DM Carbide's Giantslayer

Game Master John Woodford

Hurk! Just confirming Trianne goes down at -1. No tricks left, but at least she does so to the smell of her enemy's cooking flesh. Another 1d6 next round!

If Seamus succeeds at what he's likely to try, you may wake up to the same odor....

She's in Difficult terrain, so you can't charge her.

OK, then he won't drop his bow, but he'll move as close as possible.

As much as I dislike how she's taking us all down by herself, this lady is my archer PC's idol. :-D

She's punching well above her weight class because of the crits...I've rolled and confirmed three times in seven or eight attacks.

Good point about the moving penalty - I totally whiffed on that, so at a -5 that was still a 42. And yes Seamus intends to drop more bombs on her head. I figure he's got one shot at it with the amount of damage she's outputting - fight fire with fire.

Round 7:

Initiative order
Trianne-unconscious
Haftor
Tark-fleeing (for now)
Seamus
Jarrek-unconscious
Mel
Svarog

Haftor can act!

Haftor looks down and sees Jarrek lying in the bottom of the boat. "Hrmph. This won't do." He reaches down and intones a brief prayer to Torag, healing the half-orc. "Wakey, Wakey, Tea and Cakey!" With that, he steps carefully off the boat and onto blissfully solid ground, intoning as he moves, "No laying down on the job, Jarrek. This ain't a slumber party."

Cast CMW on Jarrek 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (5, 1) + 4 = 10 and then moves as far as he can in the direction of the archer. I don't think being large actually increases my move rate, and I'm not sure how much of my move action is taken up by getting out of the boat.

Stabilize check DC 10: 1d20 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 - 1 = 7

Blood continued to slowly pulse from Trianne into the thick underbrush.

Jarrek jerks back to consciousness with a furious roar. "Dammit! Who killed me?" He shakes his head to get himself back into gear and stands up, scanning the shore. Seeing Svarog advancing on a target in the brush, he levels his huge sword and bares his teeth at the archer.

"I'm gonna cut off your shooting hand and stake you out in the sun for the ants! I'm gonna take that bow and stick it..." Jarrek's promised revenge gets more graphic and anatomically unlikely the longer he goes on, and he goes on for a while.

Move action to stand from prone, standard to Intimidate.

Intimidate check to Demoralize, DC 10+HD+Wis mod: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (18) + 19 = 37 Target Shaken for 1 round + 1 round for every 5 he beats the DC by.

I should point out, Jarrek, that if you threaten to do anything that you don't actually intend to do, you'll immediately become sickened for the next 24 hours. You're also out of range for an attempt to demoralize, I believe.

It would be a crime against humanity to waste that roll. Get yer arse in range! (Being sickened is no big deal.)

Unfortunately, he has to wait until next round--move action to stand, and he can't 5' step out of the boat.

Dammit, I even checked the page to see if there was a range! OK, move action to stand and move action to move into range, he just yells while moving.

That's an interesting take on "lie or break an oath". Are exaggerations lies? What if he's just talking trash, does that count as serious talk that falls under his curse? It's an interesting thing to think about. In any case, he will absolutely cut off her hand and stake her out for ants to eat her eyes, totally serious about that.

Round 7 (ongoing):

Initiative order
Trianne-unconscious
Haftor-acted
Tark-fleeing (for now)
Seamus
Jarrek-acted
Mel
Svarog

Haftor cures Jarrek, who comes awake and stands up. The dwarf then advances on the archer.

Seamus is up!

Tark: AC 18 T 14 FF 16 HP taken: 17+; fled
Orcs: all dead
Mel: AC 19? T 15? FF 14? HP taken: 35

Seamus moves forward invisibly, and hurls an explosive at the woman, hoping this ends the threat and allows his friends to survive her. He pops out of invisbility, in the open, Take that you! he cries, muttering curses at her under his breath.

bomb attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20
bomb damage, fire: 3d6 + 5 ⇒ (1, 1, 4) + 5 = 11

Round 7 (ongoing):

Initiative order
Trianne-unconscious
Haftor-acted
Tark-fleeing (for now)
Seamus-acted
Jarrek-acted
Mel-acted
Svarog

Seamus, how many HP do you currently have? AFAICT, you haven't healed any of the damage from the javelins or the arrow, which would put you at 6 HP.

Seamus hits the woman with a bomb. She remains distressingly active, however, and puts an arrow into the gnome for 8 HP, which I think is enough to render you unconscious. Her second arrow hits the mouthy half-orc. Jarrek, take 13 HP. However, her last arrow misses Svarog.

Svarog can act!

Tark: AC 18 T 14 FF 16 HP taken: 17+; fled
Orcs: all dead
Mel: AC 19? T 15? FF 14? HP taken: 46

Sigh. 13 puts him at -8. Guess he can't keep his word, per the interpretation of the Curse.

