Blood Rage of the Wastes (All-Orcs Giantslayer)

Game Master Thackery Baxter J Thorington

Dogged, Hakak and Fleshripper pressed their attack on the guard between them.

G3 again
Scythe: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 5 + 2 = 18
Damage: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (1, 2) + 6 = 9

Bite: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 2 = 11
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Claw: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 2 = 4
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Claw: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 2 = 7
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

There's those dice again. Maybe I should switch to the opposition. Might help more. :)

SO... I DELETED THIS POST 3 TIMES ON ACCIDENT.. stupid taxes

Shakraal exults once more as her foe falls. With some care she prowls around to embitter more weaklings, ready to cleave them in twain... but her bloodclaw cuts nothing. Taking their cue from the wyrd-caller, Fleshripper and his earth-speaker master descend on their own prey. But, they, too, find that their warclaws taste only air.

Not so, mighty Thoku! The chief of the Blood Storm clamps his great tusks about the leg of one of the warriors and squeezes, crushing bone and ripping the leg clean at the knee. The man collapses to the ground, howling in agony, his blood steaming on the ground as offering to Mighty Nulgreth! His sweet cries fill the Tribe's ears, but are cut short with a powerful swing from the chief's sharp claws. Brain and blood coat the walls and floors as the warrior falls.

The great shaman of Zagresh, filled with the blood lust that is the gift of his people swings his own warfang at the guard. But, the human has the Rat God's own luck! His boot slips on his stinking waters and he lurches to the left, barely dodging the shaman's mighty swing!

Kern and Grell, however, circle their prey like a great pack, warfangs and claws bared. As one, master and beast strike, opening the guard from both sides and spilling intestines upon the floor! The man cries out to his pathetic goddess and collapses amidst a pile of his own steaming offal.

Last, the Daggertooth! True his name is! He swings his twice-fanged shaft in a brilliant arc, slashing at the guard once, then reverses the swing and cuts up into the weakling! He hooks the blade beneath the gelding's ribs and pulls forward towards his waiting jaws. Flesh and sinew tear from cowardly throat as easily as cooked meat, coating the Badaxe in a great fountain of blood! The corpse falls to the floor with a quick flick of Ozak's wrist.

Round 3

Hakak's foe, clutching his innards to his body, blood raining down to the stones, drops his sword and runs with the strength of the desperate. He makes five steps before Choot's axe sends his head flying to the ground. Such is the fate of cowards!

Ozak grins madly, his mouth full of gore from the downed human.

He steps to the side of Thoku, and stares balefully at the last guard.

5' step to grid F7, then move action to study target.

"PPPTHHHHUUUUU!!!!"

Ozak spits the blood and chunks of flesh filling his mouth at the last guard.

"HAHAHAHAH!!! Guess who's next on the menu?!?!"

Standard action attempt to demoralize. Not that we need it, really, but why not. Hopefully I'll get a circumstance bonus... :)

Intimidate (demoralize): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

Yeah, that will probably do it! The dice gods have favored me this fight.

Thoku grins viciously at the Gory display shown by daggertooth. Thoku roars" HE IS" with fang and claw thoku rips apart the final guard
bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
trip: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
bite damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
claw 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16 claw1: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
claw 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
claw 2: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

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Pretty sure that just killed the last one Thoku!

"Zagresh revels in our Slaughter, come we must away to the Temple to claim the prize for our Tribe!" Choot points to the Temple but waits for Thoku to take the first steps out of respect for the Cheiftan.

Once more, Thoku's mighty tusks taste manflesh, sends another human to his knees. HE heaves with his great neck and sinks his claws deep into the puny softskin's chest. With but a single flex of his mighty thews, he rips the man into pieces, showering the room in blood and viscera. The man doesn't even scream.

End of combat. There's a ladder out of the room, or youc an go back the way you came

Dripping in blood thoku moves up the ladder I assume that's the way out^_^

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Ozak looks around happily. He beheads the one guard's corpse and picks up the head by the hair. He speaks to the head.

"Can't forget my promise to you, now, can I?"

Ozak looks around, and takes one of the human's helmets that would fit him, and starts to hammer a spike through the top of the helmet.

"Just gimme a sec..."

When finished he puts the helmet on, then puts the head on the spike on the helmet.

"Hah! There we go!"

If there is time, Ozak will go around and grab belt pouches off the guards (and can count the coin later). He will also quickly look over the guards' weapons and if any look nice (i.e. masterwork or better) he will pick them up. If other people are doing that then he won't worry as much, but Ozak is a mercenary and wants loot.

