GM Bigrin's Giantslayer (Inactive)

Game Master bigrin42

Most likely. I just didn't put them on the map because they are noncombatants

Storn's eyes go wide as he takes in the sight of the cyclops. The grin that splits his face looks wide enough to eat both of the halflings in the party. He looks to the rest of the group.

"Not sure it's seen us, good chance for an ambush. Let's get ready and let it come to us."

"Yeah youre right there my large friend" Kipa says as he starts to look around them. "These damn things seem to have a way of working their way around us."

Hold action until either the one on the map starts to move closer OR one trys to flank us

Any thoughts of the giant not seeing you were dashed as the two fleeing men turned your direction. With an earth-shaking roar, the cyclops moved out of the trees and onto the path, greatclub swinging through the air with an audible sound.

Rolling his eyes for a moment, Kipa moves around to the side a bit so he can start to work towards flanking once the main line hits the target. "Storn, do your thing my friend

Move to HO27

Can I throw bombs directly at him, or is that heavy foliage between us blocking it?

Round 1

Quill charges up his bow, causing it crackle with holy fire. He moves to HS-29, ready to put out some giantbane with his bow, Deathwhisper.

Storn grumbles as his one attempt at a tactic fails to work as the cyclops heads towards the group. Realizing that Kipa is probably going to have a better time in the forest, Storn chants a spells as he stalks into the woods, roaring a challenge out to the cyclops.

His movements are appreciably cautious, unsure of what to expect from this new foe.

Moving to -24HS and casting ironskin, +5 to AC.

Molly holds position and moves into Snake Style-stance.

@Sander - I think he'd get cover from the vegetation

Sander quickly downs another extract and moves south, hoping to get a better angle on the cyclops.

Drink extract of barkskin, then move four squares south

Everyone moved into place, bracing themselves for the combat to come. The cyclops braked to a halt, its single eye glaring at Storn. Crackling traces of energy formed on the giant lens, then a beam of pure force flew across the spanning distance, catching both Storn and Quill in its blast.

!!! OW!!! Eye lasers!! No fair!!

Round 2

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 Reflex - (Ow. Hit points are for chumps anyway. Also, ow.)

Quill fires twice at the laserclops, calling upon the Elf That *Hunts* the World for aid.

1d20 + 8 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 8 + 2 + 3 = 25 to hit; (+giantbane,+DF)
1d8 + 9 + 2d6 + 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 9 + (3, 1) + (5) + 3 = 25 magic cold iron damage. (+giantbane,+crackle,+DF)

1d20 + 8 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 2 + 3 = 32 to hit; (+giantbane,+DF)
1d8 + 9 + 2d6 + 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 9 + (1, 2) + (6) + 3 = 29 magic cold iron damage. (+giantbane,+crackle,+DF)

"Ah. It's going to be one of those fights," Molly sighs.

The next moment, she charges southward until she has a clear view of the cyclops, and she chants her strongest evocation!

Move to HW-25 and cast Lightning bolt for 6d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 2, 6, 3, 2) = 20 electricity damage. Ref DC 17 for half.

Sander gawks as the cyclops blasts his two friends, wracking his brain -- to no avail -- to try to remember if that's normal cyclops behavior.

He moves again, getting a little closer and throws a bomb at the big brute, absorbing a touch of the potion soaked into his jacket.

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Move to HW-25
Bomb (ranged touch, -2 for range): 1d20 + 11 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 11 - 2 + 1 = 12
Damage (cold damage), plus DC 14 Fort or be staggered next round: 4d6 + 3 ⇒ (3, 4, 3, 2) + 3 = 15
Splash damage: 7 (DC 14 for half)
Miss direction: 1d8 ⇒ 6
Excluding Storn if he's in melee when he gets there, though that doesn't work if it misses. It's a 30 ft. range, though, so likely won't get anything if it misses.

!!! OW!!! Eye lasers!! No fair!!

yep, eye lasers

What type of super man stuff is this?

