The stone giants are completely taken by surprise, findeing themselves blinded and damaged from many sources and multiple directions!
They attempt to retaliate against Balmir and Mouser. Being blinded, the red one fails to come close to penetrating Balmir's defenses. Green, however, simply gets lucky and slams Mouser hard with his greatclub.
As he moves Somer quickly enchants his bow to add a little acid damage before whispering a spell that wreaths his arrows in snow and firing at the giant near Mouser.
"You ok Mouser?"
"Ha! This is the way to fight giants!" Balmir grins grimly and swings at the one in front of him again.
Balmir takes advantage of the disabled giant and slams Agrimmost into its chest, dropping him to the ground, unconscious.
Toboyn moves forward, keeping an eye on the action and scanning the area above him and beyond the giants. This seems almost too easy ...
No crit, but 2 good hits is enough to fell the large giant. It crashes to the ground with a resounding thud.
These giants have little of value, but one of them is wearing a xorn robe.
This brown and gray robe is always dirty, and the chest and the back of each shoulder is decorated with a gem-like eye pattern.
The wearer gains a +5 bonus on Perception checks, and can use earth glide to pass through up to 20 feet of natural or worked stone per day. The distance traveled with earth glide does not need to be consecutive, but it must be used in 5-foot increments. The wearer is able to safely chew, swallow, digest, and derive nutrition from gems, precious metals, and metallic ore, with 100 gp worth of these materials sustaining him for 1 full day. If the wearer removes the robe after such a meal, he is sickened until 24 hours have passed since the last meal of this kind. Wearing the robe again immediately negates this penalty.
This area is all now sort of marshy - headed for T or R?
The ground grows soft and muddy in this branch of the valley; initially dotted with small pools of mucky water, it transforms into a murky, fetid-smelling bog after a few hundred yards. Only a few patches of solid earth poke from the ominous, glassy black water, held together by knotted clumps of sedge grass and wild rye. Deep within the swamp, an unusual arrangement of curiously shaped, lichen-encrusted boulders juts from the waters, forming a widely spaced pattern that appears deliberate.
"Mouser; you seem a little worse for the wear; do you need healing?"
Balmir scowls in the direction of the rocks. "Wonder what that is." He searches the ground around him and finds a small rock then tosses it at one of the boulders.
It sounds like a rock hitting a rock.
Somer stares out at the rocks and shrugs when Balmir's throw lands.
"Well it didn't move. I could try shooting an arrow at it..."
He shrugs and lets an arrow fly at one of the rocks, not expecting much.
The arrow likewise just ricochets off.
Mouser gets closer, and rubs a bit of the lichen off. It appears to be a gravestone for some giant you have never heard of.
Looking around, it appears this must have been a graveyard, now overrun by swamp.
Suddenly, Mouser hears something in the water nearby.
Toboyn fishes around in his pack to retrieve a wand, but takes no other action.
"See anything Mouser?" Balmir waits to hear from the slight rogue.
Mouser is able to alert everyone to trouble, as he spots 4 hulking shapes in the water. They rise to attack.
Balmir growls in disgust. "Let me at them." He moves towards the closest one, drawing Agrimmosh as he strides.
Well that was unexpected ...
"Ah, water giants of some kind, eh?" says Tam. He wiggles his nose and causes Mouser to vanish.
Mouser disappears, although he was not apparently noticed in any case.
Purple quickly swims up to Tamxander and launches an attack.
Green swipes at Balmir, but being blinded simply makes it impossible.
The other two move forward very cautiously.
Seeing that Tamxander is under pressure from a much larger foe Somer decides that is the most pressing issue. First he uses some arcane energies to add a cohesive effect to his arrows. Once done he starts to whisper a spell that will wreath his arrows in scorching heat.
Balmir simply leans to the side to miss the giant's swing then he retaliates with a powerful swing of his hammer.
Tam attempts to vanish defensively but manages to botch the spell.
Toboyn, finding himself a little closer to the action than he'd like, steps back a bit. From his outstretched hand leaps a ray of Searing Light, which deflects off into the bushes, illuminating them harshly and doing, presumably, a great deal of damage to the leaf-hoppers in those shrubs.
Shaking the temporary blindness, all of these trolls now look hurt and pissed.
Purple attacks Tamxander again, this time with claws and maw. It grabs Tam with both claws and tries to tear him apart, although he doesn't manage to get the little illusionist into his mouth.
Red turns on Mouser, planning to do the same, but unfortunately his previous wound still has him a bit disoriented. That couples with the halflings nimble moves leaves the troll only grabbing air.
Green steps back and launches a similar attack on Balmir, with similar results.
Finally, yellow steps up to also try to grab the little halfling, but he is just too slippery.
Toboyn steps close enough to include Balmir in his sphere of influence, and Channels Positive Energy (Selectively) to his wounded friends.
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Tam manages to cast a spell while pulling away from the scrag's claws, and he disappears.
"Hey big ugly, I think I'm the one you want not that little one. He wont even be a snack."
Somer yells as he readies and launches two more arrows this time covered in snow.
As the giant in front of him moves back, Balmir steps up to keep the gap between them narrow. He then swings the magical hammer at the giant. The first swing goes wide and he takes a more cautious second swing.
Somer's first arrow hits, and it packs a wallop! Purple drops.
Balmir swings and crushes his opponenet's legs, dropping Green into the swamp.
Tam disappears from view as healing energy from Toboyn mends some wounds.
Yellow steps forward and tries to destroy the dangerous halfling. Despite the advantage due to the mouser climbing, he still misses on all accounts.
With one giant down, Balmir steps towards the closest one and swings his hammer.
"Halt!", calls Toboyn to Yellow while taking a step forward.