Ozak also doesn't have a backup weapon so in the absence of something masterwork he would take an ordinary weapon (whatever kind they were using).

Kern shakes his head at Ozak's unnecessary desecration of the dead, but says nothing, and follows.

Shakraal wastes no time on the dead, calming herself and following her illustrious leader up...a ladder.

In time, all before me shall quake, and those who build ladders will build them only to more successully create giant effigies of me, to be filled with the unclean and the vile alike. Fuel for the flames!!!

The ladder leads up to a second floor in the tower. It is empty, although hastily so. Humans have no sense of defense. A door leads outside to the west, no doubt to stairs or a ladder down to the ground. A second ladder leads up to a third floor. Above, the sounds of booted feet pound on floor, drawing nearer and louder.

Apparently, the humans do know something of defense.

You can 1) leave through the western door and continue on with the mission. or 2) lay in wait, and kill some more humans

priority 1 is the mission so we move

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You can 1) leave through the western door and continue on with the mission. or 2) lay in wait, and kill some more humans

Are the floors and interior structure wood or stone? If wood, a bit of oil and a spark might leave the humans a parting gift. :)

They're wood floors, stone walls.

Choot follows Thoku knowing that once the mission is complete there will still be plenty of humans nearby to send to Zagresh!

They're wood floors, stone walls.

Ozak looks around after hearing the booted feet above.

"Anyone got any lamp oil?"

If anyone offers, Ozak will pour it out on the floor and strike a spark.

"Give them something to think about instead of chasing us," Ozak says, grinning. He chases after the rest of the party.

update tomorrow night. was gonna do tonight but ended up having to play doctor (giggidy) for a friend

Choot nods his head no to Ozak by his body language (his face cannot be seen behind his mask) he looks disappointed knowing that the idea that Ozak had was a wonderful one indeed.

The bursts open the doorway from the tower and descend the rickety ladder to the ground below. Once more upon the earth, with the sweet smell of wood smoke filling the air, the Tribe of the Bleeding Storm moves towards the the next portcullis. Flames devour rooftops, and the Tribe can see the very tops of siege towers rise above the walls. The wooden walls shake with the thuds of boulders and the roars of giant fists! Suddenly, the eastern wall shudders and explodes in a shower of splinters, a giant with massive tusks and dim, rage filled eyes bursts through, taking out much of the inner wall as well.

Human warriors descend on the creature and rush the Tribe!

You have a choice, take the path towards the Tomb, or kill the humans and, possibly, free up the giant to do more damage. map will appear once i have your decision

Suddenly, the eastern wall shudders and explodes in a shower of splinters...

Okay, but the eastern wall is back down in the lower town isn't it? Doesn't the part we're in have a cliff on the east end? I don't think we want to go back down to the lower town now.

Kern will leave the choice up to our great and bloody leader. :-P

Ya its a hard choice but my mind set is get the prize so...

Thoku looks at the invasion then toward his prize "lets move we should not waste this chance... move"

and we can so go intimidatetron after if we need to ^_^

Choot follows the Chieftan, theGiant be damned, it is here for this purpose...

sorry, didn't look at the map when i wrote. basically, the outer wall and the connecting wall to the third tier are shattered and there's a big giant causing a ruckus and trying to kill some humans. you can get involved or skirt around and go to the tomb

and you made your decisions. awesomesauce!
The Tribe heeds the words of their chief, and follow Mighty Thoku across the small courtyard and along the narrow ledge of the cliff. With the sure foot of the people, their boots crunch the gravel and along the edge of the humans' Hopespring. Boulders have crashed into the pool, soiling the clear waters and sending a small cascade over the edge of the cliff side. Fire and more boulders have scoured the edge of the pool, shattering the image of the weakling human goddess and burning away the brushes about her feet. The cavern stands open and clear!

The Bleeding Storm marches boldly across the boulders, and intothe deep darkness of the waiting tomb. Gossamer cobwebs hang from the ceiling of this rough tunnel,and the misty spray from the Hopespring’s rubble outside glimmers faintly on strands of spider silk. Chunks of rubble lie scattered on the floor amid piles of dirt.

Undaunted, the tribe enters the shallow opening, abandoning the light of the war-fires, and relying on the darksight of the Orc. The air in this cavern is humid but cool, and a thin sheen of
condensation coats its rocky walls. A narrow passage exits
the cavern to the west. To the south, the floor drops away into
darkness, while a bridge of stone leads to another cavern to the
east. The sound of trickling water echoes through the cavern. A faint stirring of the air and a small clacking of claws against stone is all the warning they have...