Thinking to himself: Great now we have to deal with this....wait..
Calling back to the others "I wonder if he can see when he does that?"

With that he continue sto line himself up to get a better angle to attack from.

Move to HO 24

That was Thor. Superman is the other company.

REflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

Storn is rocked by the ... eye laser from the giant cyclops. He staggers back to his feet, smouldering from the blast and staring at his opponent.

".... awesome."

Realizing that he's going to need to close range to avoid being blasted again, Storn draws the ludicrously huge longspear with his steel gauntlet, bringing it to bear as he rushes in on the giant, roaring his challenge.

Power Attack+Haste+Bane: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 1 + 2 = 24 Damage+Power Attack+Bane: 2d6 + 7 + 6 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (2, 4) + 7 + 6 + 2 + (2) = 23

CMW: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (2, 4) + 7 = 13

Charging the giant which is a move to HS-21, swift action to fervor up a cure moderate wounds. Burning spiritual weapon. AC is 27.

Kipa sneaks through the woods as everyone else unloads on the cyclops. The creature howls as it is pierced with arrows, blasted by lightning and bombs, and then stabbed by Storn's spear. Then the cyclops stepped forward and swept its greataxe out at Storn. The big man wasn't used to his spear yet, and failed to avoid or turn aside the blows, which tore great wounds in both his armor and his precious body. The big man crumpled to the ground, silver hand still holding fast to the spear.

I had moved to HW 25... ^^; Though better make it HV, so as not to crowd Sander.

"Yup. One of those battles," Molly sighs before she moves into the underbrush in an effort to get to Storn and use a hex on him.

Swift action: AC = 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32. Move to HS 22, using Storn for cover. Healing hex for 2d8 + 6 ⇒ (2, 3) + 6 = 11 hp.

"Storn!" Sander calls out in alarm.

He fires two more bombs at the cyclops, hoping to keep him from doing any further harm, again drawing on his coat's extract.

Inc. -2 for range and -2 for rapid shot
Bomb (ranged touch): 1d20 + 11 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 11 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 20
Damage (cold damage), plus DC 14 Fort or be staggered next round: 4d6 + 3 ⇒ (4, 6, 6, 3) + 3 = 22

Bomb (ranged touch): 1d20 + 11 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 11 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 17
Damage (cold damage), plus DC 14 Fort or be staggered next round: 4d6 + 3 ⇒ (2, 2, 2, 2) + 3 = 11

Round 3

Quill fires twice at the laserclops, hoping the beast will fall soon.

1d20 + 8 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 8 + 2 + 3 = 15 to hit; (+giantbane,+DF)
1d8 + 9 + 2d6 + 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 9 + (1, 3) + (3) + 3 = 22 magic cold iron damage. (+giantbane,+crackle,+DF)

1d20 + 8 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 2 + 3 = 16 to hit; (+giantbane,+DF)
1d8 + 9 + 2d6 + 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 9 + (1, 6) + (3) + 3 = 24 magic cold iron damage. (+giantbane,+crackle,+DF)

GAH.

Constitution Check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Storn's initial enthusiasm is completely turned to mush as he is just crushed beneath the rampage of the cyclops. He collapses to the ground, his body shattered and barely clinging to life.

Sorry I think Eye lasers I think Superman. I didnt look at the clip GM placed

Seeing STorn fall, Kipa moves at full speed to try and get in there to distract the creature.

Thinking to himself That big lug better thank me later for this....if there is a later...

"LOOK OVER HERE ONE EYE OR IS THAT ONE USELESS TOO?"
Kipa hopes to distract it long enough for the others to get STorn out of there.

Molly ran up to heal Storn, stabilizing the big man. Quill, distracted by Storn falling down on the job again, missed with both of his arrows, as did Kipa. Fortunately for all of you, Sander did not. A cascade of frost burst over the giant as both of Sander's bombs landed square. The cyclops keeled over, one of its arms, completely frozen, shattering as the giant hit the ground and was still.

