Grumbling about the noise and the dirty, unrelenting forest not being nice enough for a tired group of rescuers trying to get some sleep, the dwarf stomps over toward Anzath; while, drinking a Barkskin Extract.
Aurora grumbles as she is jolted awake, then rolls over onto her side to start pawing for her shield and securing it onto her arm. "Make sure Nico stays safe!" she calls out to the others.
Lolly rolls up from his dream, rubs his eyes, hefts his sword, and follows Bedlam. "Whatcha drinkin'?"
Adelie does the same, barking (literally) an order to Mone to follow (barking an order isn't as harsh in this context as usual).
Ippolit snaps to consciousness. He knows he's worth more to the party alive than dead, and knows there's no time to get properly equipped--he kicks Gelver awake and says, "No time for armor, pal, grab your bow and no screaming."
He takes his own advice and advantage of the illumination of the troll, loosing an arrow after Anzath's futile fusillade. His shoulders tense as his huge strength allows him to pull a bow he's bought off a riverboat sailor:
He curses under his breath and almost grabs for his guisarme... but instead he pulls another arrow.
The massive troll shrugs off the party's arrows and drinks a potion of...
She calls in Giant, "Ba fumane, bashanyana"
Two more trolls emerge into the light. The contrast between them and the leader becomes clear--she's bigger and heavily armored in animal hides.
The dwarf just grins at Lolly, as he downs his Mutagen. The gruff dwarf swells and becomes more beastial!
Just be sum ov me 'ome made recipes!
Stumping excitedly toward the trolls, He takes out his heavy pick and grins at the trolls!
Hey, you be sum stink'n piss poor giants ta me!
Anzath orders Ippolit to stand guard of Aurora and Trag, drops her useless bow and rushes toward the trolls, purple and gold light flashing as she charges forward.
As Lolygert get's his bearing, he sees the large shapes of the trolls emerge from the forest, "Ya done spoilt a pretty nice dream! " he shouts, getting angrier with each step.
He sees Bedlam drink is concoction and swell and grow, and shouts "Great idea, Bed!" . He reaches into his bandolier and pull out a potion of Enlarge person, downing it in one gulp.
Talathel rushes forward, ready to strike at the nearest troll!
Aurora grabs her mace and stands up. She'll get there... eventually.
Tragershen rises to his feet, holding the sunrod aloft for all to see by. When he makes out the trolls coming out at them, he reacts with a spell.
The lead troll leaps clear of the pit.
Anzath sizes up her opponents as she dashes left towards one of the henchtrolls: they appear to be the literal bog-standard troll, except that the leader is wearing armor and a potion bandolier. That's a little odd. Talathel understands roughly the same.
Anz attempts to dart under the troll's guard:
...but its teeth dig into her shoulder. The shock throws her aim off just enough to miss the brute.
Talathel heads to the right-side troll, where his spear is more fortunate, and his reach allows him to fight from relative safety. He wounds the monster.
Ippolit tells Gelver, Easy, mate. Use the bow. He pulls his bow taut, breathes out, and looses a shaft:
His arrow clatters harmlessly off of the lead troll's armor.
Gelver, in nothing but his sleeping loincloth grabs his tower shield and draws his sword, and then he shrieks a shriek to wake the dead. Well, you hope it's not quite that loud. He ignores Ippolit and rushes towards the fight (he's about level with Bedlam and Lolly).
The lead troll downs another potion.
The henchtrolls unload on our heroes:
vs. Anz
vs. Tal
Anzath's troll deals a swift double-whammy of awful.
Talathel's uses the elven warrior's momentum to take a successful shot with its teeth, but Tal slaps aside its claws.
Adelie shoots a Burst of Radiance at the lead troll:
The troll boss dodges this spell, too. But she can't completely avoid it--she's dazzled, and she takes 9 damage. THEN she drinks that second potion, chill as hecks.
Mone rolls over and up and towards combat!