In the black and white of cave-eyes, Kern sees a seething mass of dark shapes like rats. They are blacker than the darkness of the cave, like the shadows of shadows. As one, the rats turn their heads impossibly around to stare down at the brave orcs. They screech and drop upon the warriors!

Surprise Round

The shadows skitter and crawl over the great Chief and his trusted hunter! The two brave warriors feel their mighty thews weaken as the shadows draw out their mettle from their bodies with eternal cold of the grave! Their teeth and claws chew and tear away at their flesh, even the sacred flesh of Thoku's holy form!

Kern up. then, Round 1 and Rats get to move again

WOW did they just auto hit dam...oh its a swarm...

"Argh! Choot, destroy these blasted things!"

Can't move my character, but Kern and Grell will both five-foot back from the swarm. Kern will attempt to determine if these creatures can be hurt with regular weapons, or if he should focus only on defending Choot while the sorcerer destroys them.
Kn.nature: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Choot releases the magical energy of force at the swarm.

Magic Missile 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Kern tries to put name to his foe, but he is unversed in the ways of Sezelrian. He is a hunter, and the Fire God does not offer up his mysteries so freely.

Once more, the rats feast on Kern and Thoku's flesh!

Round 1 Hakak up

When Ozak's turn comes around...

"Filthy Vermin!" Ozak twirls his axe, striking at the rats as fast as he can catch them.

Full attack against the rats. Hopefully they take damage from melee attacks.

Double Axe TWF Primary: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 231d8 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Double Axe TWF Secondary: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 91d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Bite Secondary: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 71d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Probably 1 hit. Wow, minimum damage on all 3 strikes... :P

Ozak steps back from the rats, keeping his axe moving.

5' step back.

Hakak and Fleshripper launched themselves at the rats.

Hakak
Scythe: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Damage: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (3, 1) + 6 = 10
Fleshripper
Bite: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Claw1: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Claw2: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Choot releases another force missile at the swarm.

Magic Missile 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

thoku moves away from the swarm "Burn them and rid us of these pest.."

30ft move to the left

Ok, jut need Shakraal's and Kern's posts

Hakak and Fleshripper launch themselves at the swarm of Zagresh-blessed rats. The Earth-caller's grain-hewer swings through the swarm, scattering shadowstuff to the four winds. His beast follows him, fang and claw crunching and rending the corpse-rats with fury!

The Daggertooth follows the earth-shaman! His war fang swings twice in a vicious arch, catching the swarm once and splattering shadow stuff against the cave walls. But on the back swing, the rats part around the blade like water.

Brave Thoku steps back, pulling himself from the shadowy clawws.

Round 2
The dark rats slip forward, running over Hakak, Ozak, and Fleshripper in a cloud of black-glowing fur and flesh.

Round 2 declarations UP. Choot's spell didn't do anything because it's a single-target spell against a swarm, so no damage

Blood begins to gather into Thoku's hand, he then throws it at the swarm

Orb of acid: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Round 3

Choot growls in frustration with these petty rats!

He fires a line of acid at the offending creatures.

Acid Splash - Ranged Touch 1d20 ⇒ 15
Acid Damage 1d3 ⇒ 3

Snarling at his weakness and calling Mother's strength to mind, Hakak redoubled his efforts.

Hakak
Scythe: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (20) + 5 - 1 = 24
Damage: 2d4 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (2, 1) + 6 - 1 = 8
Fleshripper
Bite: 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 7 - 1 = 23
Damage: 1d6 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 - 1 = 5
Claw1: 1d20 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 - 1 = 11
Damage: 1d4 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 - 1 = 7
Claw2: 1d20 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 - 1 = 5
Damage: 1d4 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 - 1 = 4

Included the reduced STR.

So the rats don't have a distraction attack and I have a full round's actions? If so...

Ozak smashes at the rats around his feet.

"Gerroff me you bleedin fiends!"

Standard action to attack two-handed with STR bonus at only +3 now.

Orc Double Axe: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 111d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
meh... probably not

Ozak then runs clear of the swarm of rats, shaking any off him as he goes. As he moves he pulls out his acid flask from his bandolier.

"Spread out! They can get several of us at once if we bunch up!"

If I am nauseated I will just do the move. Right now if they come after me they won't get anyone else. I am down to 5 HP now.

Bah, I was sure I already posted here! So it DOES look like weapon attacks hurt the swarm, right?

