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Sohar(Lion) ignores the riderless axebeak, and spins towards the new rider that has appeared next to him. His tail swishes back and forth as he crouches and then leaps at the rider, roaring ferociously.
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Ghelryn continues chanting defiantly at the invaders in order to inspire his comrades:
"You can burn us with fire,
Neither our will nor axes tire,
Your doom is just ahead,
We will see you all dead!"
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Pindleton, to get the sneak attack you need to fly over to the abandoned house. Otherwise you are out of range and would have disadvantage on the attack. Assuming you do that, the sneak is successful. The arrow sneaks its way up the fire giant's right nostril.
Urgala embeds an arrow deep in the second (purple border) giant. It screams in rage in a weird language and some of the nearby magmin seem to take notice...
Gloriana is a bit surprised when the magmin she destroys explodes in a flowing bulb of red hot magma.
Luckily, no commoners were nearby and the scorch is just one more blemish on the once bustling Triboar.
Narth takes his chances with a potshot to the axebeaks, but misses and hurriedly sneaks across to the apothecary where he sees Urgala notching another arrow.
Ghelryn's party manages to take down the remaining magmin in another burst, and Ghelryn himself has an attack to spare for the Orog.
Another of Ghelryn's allies dies in the blast of molten rock, his skin burning his body collapses under the cooling stone.
That armor of yours won't help you, you oversized a~%#&$$, Jysson says, unable to come up with a more clever retort.
Despite his lack of wits, he still smiles at his own presumed cleverness. He aims upwards, towards the missing plates between the giant's legs.
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That f~&%ing moron, Darz thinks to himself about Jysson. He's going to get himself killed. That's why us smart folk hide in the bushes and attack from afar. Darz looks around, only to see that he's pretty much the only smart person around.
Glad that no one was injured in the explosion of the magma critter, Gloriana sends two more arrows toward the next target...
We need to take out the giant! Narth yells to Urgala. Cover me! he says, running toward the huge fire giant and attacking with his shortsword.
Jysson hits one stone in the rice sack hard, then the next. It knocks the wind right out of the towering invader. "*pant wheeze* Oh...you...you are going to die a very slow death *cough pant*"
The second giant, you just now notice is female. "Ok...Okssort? Is everything alright?" she gently inquires as Narth's blade bounces off her shin plate.
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Sohar(Lion) continues his assault on the axebeak's rider.
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The guards swarm the orog with Ghelryn, but their burns prevent effective attacks.
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The badly beaten Orog seems to delight in the blood streaming into its mouth, wildly slashing at Ghelryn.
The male fire giant watches Jysson juke and dodge back and forth patiently before striking down hard with its emblazoned greatsword...
Jysson instinctively reacts to the devastating blow and manages to stay alive, but is definitely hit harder than most can say they've experienced.
Daratha's forces are still a bit confused by the lion.
The nearly dead orc swings out at Sohar-lion...
...and gives the feline a cruel gash.
The other orc/axebeak to the south smirks and routes quickly towards the central tower.
The orog turns its attention to you "Oh hai dere, you like to shoot arrows?" before engaging you in melee.
Gloriana gets nicked just under the chin, and then cut bad across the stomach.
A second orog advances and may be able to attack you next round...
The female giant swats away at Narth...
Urgala gasps in horror as Narth is torn in half instantly "NOOOO!!" The upper half travels far through the air as the lower half spills its guts on the battlefield.
The others easily advance unrestricted.
Woah s$#%! Jysson exclaims, barely getting away with his life. He presses on, wishing he grabbed his bow before he ran from the inn.
Darz winces as Jysson gets hit, and thinks to himself that the elf must be insane staying in the fight after a hit like that.
Still, from his hiding spot, he launches another sling rock.
"Ooo...Ildmane, this one making me tired...I don't want to dig right now." and he disengages with Jysson.
That's right! Walk away! You ain't got nothing on me!
Gloriana cries out as the Orog bloodies her, but she grits her teeth, and fires two arrows point blank at her foe!
She then takes a step back and catches her breath.
Gloriana's arrow finds the orog's right eye socket to be a tight fitting new quiver.
The fire giants seem to be routing, with the lesser races staying to cover their retreat.
"It looks like they are going for the central tower - but hopefully we got them on the run now! Don't let up until there's none of them left in the town!"
Then he adds (half to himself, half to anyone within earshot), "Although, you know, a prisoner could help us get some information..."
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Urgala, seeing Narth so brutally wounded, drops her bow and attacks with her morningstar. "YOU WILL DIE THIS DAY, MONSTER!!"
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Jysson runs after the giant, and swings again with his flail.
The giants are too far for Darz, and he's happy to just let them go. Instead, he looks to clean up around camp, aiming at a monster already engaged with someone else.
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Urgala astonishingly uproots the giant, bringing crashing to the ground.
Jysson catches up and plows into the giant's calf. He turns and sees his mate crash down, moving to help her up again.
You charge after the mounted orc towards the tower.
The female giant jabs forward at Urgala from the ground...
...popping her hard in the face surprisingly.
The nearby magmin also moves to defend its mistress...
...and a wave of fire engulfs her from the side.
The male giant continues to move off Jysson towards the Urgala engagement.
Ghelryn at last brings down the half breed. With no time to weep for the fallen, they move south towards Gloriana.
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Gloriana wastes no time, dropping her bow and drawing steel. She lunges forward, hoping to take down the half-breed for good!
dropping her bow and drawing her sword
PINDLETON
Seeing the giant turn towards his companion, as well as Jysson continuing his attack, Pindleton flies in that direction and keeps attacking, hoping to keep the giant in range.
