"Let us see what each path leads to first. Then decide who goes where."
As the Warchief describes the Hag's powers, Choot prays to his Lord for spells that will possibly grant protection against such powers.
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As they enter the fortress, blooded to pass the Giants' detection Choot nods to his Chief's statement but shakes his head at the Badaxe, "No, we should stay together on the way in. The Hag must be defeated with our combined strength".
The western door creaks open on rusty hinges, revealing a large well. To the north, a gate leads out to the main courtyard. A rectangular hole in the ceiling leads to the guard tower above.
The eastern door opens silent to reveal a dusty room. A spiral staircase leads up to the sound of thuds and thumps from the floor above.
Chief Thoku of the Bleeding Storm.
Your servant has need of a drop of your blood to grant him the strength of a bull.
The druid motions with his dagger.
"very well to the east door we can check on see what is occurring then decide if we should attack now or hold for night fall" Thoku opens the eastern door entering the dusty room. He creeps up the spiral staircase trying to remain unseen.
Looking the part of a bull, the druid follows his chief.
Choot will wait until last to step within, a Protection spell upon his lips.
Ozak creeps forwards quietly, with Varg's blade in his hands.
A thick voice calls out in giant, only to be answered by another equally slow voice. Three voices laugh and the footsteps retreat up the stairs. The sound of three bows firing fill the air as war-rain falls upon the moat below.
Two new ways lay before Thoku's Fist: A gated door to the outside, or up the steps to the guards above.
OI! Blugthurt! Wot you got dere!? You practicin' on 'em green squirts a'gen?
Ya! 'S fun pokin' a their feet. They dance purdy!
Kern shrugs, not able to understand the giant-speak.
"He said something about poking the feet of 'green squirts,'" whispers Ozak. "Does he mean goblins? Hmmm... Well, I guess maybe to a giant, we would be 'squirts,'" he observes.
The Storm druid rubs his hands together.
He whispers, Shall we lessen the strength of these giants by taking out these smaller groups?
Choot appears apprehensive at the suggestion of the Druid, "Perhaps if we can control one of the Giant's minds' it could be worth a gamble but the element of surprise over this Hag could be lost if we are not quiet enough..."
The stomping upstairs continues and a missghapen brute clambers down the stairs. He stands nearly head and shoulders taller than even mighty Thoku, and he carries a massive tree in one of his hands.
"Oi! Wot yous doin' down 'ere?!" His dim eyes glare daggers at the Fist.
The storm druid's blue eyes seem to crackle with lightning...
Kern will also wait to see if the chief wishes to attack or cower in fear and hide.
Ozak eyes the giant for a moment.
"Just who the hell do you think you're talking to? Don't you know who we are?"
The ogre blinks at Ozak in confusion. "Duh... Who you?" He sticks his finger in his nose, as he tries to answer his own question.
The ogre blinks at Ozak in confusion. "Duh... Who you?" He sticks his finger in his nose, as he tries to answer his own question.
He's also visibly shaken by the little orc upstart.
Ozak turns to Thoku, and addresses him in orcish. "He is ours for a little while. Anything you want to know?"
Arkhan pulls out a blue-icy covered rod.
"Where is Grenseldek quartered? We've need to see her".
The ogre gulps as the Voice of Zagresh speaks. Even one so thick as the runt-Giants dreads the Doom of All Things. He speaks and looses his water on the floor, unmanning himself further in the eyes of the Fist. "Duh..da Boss is in the tower. Gorg never go dere. Gorg never see. But, all say Boss in big towers."
"To the tower, then." Kern says.
The druid smirks.
"If we can challenge only the leader for dominance, we will gain more warriors."
The druid rubs his hands together greedily.
Thoku nods at the suggestions of his fist
the chief motions fr the fist to move out
While the other orcs discuss their plans, Ozak watches the Ogre carefully.
Once the group has come to a decision, he turns back to the ogre. "All right. You lead us there then."
He waits for the ogre to turn his back, and then he swings Varg's thorn!
Choot grins at Ozak, if the Giant does not fall, the Voice of Zagresh fires Magic Missiles at it.
The ogre cannot even scream, such is the power of the Tribe of the Bleeding Storm. Ozak's sword cuts the thing nearly in twain, and the fell power of the Voice of Zagresh shatters its skull. The Fist are so quick they make not even a sound, and the stupid ogres do not hear their presence.
Choot kneels at the corpses side sticking his hand into the neck of the creature, he proceeds to blood the forehead of each member of the Tribe.
"The blood of our enemies make them recoil in fear. Heh heh heh".
[spoiler=Dragon] As a readied action as we close in on the location of the Hag, basically at the door to her chambers, Choot will cast, as much as it disgusts him to do so, Protection from Evil on Ozak and on Thoku that they are granted some level of protection from her powers. Just an FYI![/ooc]
...Choot will cast, as much as it disgusts him to do so, Protection from Evil...
Chaotic, Evil, Good, and Lawful Spells: A cleric can't cast spells of an alignment opposed to her own or her deity's (if she has one). Spells associated with particular alignments are indicated by the chaotic, evil, good, and lawful descriptors in their spell descriptions.
When Ozak senses that enemies are close, he pulls out a War Spirit Pouch, drops it on the ground, and crushes it with his heel.
...Choot will cast, as much as it disgusts him to do so, Protection from Evil...
The storm druid of Rull takes a moment to cast Call Lightning.