Lolyger's long, speedy legs brings him within spitting distance of the big, she-troll. With a bellow of rage , he slashes with his great big sword!
Bedlam frowns as the faster barbarian begins leaving him in the dust!
Da big un be mine!
The dwarf moves 20' and then tosses a TangleFoot bomb at the Big One!
Anzath retaliates, faking a blow with her golden blade to strike true with the purple one.
Wincing at the troll bite, Talathel recentres himself, and returns with darting strikes of his own!
Holding the sunrod high, Tragershen takes in the situation coldly. Trolls. Well, the obvious answer is... He begins casting.
Aurora casts Shield of Faith on herself for a little something extra against the trolls, then starts trudging on towards the battle.
Bedlam's bomb arcs gracefully over bigLolz, blowing up all over the lead troll. She tries to avoid the worst of it:
...she succeeds, remaining unentangled. She also seems mostly unscathed.
Lolly's momentum hurls him into combat with the wily warrior-troll. His mighty blade cleaves through her guard and her armor, but her magically toughened hide turns aside the furious blade.
For all their bluster, neither Bedlam nor Lolly seems to have slowed down the leader.
Anzath tries to razzle-dazzle her opponent...
Her gambit succeeds, and she's rewarded with the solid, but somehow squishy feeling of a palpable hit on the monster.
Talathel likewise makes some headway against his opponent, stabbing it twice in quick succession.
Adelie yawns and starts trotting towards the battle. Edit: From a reasonable distance, he begins casting Summon Nature's Ally.
Mone, in contrast, is a silver flash in the sunrod's glare! They say that if you put a dog between two equally full bowls of food, it will starve to death. Mone's a wolf, and she makes a decision:
She decides to assist Talathel.
The troll bites as she sneaks in under its reach:
Mone attempts to return the favor, going for the ankles:
...but the troll still has her tail in his mouth, so as she lunges, she's jerked backwards just enough to miss her shot.
Ippolit turns his arrows to support his patron, Anzath:
He mutters a quick prayer of thanks to Lady Luck as his arrow strikes home.
Gelver, nearly nude behind his mighty shield, shrieks as he lifts it over his head and madly rushes towards the combat:
He charges Anzath's troll, coming under attack much like Mone had:
...the troll's teeth hurl the madman to the brink of unconsciousness, but he hangs on and counterattacks:
Even as the troll's teeth threaten to cave in his ribs, he hacks at its exposed throat! A gush of green troll blood flows from the critical hit.
The trolls begin to do the troll thing: each regenerates its wounds.
Then the other troll thing: each unleashes a full attack on its antagonists!
The leader, still blinking from Adelie's sparkling attack, grins at Lolly, then attempts to use the grin to slay the barbarian-priest:
...Lolly takes a staggering flurry of expertly aimed slashes--first a bite, then a left hook (literally), followed by a claw-studded haymaker of a smash to the face.
The troll never stops grinning. But it seems to have something stuck in its teeth, now.
Her associates get in on the action:
Anzath takes a bite, Mone takes a claw (6 and 9 damage, respectively)
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Bedlam roars in absolute delight, positioning himself in a Flank with Lolly.
Dis be fer yer knees!
Adelie doesn’t know what Tragershen is casting, but he knows enough that he also decides to summon small fire elementals.
He also silently instructs Mone to distance herself from the trolls.
Having tested the troll for weaknesses, Anzath tries to put it down.
Talathel tries to reposition, to strike at the weakest troll he can!
"Focus on one troll at a time if you can!", he calls out as he stabs away!
Talathel's very reasonable suggestion fails to penetrate Lolygert's yells of pain and rage...
"Ng...RAH!...Shesh!....Grrr!" he grunts at the big girl-troll, swinging his sword with all of his might...
Tragershen finishes his spell, and two small fire elementals flicker into existence. They dart forward, attacking the two closest trolls.
First elemental , damage + burn.
Second elemental , damage + burn.