Jarrek drops.

Stabilize check, DC 18: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

Advancing steadily, still making that hissing, gurgling snarl, Svarog bore down on the stranger with murder in his eyes.

MW longsword attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
2h dmg + scabbard: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 = 9

Welp. At least she can't 5' step and attack with the bow again.

Did you miss the part where she has Point Blank Master...? :/

Stabilize check DC10: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 - 2 = 4

thump-thump.......thump-thump......thump-thump

That would be correct! Seamus hasn't healed at all, so he's now at -2HP and drops like a stone! He was too worried about getting the others back up during that string of crits and didn't have enough cure light wounds in memory to heal himself too.

stabilize: 1d20 + 0 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 0 - 2 = 11

Svarog misses the woman, his blade deflected by an unseen force.

Round 8:

Initiative order
Trianne-unconscious
Haftor
Tark-fleeing (for now)
Seamus-unconscious, stable
Jarrek-unconscious
Mel-on fire
Svarog

Haftor is up!

Tark: AC 18 T 14 FF 16 HP taken: 17+; fled
Orcs: all dead
Mel: AC 23 T 15 FF 18 HP taken: 52

Haftor trudges forward in the direction of the archer. He's fed up with watching his companions go down, and ready to end this fight. "Drop the bow and end this misguided effort, woman! If you don't, my giant ugly mug will be the last thing you'll see before you check in to the Boneyard."

Double move straight north 40' until Haftor is up alongside the archer. He will end up adjacent to Trianne.

Round 8 (ongoing):

Initiative order
Trianne-unconscious
Haftor-acted
Tark-fleeing (for now)
Seamus-unconscious, stable
Jarrek-unconscious
Mel-acted
Svarog

Haftor closes. The woman glares up at him, then swiftly pats herself down to extinguish the flames left by Seamus' bomb.

Svarog can act!

Trianne: Sadly, I did.

The Kellid was wounded, yes, but he wasn't dead yet. Spitting blood, Svarog drove forward. If he was to die, then by the gods, he'd take her with him.

MW longsword attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
MW longsword 2h dmg + scabbard: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10

Svarog's blow is once again deflected by an invisible shield.

Round 9:

Haftor is up!

Jarrek is also stable, fwiw.

*cough* She can't AoO that we know of with that damn bow. Would a move to flanking with Haftor let Svarog hit at AC 22? *cough*

Stabiliiiize: 1d20 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (7) + 2 - 3 = 6

Okay, whining doesn't work. No surprise there.

Trianne coughs a little more blood from her mouth as her breathing slows.

It appeared that the woman who had taken down over half the party was not inclined to surrender. This did not come as any great surprise to Haftor, who wordlessly and grimly attacked the archer as soon as he got close enough.

warhammer att 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 damage 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (4, 4) + 5 = 13

EDIT: Yup

The woman curses in Orcish and quickly looses three arrows, dodging to deny Svarog and Haftor their attacks of opportunity. The first drops Svarog (7 HP), and the second and third wound Haftor further (16 HP).

Round 10:

Initiative order
Trianne-unconscious
Haftor
Tark-fleeing (for now)
Seamus-unconscious, stable
Jarrek-unconscious, stable
Mel-
Svarog-unconscious

Haftor is up!

Stabilize: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 2 - 4 = 8

Stabilize Svarog DC10: 1d20 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 1 - 4 = 1 :P

Oy. Well, you have a few more rounds.

Well, this is a bit of a nailbiter. Haftor has precisely 1 HP.

Perhaps unreasonably, the dire situation doesn't seem to trouble Haftor. He's put his faith in Torag, and he's confident that righteousness will prevail. In any case, he imagines his afterlife should be pretty cushy.

The dwarf is done with war-cries and taunts. He touches his hammer to his chest, speaking Torag's name, then takes an efficient swing at his opponent's center of mass.

swift action Fervor to heal himself CLW 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
std action warhammer att 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22 damage 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (1, 2) + 5 = 8

The stroke barely misses her, blocked by an invisible force just before it would have laid her out. She blanches a little and shakes her head, retreating through the dense undergrowth.

Round 11:

Initiative order
Trianne-unconscious
Haftor
Tark-fleeing (for now)
Seamus-unconscious, stable
Jarrek-unconscious, stable
Mel-
Svarog-unconscious

Haftor can act again!

Tark: AC 18 T 14 FF 16 HP taken: 17+; fled
Orcs: all dead
Mel: AC 23 T 15 FF 18 HP taken: 52

Stabilize: 1d20 + 2 - 5 ⇒ (12) + 2 - 5 = 9

Because I'm a glutton for punishment.

"Hrmph." A tactical error, Haftor thinks to himself. He rapidly sends another prayer to Torag.