Kern and Grell step forward and attack the swarm with everything they've got, flanking with Fleshripper.

double axe: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 2 = 20
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

grell bite: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 2 = 13
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
claw1: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 5 + 2 = 26
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
claw2: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 5 + 2 = 27
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
crit?: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 2 = 15
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Horrified by the swarm of tiny vermin, Shakraal has been...stunned. Not afraid. At all. Because that would be weak. And unseemly. She watches fascinated as her tribe are swamped. Her mind reels, opportunities, and possibilities. Then, galvanised by something, she steps forth... holding her hands outstretched...she makes an incantation, and waves her hands about...but to her surprise...nothing happens....

Round 2

Move Action: Move to Q11

Standard Action: Cast "Fizzle" (burning hands)

ASF 20%: 1d100 ⇒ 8

Snarling at his weakness and calling Mother's strength to mind, Hakak redoubled his efforts. The Earth-caller and his slave beast give themselves to the Gift of the Blood God. They wield their warfangs and steel-teeth well, crushing many of the dark-rats with the strength of their blows!

Horrified by the swarm of tiny vermin, Shakraal has been...stunned. Not afraid. At all. Because that would be weak. And unseemly. She watches fascinated as her tribe are swamped. Her mind reels, opportunities, and possibilities. Then, galvanised by something, she steps forth... holding her hands outstretched...she makes an incantation, and waves her hands about...but to her surprise...nothing happens... She feels it, Sezelrian's power builds within her but Varg's craft denies the Fire God's smokes and his power dribbles from her splayed fingers like the puny blood of the humans.

Mighty Thoku and the Dread Choot each fill their lungs with Sezelerian's smokes! The Fire God's power flows through their blood and hangs heavy on their tongues. In the Bloodied One's claws, his own divine flesh pools into a reddened ball of sticky liquid. While, in the shaman's emaciated hands, the rotting mucus of a corpse dangles from his outstretched fingers. Both hurl their spells at the swarms of chattering Zagresh-blessed rats, and the shade-beasts squeal in pain, as the smokes of the Bleeding Storm burn away the shadows devouring the tribe!

The Daggertooth stomps and swings at the shade-beasts. But, Zagresh's power is too great, and the swarm parts around each of his blows. He breaks away from the creatures, readying a vial filled with one of Verex's many tricks.

But Kern and his beast pounce as one upon the swarm. The warcat crunches the shadow-beasts between her mighty jaws, shattering countless bones and ripping dark-flesh to the winds. Her master's fury is just as great. He swings his-double bladed warfang in great arcs, as true gifts to the Blood God. The beasts scream in agony and the swarm collapses in a burst of devowering black light.....

The Tribe is victorious! But, they are gravely wounded, and paths still lie open. The tomb must be plundered! They must win!

Sweet, looks like Kern and Grell took it out before it could damage them. Nice.

"Are you injured, my brothers? Ozak, your wounds look... annoying. I can heal them if Choot would prefer not to."

several of u are riding strength damage and filth fever along with regular physical damage

Thoku wipe the sweat off his brow "blasted rats, might have taken some of my strength with these bites...but I am strong and will not let this stop me doomspeaker can you remove sickness yet" thoku ask with a grunt

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"Are you injured, my brothers? Ozak, your wounds look... annoying. I can heal them if Choot would prefer not to."

"Wounded or not I'll fight. But... healing would allow me to go on longer."

Not sure how much healing we have but Choot did heal me once already in the previous fight.

BTW, what are the effects of Filth Fever? When do we make the next save?

Choot shakes his head, "The Destroyer frowns upon repairing that which has been torn asunder! If we are to claim victory we must push through this setback. Wounds and diseases will make the Tribe stronger through overcoming them or culling the weak...

Chieftain we must move and quickly for that which we seek must lay close at hand!"

Choot shakes his head, "The Destroyer frowns upon repairing that which has been torn asunder!..."

Ozak shrugs. "I don't know your Destroyer, but I do know that Our Lord in Iron desires that the battle continue. As I said, I'll fight, but I'll fight longer if I have healing."

For the record I am at 5 HP - one more hit and I will probably go down. I also don't have ferocity - traded that for a bite attack.

Kern will have to do the healing as Choot is fresh out and he can only spontaneously swap for Inflict spells.

Kern nods, expecting that Choot would balk at healing. He steps to Ozak, lays a hand on his shoulder, and some of his wounds knit together.
CLW: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
CLW: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Using all three of my 1st-level spells for the day on this healing. Worth it, though.