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Gralk assaults Boog-Boog again.
Attack: 1d20 ⇒ 14

The assault is vicious and short.
There is not much left of the former heir to the gnoll throne after the second devastating blow to the prince.

The four other gnolls flee the grisly sight in horror.

The axe exults: "I have done what was necessary. Someone had to pay for this, and it is a gnoll."

The axe speaks to Gralk telepathically, echoing the words in dwarven for others to hear:
"You are acceptable gnoll, just do not try to thwart me, and we will get along fine. Do not test my patience or Gorum's. Now lead us out of here before we have a problem. And someone grab that crossbow, it is dwarven property again."

Gralk feels the will of the axe as much stronger than his own. A fanatic desire to advance a dwarven agenda with not many compunctions or moral obstacles.

Let me know if Gralk actively resists. It may still possible to sacrifice the axe on the nearby altar to Gorum if Gralk can gain the upper hand, but the axe will not be happy.


Gallak is unable to disarm the raging gnoll.

The Curse of Gorum seems to affect his martial endeavour.

The reprisal is also affected by the curse, but the blow hits Gallak hard.

1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 271d12 + 18 + 1d6 ⇒ (11) + 18 + (5) = 34

Further. 1d6 ⇒ 4 of acid eats away.

Was Gallak healed up?


As Gralk swings, his eyes seem to roll back in his head.

He rasps in a deeper voice than normal, "Stay out of this dwarves, this is gnoll bizness. Boog-Boog must die.
attack/damage: 1d20 + 14 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 14 - 2 = 211d12 + 18 + 1d6 ⇒ (10) + 18 + (5) = 33

The cut is deep and adds 1d6 ⇒ 2 acid damage.

init Gralk/BB: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 71d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17


Threatened by extinction, and not liking the gnolls or the way the conversation is going, the axe speaks out: "I ain't going on no altar to Gorum. If I do, I am sent to Gorum's domain to serve rather than Torag's. I wouldn't like that. And, you expect me to work with a gnoll. If he is weak willed, he will hit who I want him to hit and no one else. I can only warn you."

He addresses the royal gnoll in common after Kiptera speaks, "Listen booger or whatever you are called. Stay in line, or I'll cleave you as a sacrifice to your god for your dishonor to all dwarves. No lickspittle, toady gnoll is going to tell me what to do."

Intimidate Axe: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

Boog-Boog is not impressed and stands his ground. He has not seen all of what the axe can do.

Gralk needs to make a will save. He has an urge to rage and destroy one of the few witnesses to the breaking of the throne, Boog-Boog. Fortunately, to avoid regicide, a horrible crime, he only needs to make a Will DC12 to resist the powerful compulsion of the artifact axe who houses a powerful, willful dwarf of deep conviction.


Merciful acidic burst +3 greataxe


Pito steps up to the giant, his eyes red with fury. He lets out chant in perfect dwarven: 'Heart be true, and axe will be true'.

His blow is aimed at the towering behemoth.

hit: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

Unfortunately the axe fails to connect.

The Giant shouts: "Pito, you traitor, your next."


"Open that door you coward!!!" The axe bellows loudly.

Hon feels the thrill of battle infuse his being. Thoughts of stealth and subtlety are gone. Standing toe to toe with the giant is his main desire.

Hon swings another blow at the door, which buckles slightly but stays on its hinges. 1d20 ⇒ 111d12 ⇒ 6

Hon Will: 1d20 ⇒ 17

Hon then gains control and pulls back to make room, dragging Khazad away.

Nar's spectral weapon fails to connect with the giant. Two of Joan's arrows stay sunk deep in the giant's neck and shoulder.

Anyone else?


The axe yells in anger from the ground:
"Someone pick me up, and we can finish off this giant."


The axe speaks in dwarven: "I have not spilled enough blood today."

The elder dwarf grimly advances with his waraxe.

He speaks to Logan: "So you are the one who is responsible for this operation?"

The dwarf accentuates the word operation, pronouncing it with great disgust and vehemence. As a dwarf, he is not prone to use his fingers to put air quotes around any word. Especially with an axe and shield grimly held in both hands.


Joan continues to climb as Gallak casts a spell to change the appearance of his equipment. Kib ascends the easier portion of the chimney, slipping as he ascends the very steep incline. Hon's gaseous form has not appeared in sight yet, but your rough estimates show he is a minute or two away in gas form.