If she is in sight and in range, Haftor casts Hold Person (DC 15) on the archer. If she is already out of sight before he has a chance to cast, he will expend 2 uses of his fervor to channel energy: 1d6 ⇒ 4 to Trianne, Svarog and himself.

She freezes in place, held by Haftor's spell.

Round 12:

Initiative order
Trianne-unconscious
Haftor
Tark-fleeing (for now)
Seamus-unconscious, stable
Jarrek-unconscious, stable
Mel-paralyzed
Svarog-unconscious

Haftor can act!

Stabilize DC10: 1d20 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (15) + 1 - 5 = 11 Whew

STABilize: 1d20 + 2 - 6 ⇒ (9) + 2 - 6 = 5

Woohoo! Weight loss!

Haftor raises an eyebrow, pleasantly surprised that the tide seems to have turned good and proper. He says yet another prayer to Torag before moving with a sense of urgency to the held archer.

Haftor will do as many of the following things as he can before Mel breaks the spell:
As per my last post, next action is to expend 2 uses of his fervor to channel energy: 1d6 ⇒ 4 to Trianne, Svarog and himself. I don't think this gets either one of them conscious, but at least Trianne won't die.
He then takes as many move actions as necessary to get to Mel.
He yanks her bow out of her hands and flings it in Svarog's general direction.
He takes out his rope and ties her hands behind her back, then drags her back to a spot on the bank by the boat.
Use last Fervor on Jarrek 1d6 ⇒ 5
That's probably enough for now.

EDIT: scratch the last action. I just realized that I actually get 5 uses of fervor per day at 4th level, so I can do another channel. I'll drag everyone (except Mel) into my 30' radius area of effect and channel instead of just healing Jarrek.

Haftor struggles through the heavy underbrush towards the archer, but before he can reach her she shakes off the spell.

For reference, she blew her save at Haftor's action in Round 11. At her action in the same round, she started the full-round action required to attempt a new save. At his action on Round 12, Haftor started moving towards her. At her action on Round 12, she completed her full-round action, attempted a second save, and succeeded. Once I'm able to check the map, I'll determine what she's going to do with her Round 12 action.

Come on Haftor! You can do it!

I'm either going to be a real star, or get us all killed by pushing my luck. I can't yet tell which.

OK, got the map sorted. Because the underbrush is Difficult terrain, and because enlarge doesn't increase movement speed, Haftor isn't quite within reach of the woman when she recovers.

The woman continues to retreat from the party.

Round 13:

Initiative order
Trianne-unconscious
Haftor
Tark-fleeing (for now)
Seamus-unconscious, stable
Jarrek-unconscious, stable
Mel-
Svarog-unconscious

Haftor can act!

All right, I think I've pushed this to my limit. It's time to lick our wounds a bit. I'll get everyone within channeling range and hit the whole gang with 4 hp. See if that brings anyone back to the land of the living.

4hp gets Jarrek up to -4. Thanks, Haftor! That archer really tore us up, man.

Trianne’s familiar, Soot, fluttered down and landed on one of the arrows sticking out of the transmuter.

helping Peck, peck. helping Peck, peck.

The raven continued to tap at the fletching until Haftor’s second wave of healing magic rolled over them. The wounds closed enough to expel the arrows, and Soot fluttered off into the nearby trees. helping!

Trianne sat up with a groan and looked down at herself with a grimace. Soot fluttered down and alighted on her shoulder. helping!

“Ugh, worthless bird,” Trianne said. “Peck her eyes out before she kills me. Before!” She shooed Soot away and retrieved her fallen items slowly, looking around to get her bearings. Okay, there was big Haftor. That was good. Where was everyone else though?

“Did we win?” she asked.

Soot sat sulking in a nearby tree. helping

At 1 HP. Move actions to retrieve potion and dagger from the ground.

Seamus lifts his head, shaking it to clear the cobwebs, and immediately winces in pain. Ow, not that way. He gingerly rolls over onto his back, sitting up, and rubbing his eyes, careful not to reopen any of the injuries sustained by the terrible bow lady.

Slowly, he sits up, scanning around the battlefield, before standing cautiously, Well, Haftor, did ye git her? And dang, is Jarrek alive? the gnome wanders back toward Jarrek, to check and see if the half-orc was still breathing. Checking over his wounds, and taking a moment to verify that breath was still being drawn, Oi, 'e's alive, but I canna do more for him.

Surveying the scene, Seamus shrugs, and gingerly begins going through the ambusher's pockets for loose change, making a pile of useful, portable goods from the Orcs.

The woman does not return.

The orcs have their usual equipment (somewhat singed): studded leather, falchions, three javelins, and the equivalent of 5 gp in coinage each.

Captain Bloodtusk hails the party. "We hit that orc at least once, but he was still moving when he made it out of range. What are you going to do?"