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WP finally comes to his senses, the grip of his friends start to ease. As he is released, emotions get the better of him. The halflings arms fly out and grabs the first thing he comes in contact with: Ham's neck. He bursts into tears and buries his head into the man's shoulder. He sobs uncontrollably for a few moments before trying to talk, but the works just come out as wails. snot and drool quickly accumulate on Ham's armor.
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WP finally comes to his senses, the grip of his friends start to ease. As he is released, emotions get the better of him. The halflings arms fly out and grabs the first thing he comes in contact with: Ham's neck. He bursts into tears and buries his head into the man's shoulder. He sobs uncontrollably for a few moments before trying to talk, but the works just come out as wails. snot and drool quickly accumulate on Ham's armor.
We're too pretty for this, Whistle. Too pretty.
Ham clenches his teeth and snarls, tears welling again.
WHY... CAN'T... I... KEEP IT TOGETHER??!!
This place has changed us all, little one... Ushyle begins to Whistle Pig, not entirely sure if he'd being comforting or not as the halfling then dissolves into more tears clutching Ham.
The half-orc watches a moment in silence, then turns away to give a respite of privacy to the pair, speaking quietly to Raen: Where to next, Raen?
Raen, too, hesitates and checks her instinct to comfort the pair. Ushyle's question catches her off-guard, and she snaps to look at him with a surprised look. Suddenly, she laughs aloud, the shrill sound filling the otherwise macabre chamber. "You are asking me? I suppose if our two hasty friends are busy..." she glances at Whistle Pig and Hamilton, "we should give them a moment. And that bump on his head looks excruciating. Vael?"
She turns to look for the dwarf, whose healing powers have grown considerably these last weeks.
"Through those doors next, I would think. We should not linger here long." She eyes the cauldron warily.
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"Stay?!?!?" WP looks at Raen with a mixture of shock are grief."We CANNOT stay here!"
WP moves quickly towards the doors. keeping his keys towards the wall not wanting to get a glimps of the cauldron and the awful things that he did...
[ooc] GM: take any other negative you see fit due to WP's emotional state[/dice]
checks the door for sounds:
Checks for traps:
unlocks door if needed and safe:
Vael nods to Raen and pulls out a wand from his backpack. After uttering a quick command word he places a healing hand on Whistle Pig.
He sees that it's not quite enough to close the wound entirely, "That'll do. The rest be a reminder fer ye."
Whistle Pig dejectedly approaches the door, and immediately backs away...
you hear a giant barking commands in a harsh voice. He clearly knows there are intruders outside the door. It sounds like an ambush...
Normally calm, Vael turns back to Whistle Pig quickly. He grabs the halfling by the shoulders and shakes him. "Damnit man, ye're a bloody hero of Trunau! We're dealin' with some of tha biggest threats our home has ever seen! I ken understand yer feelin' of malaise, but ye've got ta shake it off. Lives be at stake, and they're countin' on on ye and yer slin' bullets. We all be. So git it together!"
He then rounds on Hamilton and adds, "That goes fer you too."
Normally calm, Vael turns back to Whistle Pig quickly. He grabs the halfling by the shoulders and shakes him. "Damnit man, ye're a bloody hero of Trunau! We're dealin' with some of tha biggest threats our home has ever seen! I ken understand yer feelin' of malaise, but ye've got ta shake it off. Lives be at stake, and they're countin' on on ye and yer slin' bullets. We all be. So git it together!"
He then rounds on Hamilton and adds, "That goes fer you too."
WE'RE MAGICKED, SHAMAN! We can't just shake it off! Can that damn spirit of yours be of any help?
"I've only got what tricks-" the shaman starts, but realizes he's better off not engaging in any further arguing.
He waits for Whistle Pig to finish checking the door.
Ham breaks from Vael and draws his blade, igniting it. He strides to the double doors.
We're all going to die in here. And if I'm going to die, I'm dying my way!
