Zobmaggle jumps off the chair and starts to leave. "Zobmaggle now searching for goblin friends." and as soon as he feels safe to do so he starts running.
Once the little goblin is out of earshot, Kendra confides in her friends. "I think the dead man he found on the bridge was a Necromancer." She stands up straight and looks around the room at the whole party.
"So what are we doing now, that this Zobmaggle is gone?" Jominda asks while searching for a crack or knothole in the backdoor of the gate house. "Are we going to do something about that remaining troll and its pet?"
"Yes." Jominda says simply. "We will smack it hard, and its dog, and then we will see what we can do about the Golem Dog." Kendra says.
"Harrold, could you hand me that staff over there? The one with the hooks of... mountain goat over it?"
"I'm a little low on bombs. Are we going to open the door, so Herm can beat it up with his hammer? What worked well for the troll pets in front of the gate." Jominda asks.
Herm moves into Position to be ready to attack the troll.
"Burn it quickly" Herm yells as he smashes the troll.
"Sure thing." Harrold says gingerly removing meat from the staff before handing it over
"Okaaay." Jominda replies and opens the door.
While Harrold taks down the meat and hands Kendra the staff, Jominda opens the door for Herm and hell breaks loose.
The Troll is hit by the hammer and then the bomb, but it starts clawing and biting at Herm immediately.
Also the hound presses through the second wing of the door biting at him too.
But they don't manage to do anything against the upright pally.
Kendra throws in her two cents, throwing acid globes at the Troll
Herm swings his mighty hammer again at the Troll.
"I cannot let you or your foul hound flee as we allowed the Goblin, you will cause to much wanton destruction and carnage."
The troll is hit hard again by Herm's hammer once and Kendra adds the drop that leaves the troll staggered.
Jominda steps back and throws another explosive bomb at the dog, leaving out Herm in the explosion. "I only got one left. They better die quickly." she tells as she holds the last vial in hand.
The troll is caught in the explosion and keels over. The now burning trollhound angrily jumps at Jominda for setting him aflame.
"I don't think so dog!" Herm says as he swings his hammer
The hounds face is planted into the ground. And it doesn't get up again. The smoldering remains of the hound and troll lie in the door polluting the air.
"Aaaaaaah!" Jominda lets out a shrill shriek as the ugly creature jumps at her. "Thank you." she tells Herm relieved, as the creature is stopped.
As all troll related creatures are dead the gatehouse becomes peaceful again.
"Now that this is over, shall we make ourselves comfortable for the night? I don't think we're going anywhere else right now and I could use some rest." Jominda asks.
"There is the dog on the bridge as well but if you need to sleep right now be my guest." Herm looks up at the sky from the tower then at the dog on the bridge.
"Leaving the dog there we know that nothing will be crossing that bridge to get to us." Harrold replies
"I have but one bomb left. And from the experience we got with the golem dog at the chymic works I'd say that is a dangerous thing. But if you feel like you're up to bring it down without my support, you're welcome." Jominda replies. "But before I'm comfortable with sleeping here there is a lot of stinking stuff that has to go. And to not get more unwanted visitors we should fix the door."
Jominda searches for something that will work as a broom and starts shoving garbage out of the back door and into the river.
"And considering Thomas was of the same type as that dog, I think they may actually be allies. Perhaps Thomas will come and visit us here before the morning, and then we will all be able to get past the dog without having to fight." Jominda adds.
"And it doesn't seem like the dog feels the need to come here - even the Troll on this side of the bridge was safe. We need not worry about any threats coming from that direction, I think."
Kendra looks at the ruined door with a frown on her face. Slowly she begins speaking "I'll have to warn you though, Jominda." She turns around to look at the woman. "I can't make any more sandwiches here in the gatehouse."
A sly smile plays around her lips.
"Oh, no! We're all going to die!" Jominda jokes. while pushing more stuff over te edge, she notices something. Holding up a stained and ragged
gray tunic with blue trim she asks "What's that for?"