Combat over!

The running villagers turned as they heard the giant fall. Cautiously they moved back to you and one of them spoke. "We're sorry about your friend, but there is another group of giants just that way. They've got a chain with a half dozen or more villagers on it, and they are taking them to the mountains as food or slaves, or worse!"

"Oh no. Don't worry, we'll save them!" Sander replies. "Molly, wake Storn up; we need to hurry!"

He looks around as he waits while Storn is sorted out.

"I have a couple extracts that should let someone fly for a brief time," Sander adds. "I was going to use one, but is anyone else interested?"

Extract of fly on the table if anyone wants it.

"How many giants do you think there are?" Sander asks, brain racing. "And are they normal giants, or more laser cyclops?"

"I'm doing my best," Molly says as she casts a healing spell on Storn. "He'll have to do some of the work himself once he wakes up."

Cure moderate wounds for 2d8 + 6 ⇒ (2, 1) + 6 = 9. *bleep*

"Eesh, I'm going to give it all I've got left," Molly complains as she fires off two more spells. "But after this, the rest of you are going to have to settle for one healing hex each - and I won't be able to mend Storn at all."

Cure light wounds 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6 and 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6. Seriously, dice roller? Is it me you hate, or Storn?

Ooooh, Quill would fly! Might be able to catch sight of the baddies more easily.

Quill cracks open one of the wands of CLW that the group bought and uses it on himself.

1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 healing
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 healing
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 healing
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9 healing
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 healing

45/50 left on this one that Quill will track.

After that, Quill is ready to move on.

We have wands; I assumed we'd use those

Storn wakes up, much as he falls asleep, screaming. "BWAAAH...huh? Uh... oof."

He groans, rolling noisily onto his stomach, his armour clanking all the while. Grabbing his wand, he curls up around it, jamming it into a broken rib until it pops back into place.

CLW: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (8, 4, 6) + 3 = 21

Storn blearly gets to his feet. "Well... that was fun." He loots the body. He sees the villagers running away. "more giants, right? Let's find more giants."

Okay, that has me back at full.

So the dice roller just hated me, then... -.-

Sander hands Quill one of the extracts, warning him it will only last a few minutes.

He downs the other one once everyone is ready and flies up a ways, hoping to catch sight of the super tall folk before rejoining his companions close to the ground.

Quill flying.... Peter Pan is in my head

Rolling his eyes at his large friend "There's the Storn we all know. Welcome back to the standing world. "

Kipa starts to try and keep up as best as he can with the flying group so that tehy can be ready when more info comes their way.

"Hey Molly. How are you doing with your powers for the day? Close to your limit or will you be good for a big fight?"

"Still got a fair few spells left: a lightning bolt, summon monster two and three, two inflict moderate wounds, an enlarge person and a burning hands.
When we see the giants, it might be best if I stealth about a bit until I can line up a good number of 'em for that bolt, then bring in reinforcements.
I can still give everyone except Storn a healing hex, I can give our enemies the evil eye, if we meet any animals I can talk to 'em, and I can fly a bit as well.
Mind you, I'll save that last one for when I really need it. Not keen on becoming a pincushion. How about you? What've you got?"

Patting his blades "I have Heartstring and Bloodthread here. I will try and work my way around to make sure I can get a good angle on them to do what I do best... make them bleed. Storn, how are you looking?"

If I can get a sneak attack on a target, it suffers a -2 AC vs the rest of the party and a -4 vs me. It also suffers bleed damage every turn.

Probably too late for this encounter, but with those bonuses, let's remember to get you flying. That mobility is big for you. (If it's not too late, GM, I'd rather Kipa be flying than me.

Storn grunts, nodding to Molly. "We need to move giants into us rather than the other way around, I'm going to get killed at this rate and I have work to do for Gorum. Bring them in, yhou do your oogly-boogly stuff, and Kipa and I can surround and take them down. Also some oogly-boogly stuff may stop me from getting smashed with a f@!!ing club again."