Ham strides up and kicks open the doors. He screams into the room as they part open.
Hamilton kicks open the door, foiling the ambush beyond. The ranger soaks in the scene, and it's dire indeed!
Rows of barren shelves, empty weapon racks, and vacant armor stands skirt the perimeter of this chamber, lit by numerous candles. In the center of the room, a headless skeleton lies in the middle of a large oval sand pit, surrounded by several arcane symbols and strange, jagged runes etched into the sand. A large, life-sized painting of an obese man hangs on the wall at the far end of the room, its eerily realistic glare boring into the chamber.
A disgustingly fat ogre, clearly under the effects of a Mirror Image spell directs a pair of ogre females to attack!
Round 1:
Vael: Go
Hamilton: Go
Raen: Go
Whistle Pig: Go
Ogres: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Ushyle: TBD
Hamilton screams again and grows to giant size.
Activate the armor.
Vael calls upon the spirits to bolster his allies. The spirits bless them, hopefully countering some of the despair Ham and Whistle Pig are feeling
The female ogres step back just a bit in shock at Hamilton, but the fat leader urges them forward.
Vael blesses the field of battle as Whistle Pig steps up with his sling, but both bullets fail to hurt the ogre.
Round 1:
Vael: Bless
Hamilton: Big!
Raen: Go
Whistle Pig: Miss
Ogres: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Ushyle: TBD
Images: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Raen circles to the far door jamb and hurls magic into the midst of the foe.
Raen tries to quickly overwhelm the ogres:
Both guards recoil from the motes as the leader simply spits glitter onto his huge belly. Blindly they swing at Hamilton , but they nearly hit each other.
The rotund ogre grabs a wand from his belt and immediately begins weaving it through the air!
Round 1:
Vael: Bless
Hamilton: Big!
Raen: Glitter!
Whistle Pig: Miss
Ogres: ATK
Doxon: Go
Ushyle: go
Images: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Ushyle watches the wizard weave her spell and moves into the room in ta trice, quick to take advantage of the now-blinded guards.
Ushyle closes in, with nary any evidence that the enemy understood his speech.
Round 1:
Vael: Bless
Hamilton: Big!
Raen: Glitter!
Whistle Pig: Miss
Ogres: ATK
Doxon: Go
Ushyle: close
Caster: (4 Images)
Red: (Blind)
Black: (Blind)
Doxon again calls on the blessing of Torag as he rushes in through Hamilton's legs and swings Agrimmosh at the hoary ogre.
Fervor: Swift cast Divine Favor
The ogre, blinded by the spell, never sees the dwarf's Hammer coming as it strikes her in the belly, knocking the wind out of her.
Round 2:
Vael: Go
Hamilton: Go
Raen: Go
Whistle Pig: Go
Ogres: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Ushyle: TBD
Caster: (4 Images)
Red: (Blind)
Black: 17 (Blind)
Hamilton slashes out at the ogre injured by Doxon, the flaming scimitar dancing above Doxon's head.
Full Attack: and Confirm Looks like a normal hit if a hit.
Damage on hit: and respectively.
EDIT: If WP is serious and we get another +1, those attacks are 22 and 25
Whistle Pig shouts out some solid advice while his bullet hits an image and destroys it, leaving only a quartet of options.
Hamilton's first swing with the mighty blade cuts an ogre down. He swings over Doxon's head and slices deep into the other blinded guard.
Round 2:
Vael: Go
Hamilton: Kill and hit
Raen: Go
Whistle Pig: Destroy image
Ogres: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Ushyle: TBD
Caster: (3 Images)
Red: 10 (Blind)
Raen closes in on herself and gathers the threads around her, entering a trance.
Vael nods, picking up on what Raen is doing. Using a different form of magic, he begins a time-intensive chant.
Vael and Raen dig deep for some complex magic while the enemy fights on.
