As they come up the path, the ettin heads seem to talk to each other. "I'm gonna roast whoever it is and eat them!"
"We have to keep the heads to show the army leaders that we are worthy, though."
"Ok, ok. I won't eat the heads. But sometimes that's the best parts!"
"Will you calm down? It's my stomache too, ya know."
"Maybe we'll just eat one head. each..."
The bear growls low and deep as it sees you up ahead.
With a bit of a smile the seven versions of Somer rush off with the others. As he moves he decides to forgo the an attack and whispers a spell. Immediately a cloud of glitter burst forward hitting both the giant and the bear.
The bear charges forward in all his glittering, but the ettin gets a little confused at suddenly being blinded.
The ettin stumbles forward, but clearly the blindness has taken some of the wind from its sails.
The partial success of the spell brings a smile to Somer's lips has he adds some flame too his bow, whispers a spell, and lets two arrows fly at the blind giant.
Normal Spell Combat / Point Blank
Balmir focuses on the giant. He swings his hammer with as much strength as he can muster.
Tam conjures a swirling mass of shadow and hurls it at the bear!
Derrik quick steps back from the bear and drives his spear into the Ettin.
With the coordinated assault , the ettin falls unconscious and bleeding profusely.
The bear is blinded, injured and angry, so doesn't seem to even understand the predicament yet.
It attacks Balmir, but really had little chance of hurting the dwarf.
With the giant down, Balmir turns his attention to the blinded bear. "Derrik, let me get on this side of it. We can flank it." He steps to the side then lays into it with his hammer.
Tam figures that the warriors will make short work of the bear, so why waste powerful magic? He lobs a simple bolt of sizzling acid.
... but misses. He shrugs. Doesn't really matter.
With the giant down Somer almost feels bad for the bear. It must be put down but hopefully i will be quick. He calls forth a small amount of ice on his flaming arrows and fires.
Derrik steps back but still keeps Mouser directly across from him so to keep the bear distracted.
The bear goes down hard and heavy under the weight of the coordinated and brutal attacks.
Checking what little the giant seems to have to his name, you find only one small item of interest to you: a ring. This ring is crafted of hardened leather strips, into which bits of fur, feathers, bone, and ivory have been woven. A quick check does reveal it is magical.
"Are there anymore? Does anyone need wounds tended too?' Derrik says keeping his long spear at the ready
When the bear falls Somer stands beside it and speaks to the corpse.
"Sorry we had to do that. You were misused by this giant, it was not your fault."
He takes a moment to check his bow and make sure he is ready for whatever comes next.
"I'd bet my next meal that this ring is magical. Can one of you figure it out?" Balmir scratches his head behind his ear. "I heard voices arguing earlier. I doubt this thing was arguing with the bear. There's probably more."
"Yeah, I can check out the ring once we get somewhere a bit more secure and I have some time," says Tam. "C'mon. If you heard more voices, Balmir, let's find 'em."
Suddenly, you see death coming from above! Horns jut from this muscular dragon’s beaked head, and spikes cover the dragon’s hide even in places on its winged arms. It swoops down on you.
"Mouser can you scout a head?"
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Looking up Somer gasps "Dragon?" but still smiles a little.
Quick as lightning his arrows fly when the dragon hits 30ft. The arrows again are covered in a dark gloom that he thinks might be fun against a flying creature.
+Blind 1 DC17 Reflex
Somer doesn't recognize the creature (knowledge check too low), but it sure looks like a dragon. While his mind stays focused, his muscles fail to obey and his arrows both go astray.
The beast swoops in and pounces on the Somers (recall mirror image still in effect).
This one is hungry - the sound of the previous battle drew it to you. Mouser and Tam looked too small to satisfy, and Balmir and Derrik too well armored. Many Somers, however, appear (as yet) to be the most tasty and satisfying! The good news is that despite having flyby, he ran out of move right where you all can get him! Don't expect this to happen often, though...
Luckily, Somer survives unscathed, losing two of his extra images and seeing the look on the drakes face as his hunger goes unsatiated.