Not too late, as I haven't even read the new posts yet ;)

Quill and Kipa fly ahead, looking for the giants that the villagers had mentioned. The trail was easy enough to follow, and their flight made things quick and easy. After about five minutes, you catch sight of the giants ahead, nearly two miles beyond where you left your companions. Instead of more cyclopians, what you find is a quartet of ogres, large ones, pulling along a chain of humans.

At this point your flight is almost spent. You can make it about halfway back to the rest of the group, before you have to land and hoof it. Or, you can try and get closer to the ogres, which require a stealth check.

How much time is left on the fly? Quill may decide to air bomb the ogres to death. A minute left, you’d say? How far away are we? With distance penalties, I think we can get pretty close without being seen.

Quill readies his bow and looks at Kipa, wondering what could possibly go wrong.

You are about a half mile from the ogres with about 2 minutes left on the fly. Moving at 120' per round, you could just about close the distance.

"You could wear that armor," Sander suggests to Storn. "That might get them to come to you."

Giving Quill a knowing look "Once more into the depths of battle we go my friend." Kipa draws his two blades.

Based on the description, Kipa, it's probably better if we return to the party.

Quill pauses and looks at Kipa.

"Kipa, you keep an eye on them, I'll go back and get the rest. We'll catch up soon..." Quill spins on this airy heels to return to the party. When he arrives, he will explain what he saw and give directions on how to catch the ogre train.

Storn grumbles as he looks at Kipa. "You're probably right you know. The half-plate is better all round, but anything that gives me an up on those damn beasts. I can't stand toe to toe so need to think smarter."

While Kipa and Quill scout, Storn switches into the Giant's Nail Scale Mail, lovingly packing up his spiked half plate. He looks down at the disgusting green armour. "Hrmph, this is not iron and I'm going to have to do penance for this, but let's give it a try."

+1 half-plate gives an AC of 9 while +2 scale mail gives an AC of 7, but with the anti-giant properties. But it's not like they're gonna miss a single swing anyways.

Quill made it about halfway back to the others before he felt the flight spell wearing off. He landed easily, then took off at a jog back to the group. Once there, he saw Storn stripping off his plate to don the giant nail scale armor. The armor, well fit for a dwarf of Nargrym's stature, was a bit tight on the large human.

It was another hour or more before you caught up to Kipa, the last half mile or so going slowly because of the need to be quiet. Finally, Quill spotted Kipa's sign and you made your way over to the halfling. By this time, the sun was getting low in the sky. Kipa explained that the ogres were tiring, and had decided to stop for the day. They had made camp in a small clearing, with a fire and everything. He had not yet tried to get close enough to hear what they were saying, or see the details. Kipa did confirm that there were 6 humans connected by a chain, five men and a woman.

"I'm SANDER! We don't all look alike," Sander protests. "We're not humans!"

He looks with distaste at the new armor.

"I have an extract that might help, but I didn't make any of them today," he says.

Can give Storn extracts of cat's grace and barkskin to up his AC a bit if he keeps the new armor ... but not today.

Edited below, as DM Bigrin ninja'd me (also
"We should probably attack now, since they'll be able to see in the dark better than most of us, I think," he notes. "Maybe we should try to free the prisoners? I have something that could make you invisible, Kipa, and you could sneak in and unlock them so they can run away when we attack... "

If agreed, will use alchemical allocation extract and invisibility on him. Could also use that on Storn, but I think Kipa's a better plan. Also sets him up for sneak attack and flanking right off the bat.

Lol@Sander.

Quill explains the situation as he sees it and intends to sneak closer so that he can get off some volleys from the dark into an ogre back or two.

Quill will sneak to the right, waiting for his chance to fire. He thinks killing the ogres is more important freeing the slaves at this point. He can shoot over 100’, so doesn’t feel the need to get too close.

Stealth rolls, then, please