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URGALA
Urgala screams in pain from the fire. Gods! I forgot how much pain... hurts! However, seeing the giant fall reinvigorates Urgala despite her wounds. She twirls her morningstar and puts all of her strength into smashing her weapon deep into the giant's body. Even if the fiery creature finishes Urgala off, she wants to make sure this giant goes first.
Growling in frustration, Gloriana hacks at her foe again, hoping to bring it down.
Urgala cracks the giant's knees hard, keeping her grounded and dealing some serious damage. Retaliation is inevitable and comes quickly. The felled she-beast clonks down the bladed hilt of her emblazoned greatsword atop Urgalas helm hard, as if driving a tent spike into the mud...
...the giant slowly stands.
Seth sees Gloriana's predicament with the two orogs and, against his better judgement, joins the fight...trying to at least keep it one on one...
...2 crackling bolts of corrupted natural energy sprout from Seths outstretched palms like sick roots, striking the Orog hard in the chestplate, lifting him off the ground and hurtling 10 feet away.
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The axebeak rider seems content to lead you about the tower. His course soon folds in with the other riders. You could probably overtake them with a burst of speed.
Thanks to Seth, the second Orog doesn't yet quite reach Gloriana. The first is on her already, however and swings viciously...
...and lands a lucky blow on the skilled fighter. He mistakes it for skill and gives a laugh showing how pleased with himself he is.
The male giant running from Jysson shouts something far overhead.
This little girl even is relentless."
The female giant sighs, and starts wriggling a huge boulder free from the dirt, eyeing Jysson.
"What the hell, it speaks our language even. Are you sure this is the right place?" the male giant inquires.
"Of course. Now look, Osskort...your old Neverwinter wound has opened again! Move over, I'm going to throw this rock..."
There is no promise and Jysson follows through with his attacks.
Pindleton continues his attack on the male giant.
Gloriana strikes the closest Orog, pivots and strikes again...
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Sohar(Lion) sizes up the rider, anticipating its movement. In a flash, he runs up, leaping on him and clawing at him.
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With the immediate danger over, Ghelryn leads his group towards the giants, beating Betsy against his breastplate in rhythm.
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Pindleton waits for Jysson to hit the towering berserker, and when it does, the giant's head nods down revealing a sweet spot at the back of its skull. The humbly crafted, infinitely tasteful halfling arrow passes through the flesh like a ghost, and the giant's eyes roll back a sick yellow. Jysson flips out of the way with a smile on his face as the earth shatters beneath their fallen foe.
"RAAAAA!!!!" the female giant screams, hurtling a chunk of granite roughly 4 times the size of a man directly at Jysson...
...and he falls out of sight, no doubt crushed underneath. The crushing blow doesn't sate her rage, and she quickly advances, picking up the stone once more and eying for Pindleton in the sky.
Your first attack fells the orog you've been battling finally. Your momentum carries you into the next foe, slashing out with your blade.
The orc vomits black bile as it hits the ground. It swings back in self defense, one eye shut hard from the dust...
Sohar takes a rusty slice to his lion chops. The other riders laugh at the fallen orc and pull away to the east, seemingly leaving town.
Indeed if you chance a pause, all of the non-engaged enemies now seem to be pulling out of town to the east.
Seth, Darathra's Group, and Ghelryn's Group all meet at Gloriana in a death storm against the poor, incredibly stupid, half-breed.
First Seth plucks a power lance from some warped morality and channels it directly into the orcish/ogrish face...
...and everyone hears it, some wild unholy chorus singing a high note. One of the darkest sounds you've ever heard that breaks your heart instantly seems to emanate from the energy he just summoned...
...and it isn't over. In horror you all witness his unlimited power spill forth once more against your common enemy...
Ghelryn knows exactly what to do and, finishing his sprint he slides into a power stance instinctively to introduce Betsy to the fray...
...and takes him down gloriously!
Darathra really cares about this and starts getting the men organized "I don't know how, but they're on the way out! Men, to the Bull Shoals Pond, we need to save what we can!"
As he watches the boulder eclipse the sky,
he realizes that it's coming for him.
His last conscious words are, Well. F&@@.
Darz watched in horror as the elf who fought off the giants almost single handedly - plus that dark skimmed girl and the little flying guy - was crushed by the boulder.
I knew he'd be killed by it, he thinks to himself.
The other giant came charging back, but it's not back towards the town, it was back towards the girl and the flying guy. But the town was safe. He'd done his job.
He steps out and looks to the flames. [I]It ain't my home, and theys can be rebuilt. Let's save a life. He runs to a better position to attack the other giant.
Many thanks, my friends, but we are not yet done. One giant remains and we must drive it off, else the rest of the town may suffer its wrath. With me! Gloriana shouts and picks up her bow, then takes off at a run, ignoring her injuries.
She nocks an arrow, stops and fires at the Giant, and then quickly fires again.
From far behind the burning building a stiff arrow comes arcing into the giant's flesh like a lightning bolt. Pindleton in witness might suppose that only Gloriana could make a shot like that.
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Sohar(Lion) finishes off the dismounted rider, ripping his throat out with a final bite. He then follows the retreating invaders, not engaging unless one of them tries to stay behind.
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Pindleton curses under his breath as he sees the rock smash into Jysson, and then again as the giant turns towards him. Without a distraction and his allies falling, it will be far more difficult finishing off this giant.
Then he watches in admiration as the arrow flies in. "Good shot!"
Determined to see this through, he takes aim and hopes for the best.
Then he flies toward the burning harness shop, hoping the smoke and flames can provide some cover.
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