Herm looks around the area before setting his stuff down by the spiral stairs up.
"I will camp by the stairs that way if something does come I will be at it first. I will need someone to help me out of my armor though. It is tiring to wear during the day and horrid to sleep in."
"Where do you have the can opener?" Jominda asks before pausing her clean up and approaches Herm to help him out of the armor.
Kendra looks over the tunic. "Possibly a uniform for a guard here. It surprises me there would be one in this size."
She turns back to the door for a moment before picking up her spellbook. "I believe I might have a way to fix the door. At least partially."
Leafing through her book, she stops at a page fairly at the beginning, and studies it for a minute, before putting the book away again.
She then begins intoning a spell, moving her hands in a flowing pattern over the destroyed door, including pieces that lie nearby, dislodged from the main part.
Jominda finishes unpacking Herm and goes ack to cleaning up. Putting the robe on a nail she continues to push garbage into the river with her makeshift cleaning device. "What are we going to eat, if we run out of delicious sandwiches? Are we down to trail rations already?"
"I have some hard tack, worse than your trail rations but more balanced in flavour for a single item." Herm jokes.
"Let us hope we don't have to resort to that. Maybe some of that meat is edible?" Jominda suggests.
Once she is done cleaning out the bulk of the garbage she asks Kendra "Could you magic away that smear on the floor? I don't have the right tools for that."
After everything is kind of clean all lie down in this room. It is not too comfortable, but it is dry and warm. And with the door fixed and closed it is also safe. Besides some rats that are drawn there by the meat nothing happens that night.
As the new day dawns everything looks peaceful. Only the barricade on the bridge reminds of the siege on the house.
Herm awakens, he don's his armor with the help of Jominda again checking his gear.
"Inheritor grant me your blessing this day to help us find our friend and vanquish any evil that may be with in this place."
57/57
Spells: Bless, Knights Calling
Sun Rod x 5
Kendra leafs through her book for 10 minutes, looking up various spells, as Herm gets into his gear.
"Jominda, remember that uniform you found yesterday?" she asks, and as people turn to her she looks to be wearing a similar one, over a long grey skirt, and with a silly smile pasted on her face.
"I don't think grey is your color." Jominda tells.
"Don't like it?" Kendra asks. Instantly the outfit disappears, and her usual brown and green dress appears.
"Maybe it's me not being used to see you in such a uniform. But I think that grey doesn't really match your skin complexion and hair color. But it's a nice trick what you did there." Jominda replies.
"Are you ladies ready?" Herm asks as he heads down the stairs.
"Depends. Ready for what? I had no sandwich yet, so I'm not completely ready anyway." Jominda asks. Then she sits down and gets out her formula book and some other stuff to prepare her potions and bombs for the day.
"I'm afraid this is as ready as we'll be then." Kendra admits.
After packing up her stuff and distributing the vials in the pockets of her dress Jominda gets up. "Then this will be a quest for new sandwiches!" Her stomach agrees with a growl.
"So what are we going to do with this dog?"
Kendra shrugs. "Yell loudly and hope Thomas hears us?"
She looks at Herm
"Unless we can subdue it without killing it."
"If it is a similar beast as back at the warehouse I don't know if we can subdue it or not." Herm readies his hammer and steps on the the first part of the bridge over.
We should see what the other end of the bridge is like. Perhaps we can run past it.
On the other side of the bridge stands a house. The arched bridge ends at a small cobbled terrace with a curious-looking iron door depicting a scowling sun being devoured by ravenous clouds. To the left, two hundred feet below, a huge waterfall plummets into the depths.
The bridge is 10 foot wide and has no rail.
The dog just stands grim on the highest point of the arched bridge.
Kendra ponders out loud. "Perhaps we can push it in the river."
"Great idea. Who is going to volunteer for that?" Jominda asks looking around.
Kendra looks at Herm. "Think you can knock it over the edge with your hammer, Herm?"