"Huzzah!"
Well that was as well as it could have gone. A few arrows down but a giant and troll finished off and no one injured. At this rate we should be pretty good in a year of cleaning out this giant infestation.
Perception searching the bodies
"Indeed, Forge Father be praised. But stay wary, for they failed to defeat us in honorable combat, so they might well seek underhanded means. Now, let us see our spoils."
Kurag looks appreciatively at the gems and items the giant carried until they got to the feet. Those he carefully separated out away from the other items. He then got his shovel and dig a grave for the feet and placed them with in. We don’t know who they were but they deserved better than in a giants bag. At least they won’t be carried around as prizes or toys any more.
He looks at the direct the trolls fled and gave serious thought to chasing them on Lucky. Scen’s word were truth though and he would only be adding risk without much reward.
As Kurag is going to bury the feet, Kiln suggests, "at least separate them out by size or race."
”A worthy thought, cousin. But they’re souls are to be judged now, they’re bodies have little to do with that lest a necromancer disturb them.” The cleric said. ”Showing respect is enough, and we shouldn’t tarry overlong.” He then said a short prayer over the impromptu grave, bowed his head respectfully, and turned to move on.
A broad wood of young aspens and birches sweeps through this vale. The trees sway softly, their pale branches glimmering in the light. Near the edge of the grove, a forgotten pathway of badly weathered dark stone pokes through the forest floor, leading to a clearing containing a large structure of timeworn stone. Colorful lichens cling to the walls, and most of the slate roof has collapsed inward. Jumbles of great granite blocks lie around the building, half buried beneath the soil and fallen leaves.
Sitting on one of the stones under some low hanging branches is one of the trolls you had just fought and had gotten away. He is crying.
Kurag stops Lucky and looks at the strange site. It wasn’t everyday that your found a troll crying. This an ambush? he asks the others. Staying atop Lucky he surveys the surroundings looking for anything else moving or hidden.
Perception
He lets the more persuasive try talking if they want before Kurag just ends the suffering with 3 well placed arrows.
"I never thought I'd see the like. Are they even smart enough to plan an ambush like that?"
"Aye, most likely." Sven said, as he looked for any further giants or their ilk in hiding. "Regardless, get ready to shoot." Striding forward, he called out in a clear voice:
"Oi, troll! I am Sven, known as the Mazebreaker, faithful of the Forge Father!" Pointing his hammer at it he continued "Explain yourself! Who are ye, and why do ye weep at these stones?"
The troll looks up and looks at all of you funny, Whatta ya mean 'why do I weep?' I weep cause ya'll kilt my brudder and I hurt my leg tryin' to get away from ya'll and since I can't walk the other trolls abandoned me. That is why I weep!
Sven glared at the troll, and then turned to his kinsmen. He said, in Dwarven:
In Dwarven, "So are you saying strategy warrants, or what? It's a damn troll crying over a booboo that it should heal up in no time."
”Aye. It should die, and I see nay honor in leading it on.” Sven agreed, motioning toward’s Kiln’s axe.
Kiln looks to the others, "with no objection then?"
Kiln moves forward and attacks the troll.
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And with him came Sven...
As you approach the troll he smiles and shouts They fell for it!
From the trees, one of the moss trolls reaches down to attack Kiln and another reaches down to attack Sven!
"A vile ambush, to arms! To arms!" Sven called out. As he did so, the blessing of fervor was called down upon him and his comrades.
Sven casts blessing of fervor on his fellow dwarves.
The Blue-clad Moss troll tries the claw Kiln again.
He misses!
Rask steps up to the nearest troll and swings at it with Agrimmosh. [b]"Traitorous trolls! Die![/ooc]
Rask steps up to the 'crying' troll and gives him something to really cry about!
Green will try to claw Sven.
He misses.
Yellow will try to hit back at Rask.
One of the creature's claws gets through Rask's defenses.
Kiln will swing away at the blue troll...
19-20/x3, S
19-20/x3, S
Kurag will step back a pace if necessary to create some space between himself and a troll so he does not provoke with his arrows. He targets any troll that is not within melee range of his companions as he knows they will take those threats out soon enough.
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Also those must be some solid branches lol.
Kiln decides to head for easier pickings with Yellow. As he does, Blue tries to claw him.
He misses!
Kurag hits Blue with three arrows and he falls out of the tree 'dead'!
Rask moves to the other troll on the ground, swings and misses twice!
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Sven, for his part, moved with Rask to attack. He delivered an accurate blow with his hammer. It was just too bad that he lacked the strength or skill of a true warrior to make it really count.
Rask does a pretty good job of attacking the air. Sven, while not having the strength of a warrior, still causes the troll to fall.
Green will follow Sven along the tree branch and try to claw him from above.
He misses!
Kiln keeps attacking the same opponent...
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Kurag continued to launch volley after volley of arrows. By sheer number of shots he was going to drop the trolls from the trees and let his companions finish them off on the ground.
With Kiln's last hit and Kurag's volley, the other moss troll falls to the ground, 'dead'...
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Those trolls aren't dead and need to be finished off quickly before they recover. Decapitation works otherwise I have some alchemist flasks if need be.
"The Forge Father provides. Decapitate them after I stop them from regenerating." Sven said. He went from troll to troll, and placed a hand on their heads. With a prayer to his deity, acid formed where he touched, ending their regeneration.
Sven uses the alchemist flasks on the trolls and Rask and Kiln eagerly decapitate them.
That was quick enough. I wonder why they chose this spot though. Let's take a look around and see what else may be here. Kurag also spends a bit of time looting the bodies as well.
Perception
"Stupid giants, they should have counted their blessings for getting away from us the first time."
”They could have. But they underestimated us and paid the price, praise the Forge. There might well be more though, so keep an ear and eye open for further ambush.”
The trolls had nothing of value.
A row of five half-columns splits this foyer, their crowns carved into small stone offering bowls. Beyond the foyer, a wide set of stairs descends to a recessed central chamber with three long prayer benches. The stone benches are cracked and covered with moss. Much of the ceiling has collapsed into piles of giant slate shingles. Shrubs and weeds grow through the floor, covering everything in verdant tangles. Along the west wall, two flights of stairs climb to raised balconies with cracked stone railings. The first staircase coils around a slender menhir topped with the crudely carved countenance of a heavy-browed fire giant.
To the north, a set of steps climbs to a broad dais facing the benches. A huge fire pit fashioned from sheets of hammered black iron, bent and riveted together, stands upon the dais atop an ornately forged cast iron frame. A wide stone altar stands behind the fire pit, engraved with a giant helm with huge fangs. The altar and dais are draped in a thick blanket of stringy greenish moss.
Taking a look at the shrine Kurag moves back a step and motions to Sven. Any idea whose shrine this is to? I am guessing some giant god based on the shoddy workmanship. Should we finish what nature has started and knock some walls down?
Well if no one has any other thoughts do we up and leave or knock it down? I would hate to offend a dwarven god or a good god either by knocking this down but if it is someone else’s then all for it. When in doubt leave it though.
Sven ran his fingers through his beard as he regarded the altar. At length he said ” Zursvaater, the Prince of Steel. A fire giant deity. It can be destroyed without any ethical concerns.”