The blind ogre swings wildly at Hamilton , but it's nothing but air. . IT's eyes stay glazed over.
the fat ogre's wand shoots forth as a massive dire bat appears on the field of battle. It attacks Doxon immediately. , but gets only helmet.
The ogre himself also casts a spell, pointing his finger and shooting a coruscating ray at the enlarged Hamilton with his blade of fire. The ranger's strength fails him.
Round 2:
Vael: Magic
Hamilton: Kill and hit
Raen: Magic
Whistle Pig: Destroy image
Ogres: ATK
Doxon: Go
Ushyle: Go
Caster: (3 Images)
Red: 10 (Blind)
Fortitude Save!:
So... -3?
Fortitude Save!:1d20+11
So... -3?
Ushyle continues to take advantage of the blind guard, moving into a flanking position with the now-oversized Ham. The half-orc would like to study his targets, but time is not on his side in that.
With a single mighty swing, Ushyle disembowels the second ogre. The remaining gives a war cry to signal that he's not scared.
Round 2:
Vael: Magic
Hamilton: Kill and hit
Raen: Magic
Whistle Pig: Destroy image
Ogres: ATK
Doxon: Go
Ushyle: Kill
Caster: (3 Images)
The magician herself slips into the room and shines an uncomfortably bright light at the warlock's eyes.
Doxon decides to hold the bat's attention so the others can focus on the ogre.
Doxon makes quick work of the dire bat, felling it in a pair of solid blows.
Raen's elemental swings for the ogre and destroys an image. Unfortunately the ray is off target, but catches an image, leaving one real and one illusory.
Round 3:
Vael: Go
Hamilton: Go
Raen: Magic!
Whistle Pig: Go
Ogres: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Ushyle: TBD
Caster: (1 Images)
Ham shrugs off the blast of magic as best he can, closes and slashes at the nearest Fat Ogre.
Flaming Scimitar +1:
Damage on Hit:
Whistle Pig lets fly twice, on target and striking once, and then knocking away the final image.
Hamiton too scores a hit, albeit a less telling one.
Round 3:
Vael: Go
Hamilton: Hit
Raen: Magic!
Whistle Pig: Hit!
Ogres: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Ushyle: TBD
Ogre: 21
Vael completes his request to the spirits of the sky, and a eagle appears next to the ogress. It wastes no time clawing and biting at her.
The shaman then moves into the room and makes a silent call to the spirits of fortune. He instills a brief element of chance into Hamilton.
Vael's eagle harries the ogre a bit, even scoring a light hit.
Furious at the turn of events, the ogre's nails grow to claws as he wades into melee.
He ignroes the summoned creatures, and focuses on the enlarged human, "I'll eat your liver!"
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Round 3:
Vael: Fortvna fortes adivvat
Hamilton: Hit
Raen: Magic!
Whistle Pig: Hit!
Ogres: ATK
Doxon: Go
Ushyle: Go
Ogre: 22
Ushyle watches the second guard fall with satisfaction. Two down, one to go.
He moves in with alacrity, knowing he will pay a price for his movement but determined to pay it back with Milani's interest.
Once across from the elemental, he swings Milani's Thorn at the giant caster!
Ushyle draws the ogre's ire
THREAT
, and it's for naught as the greatsword falls short of the target.
Round 3:
Vael: Fortvna fortes adivvat
Hamilton: Hit
Raen: Magic!
Whistle Pig: Hit!
Ogres: ATK
Doxon: Go
Ushyle: Miss
Ogre: 22
The Righteous Protection from The Righteous Armor sucks up most of it! Current HP is 71.
3 More rounds of Embiggened Ham
Doxon hustles through Ham's legs again and closes with the ogre.
Doxon steps in and strikes hard with AGRIMMOSH, but this ogre is made of sterner stuff than most.
Round 4:
Vael: Go
Hamilton: Go
Raen: Go
Whistle Pig: Go
Ogres: TBD
Doxon: TBD
Ushyle: TBD
Ogre: 41