Balmir raises his arm to shield the sunlight as the shadow of a flying creature crosses the ground.
Somer, and all of his images, fall to the ground.
Somer curses loudly as all his arrows miss and he is slammed hard to the ground after taking damage from the tail.
Standing while moving backwards he tries to get up without being struck again. Either way he uses his arcane powers to cast gloombolts on his arrows again.
+Blind 1 DC17 Reflex
Derrik moves 10' to the west, having to make enough space so that he can bring his long spear to bear.
The drake sees Somer(s) try to stand, and swipes again with his tail. Another mirror image bites the dust, but Somer is unscathed and steps back 5'. Casting his spell (also provokes, but in this case, the Drake doesn't have combat reflexes), the elf let's an arrow fly, delivering the spell.
Derrik gets into position without opening himself up, thanks to Somer providing distraction. Unfortunately, though, his spear glances off the creature's hide.
The drake, disappointed with the resistance, takes another tactic. Biting again at Somer (removing another image), it then flies off about 50' away and 20' above the ground.
You are correct, sorry about that. Standing up rules always mess me up.
As the lizard flies off to get some distance Somer is very glad he has cast mirror image as it has probably saved his life at this point. Still he moves to get some protection under the trees before casting glitterdust (DC 16).
Balmir raises agrimmosh towards the drake and shakes his fist. With an angry snarl he shouts up at the creature. "Come face the brute force of my anger, if you dare."
Tam waves idly at the drake and seems to tug at its shadow remotely.
As the Creature takes off Derrik sees an opening and stabs at the Drake.
"I cannot stab it from here, We will have to retreat or it will breathe on us?" Derrik says as he moves into the woods.
Derrik manages to cut the beast's leg as it flies off.
Mouser hides while Balmir tries to bully the beast. Unfortunately, the drake is already too far off to make an impact. It is not too far, though, for Somer and Tamxander to cause it some issues.
The drake's shadow catches on a tree and holds it firmly in place, hovering 20' off the ground, now all shimmery and blinded.
Feeling a bit of panic, the drake tries desperately to fly off.
Seeing the lizard blinded and stuck Somer casts a spell and takes a deep breath. He slowly lets out the breath releasing his arrows at the bottom of the breath before launching a second after it.
Spell Combat / Bullseye Shot - cant move
Balmir huffs in exasperation. "Come back here!" He moves towards the creature as it hovers above a tree. Once he's close enough, he again shakes his hammer at the creature. "Behold your doom!"
Tamxander, ever pragmatic, brings out his crossbow, ratchets it, and draws a bead on the beast.
Derrik readies his spear that if the Drake comes into reach he will stab it. "Could we just let it flee?"
Somer plants an arrow in the drake, and watches satisfactorly as it explodes into a snowball. The creature does not seem intimidated, despite it's circumstances.
It turns to where it hears Balmir's voice, and streams a caustic gas pour from its maw, covering both Balmir and Mouser..
Ka-chunk goes Tam's little crossbow as he fires and then reloads.
"What is it going to take to kill you lizard? More arrows I guess."
There is definate frustration in Somers voice. He has spent a lot of resources on this one thing.
Spell Combat / Bullseye Shot - cant move
Even blinded, the creature simply has a tough hide, and so neither Tamxander's nor Somer's missiles hit it.
"Dismiss your hold on it and let it flee, we don't need to waste resources on this creature that we have wounded. It could come back but we will be ready." Derrik stays his spear still at the ready.
Balmir closes his eyes and grimaces as the caustic gas washes over him. Suddenly he feels like he can only move at half speed. "What Derrik? You want us to let this creature go? Monsters like this should be killed on sight!" Balmir slowly slides his hammer back into its belt loop.
Since the shadow anchor keeps it form coming bask as well as escaping, all the drake seems to be able to do is to continue to attempt the escape.
"Excellent spell Tam! Nice to not get hit like that again."
As Somer speaks he draws his arrows and whispers yet another, this time small, spell.
[dice= Ray of Frost] 1d3 [/dcie]
"I agree so it cannot menace others but we may waste lots of resources killing this single creature." Derrik says