Perception:
1d20+4

The axe speaks to Khazad: "Don't drop me, I'd rather your throw me up there. I don't want duergar touching me."

Kib makes Perception DC 20:
As Kib climbs around the first corner, he notices the elemental in the stone wall ten feet ahead.

Kib missed Perception DC 20:
As Kib climbs around the first corner, the elemental appears out of the wall with a long, exaggerated finger over where his mouth would be.


Will save barb:
1d20 ⇒ 14

"I am not going to try to train another meathead to use me properly."
The axe slips out of the duergar's hands and Khazad firmly gains control and finished up with his nonlethal backhand strike hitting after a less effective overhand swing. 27 nonlethal total


"Don't look a gift burro in the mouth, finish this!"


"How do you like me now? By the way, we are DUELING TO THE PAIN!!"

Duel to the Pain:
To the pain means the first thing you will lose will be your feet below the ankles. Then your hands at the wrists. Next your nose....The next thing you will lose will be your left eye followed by your right....Your ears you keep and I'll tell you why. So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish. Every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out, "Dear God! What is that thing," will echo in your perfect ears. That is what to the pain means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever. Montoya from PrincessBride


"All for one and one to kick a$$!"


"We know who the best weapon in the room is, don't we."


"Let's get these guys. Don't let Kragg have all the fun. He is up two to zero on us now."


"Nar has the right of it. Talking with duergar rather than chopping their heads off, who is in charge of this picnic pack?"


"That's what you think."
Once the chosen controller is designated, they can make a Will Save.


From the ground the axe still speaks in dwarven, "I was not consulted in this magical travel. I have years of combat experience, and no one asks me anything. You, little gnome, are on my list again. No one else better touch me but Khazad or Gallak. And when Gallak wakes up, tell him he learned a valuable lesson for challenging me, he should show more respect."


As Liselle steps back in confusion, Gallak attempts to stop Khazad with a spell, the axe swings in a vicious arc, striking with the flat of the blade. The axe laments, "No, my son." Gallak slumps to the ground.

Kib touches Khazad and casts a spell which tries to make Khazad laugh uncontrallably, and he attempts to resist. DC15?

Khazad:
Will fail will end this as you slump to the ground, Will success versus Kib's spell gives you an AoO versus Kragg.

Liselle backs further away, "Should I intervene here, or is this 'dwarven' business."


"I don't trust you. Not one bit."


"Smacking bugs is quite satisfying. Like a horde of goblins they are quite considerate to have some close together so I can take out two at once."


"Listen, human, you got half man orders, gnome orders, and REAL DWARF orders. You do what Khazad is telling you to do, or you and I have a problem. We don't listen to leetle hairyfeet playing at soldier."


@ Khazad "Meathead, that urgosh better be a gift for someone. There is nothing it can hit that I can't"


"The gnome is right, he deserves it."

Khazad does his best to control the axe, but it swings at Magnum in a vicious overhand chop. Magnum heard the warning, and tries to defend himself.

Attack/Will 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 9 - 2 = 191d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Magnum barely parries with two axes, and as quickly as the storm starts, Khazad gets the axe under control.

Khazad feels he can easily handle the axe under normal circumstances-- the recent surly attitude of the humans, and the assault by Kib were both needed to give the axe a chance to get the upper hand.


"We are not buying anything till I have tasted some human blood."

Will Save for Khazad at +5.


In Dwarven: "Gnome, wait till me and meathead are free, we'll help you take that human out big time."


"I CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL TOO!!! STOP RUNNING YOU COWARD. YOU CAN'T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME."


"Who you calling Stumpiest you *%#-% &$@. You are born of &$# &$#."


Khazad's axe has an opionion on the matter and chimes in boisterous dwarven, "Humans are nothing but low-down, double-dealing, backstabbing, larcenous perverted worms! Hanging's too good for em. Burning's too good for em! They should be torn into little bitsy pieces and buried alive!"

Blatantly stolen from a movie.


Kib:
Kib feels the axe has magic power of epic proportion after 10 minutes of intense concentration. Some of the magic is necromatic in nature.


"Gnome, you cast a spell on me and you and I are going to have problems."


Khazad's axe speaks in perfect dwarven "There are too many enemies out there and not enough time. Let's go."

Will Khazad 1d20 ⇒ 14

Khazad easily resists the urge to take a step before he is ready. The axe has a will of its own, but Khazad is its master.