Seeing that one troll is more formidable than the others, Tragershen tries to slip it up to make in vulnerable to the warriors around it.
Casting grease on the ground beneath Lolly's troll. DC 15 reflex save or falls.
The troll leader's knees leap over Bedlam's pick. She grins.
But Lolly's slash isn't quite so funny--the bloodied warrior gives back some damage, finally getting through the troll leader's defenses.
Talathel abandons his-and-Mone's troll, shifting carefully away in order to take a poke or two at the big leader. The lore warden notices an open flank, and takes his chance--one of his thrusts finds a gap.
Kritfisher flares and flashes in violet violence, wreaking wicked wounds on Anzath's faltering foe.
Tragershen's elementals choose targets:
The first elemental joins Anzath just in time to turn her troll's faltering into terror: it misses its AOO, and it burns!
The troll leader leans over and uses her mouth to snuff the elemental back into the Plane of Fire before it can even approach her... but her long white hair bursts into flames!
Then, she contends with the magical grease beneath her feet:
She keeps her footing.
Mone, recognizing that Adelie's commands put her in a tactical bind (the troll's reach means she can't withdraw without an AOO), takes a 5 ft step back and enters Total Defense (+4 AC).
Aurora moves up again and utters a prayer, a flash of thready white energy flowing out towards her allies.
Bedlam grins back.
Me be just warming up! Me be dead twice, so me aim be off!
Ippolit launches another arrow into combat:
He wastes no time celebrating another hit, immediately nocking another arrow.
Gelver tries to follow up his succes:
There's a method to his mad hacking, and he makes headway against his and Anzath's mutual target.
The trolls take their burn:
The leader grins all the wider when, horrifyingly, her wounds seem to heal underneath the flames!
She decides to put Lolly down first:
Her jaws and claws hurl the jolly barbarian into unconsciousness.
[edit: nevermind, the gods of math smile upon Lolly this day!]
Bedlam takes a slash to his bearded face.
Anzath's troll goes on the offensive:
He snuffs the elemental and then whirls to his other opponents:
Gelver crumples, collapsing with a final shriek of "NEEETTHTHHYYYYSSSS..."
The next troll has only Mone in reach.
Mone's defensive stance means she only takes a claw (9 damage).
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The crazy dwarf yells and whoops and hollers excitedly!
Swiftly, coating his heavy pick with
Source Ultimate Equipment pg. 107 (Amazon)
Price 50 gp; Weight 1 lb.
Category Alchemical Weapons
Description
Harvested and concentrated from the remains of slain ghasts, this foul-smelling powder is kept in tightly sealed flasks. It is thrown as a splash weapon and the flask breaks on impact, releasing noxious dust. The target is nauseated for 1 round and sickened for 3 rounds after that. A successful DC 12 Fortitude save prevents the nauseated condition, but not the sickened condition. Creatures within 5 feet of where the flank hits are sickened for 1 round. This is a poison effect. Crafting this item is a DC 20 Craft (alchemy) check.
Construction
Craft (Alchemy) DC 20
Grinning and chuckling, Bedlam swings at the Big Un!
The dwarf just starts balling!
Seeing Gelver go down in a bloody mess, Anzath frowns, having lost the chance to flank. Maybe Aurora will channel and save her devotee from death, if he's not already dead, but there's nothing Anzath can do for him but eliminate the threat.
Anzath's blades don't cease flickering over the troll's corpse when it falls--she takes advantage of the fire elemental's pausing of the troll's regeneration to eliminate the threat--permanently.
With most of the others engaged in melee, Tragershen quietly assesses the situation. When he sees the fire not affecting the one troll, he decides it is time to escalate his magic use.
He keeps the light raised high to make sure those less gifted aren't troubled by the darkness.
The troll's blows upon the fun-loving Lolygert would have dropped a lesser man...or one less angry. Unable to recognize his danger, Lolygert continues his assault, not even realizing his step and swing has increased in speed considerably....