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Rogar hurls his bombs, catching all four cyclopes in the blasts. The creatures stop in their tracks, struggling to clear their eyes. They are 20 feet from the party.
STATUS
Chumtooth: 96/111 hp
Faengrim: 114/114 hp
Rogar: 93/93 hp
Riori: 87/87 hp
Dantes: 56/65 hp
Cyclops 1: -24 hp (AC 19) blinded
Cyclops 2: -11 hp (AC 19) blinded
Cyclops 3: -30 hp (AC 19) blinded
Cyclops 4: -11 hp (AC 19) blinded
Chumtooth takes a few steps closer , targeting the nearest cyclops with a violent throw of his harpoon.
As the harpoon returns, he hurls it again.
Faengrim Charges in at the cyclops on the end. (Trying to minimize how many might be able to attack me back.)
+2 Greatsword: Lead Blades, Fav Enemy, Charging, Power Attack, Vital Strike
Riori sticks with the party and calls on a quick bless spell.
After the cyclopes come closer--within range of her starknife--she hurls it at the one that looks the most hurt.
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Chumtooth hurls his harpoon at the nearest cyclops (#1), causing it to reel. He recalls the weapon and throws again, impaling the one-eyed monster through the heart! The cyclops falls backward and shakes in its death throes.
Faengrim attacks the one on the end (#4), inflicting a grievous wound, but the creature refuses to fall! Riori hurls her starknife into the foe, but it stubbornly refuses to fall.
Deprived of one of his targets, Rogar switches to the two most wounded (#3 and #4). His bombs explode against the cyclopes, bringing one low, and leaving two foes, both blinded.
STATUS
Chumtooth: 96/111 hp
Faengrim: 114/114 hp
Rogar: 93/93 hp
Riori: 87/87 hp
Dantes: 56/65 hp
[color=red]Cyclops 1: dead[/color]
Cyclops 2: -11 hp (AC 19) blinded
Cyclops 3: -53 hp (AC 19) blinded
[color=red]Cyclops 4: dead[/color]
Faengrim stomps his foot as he Charges at the next one in line.
+2 Greatsword: Lead Blades, Fav Enemy, Charging, Power Attack, Vital Strike
Dantes casts bulls strength on his captain to help him finish off these brutes.
Seeing things are well in hand, Riori just decides to keep doing what she's doing and, having caught her returning starknife a moment ago, hurls it again at the last remaining giant.
Chumtooth hurls his harpoon at the remaining cylops.
As the harpoon returns, he throws it again.
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Between Chumtooth and Riori, the last cyclops goes down rather easily.
The stone watchtower is 60 feet tall, with battlements encircling a raised platform about 40 feet up. Like the tower at the Chelish fort, it provides a commanding view of the seaside cliffs. The chambers below the tower have completely collapsed. The cyclopes were outside the tower's ruin, but there appears to be nothing of value within.
Riori hooks her starknife back to her belt, turning her eyes back to th tower. "While you loot the bodies, want me to fly up to the top of the tower and see if there's anything of interest up there?"
She's been with the crew long enough you know she can fly... and that in general when she walks, even, her feet barely seem to touch the ground, so much so she doesn't even leave footprints. A useful divine gift, to be sure.
Chumtooth nods at Riori's suggestion. "Yes. See what you can see. This tower will need to be rebuilt, once we have subdued the island."
To the others he says, "Let us see what the one-eyed giants were carrying."
Faengrim helps loot the bodies. "You think the eyes will be worth something, Captain?"
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Riori flits up to the top of the tower, alighting gently on the remains of the rooftop. From here, she has a commanding view of the island and to the east, she sees a natural canyon that the road passes through that looks almost like it contains the ruins of buildings. Beyond this, she can see a lone mountain to the northeast, about which circle several large flying birds.
The giants carried heavy crossbows and greataxes but had little else of value. Each carries a supply of a dozen bolts. One of the bodies bears a note, scrawled on a piece of parchment, written in an incomprehensible language (unless one of you reads Cyclops).
"Giant birds. A troubling portent." Riori tries to identify the birds--if too far to see type, to determine if circling pattern is that of hunters, scavengers, or protecting a nest.
She then flies back to the ground and tells the crew what she saw, picking up a stick and sketching a rough map into the ground to show them.
"If we've no other ideas, the ruins by the canyon might be worth exploring."
One of the bodies bears a note, scrawled on a piece of parchment, written in an incomprehensible language (unless one of you reads Cyclops).
Dantes takes the parchment with shaking hands. For decades he has sought the secrets of the cyclops. Now, perhaps, a sliver of it has come to his hands.
"These overlarge weapons are of little use to us beyond scrap unless we get to a major port. Then they'd be of some worth."
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"Nothin' in th' tower? What a waste.." Rogar grumbles, turns a few stones in hopes of finding something, anything.
Once Riori flies back from her scouting, the dwarf studies the map she sketched. "Th' canyon looks as good as any place t' start. How far ye think it is?" he says, tapping the location on the map.
Dantes reads the note in the cyclops language, and then repeats the message in the common tongue for the others. "You are to go west to the lookout tower and remain there until I send for you. You are being punished, remember that!" He looks at the others and says "It is signed 'Shaija'."
If this is the lookout tower, that means we could head east and see where they came from.
"Maybe lightweight," referring to Riorti "can fly back up and see what she can see. If this is a watch tower, there's probably another place on the horizon for it to send signal to."
"Based on what I saw before, I didn't see an obvious tower or other singular building to signal. But there were the buildings in the canyon, or somewhere on the mountain. Where large birds were flocking to protect their nest. With our luck, the nest is on the other tower."
Then we have us a destination.
"Let us follow this trail of words, and see where it leads," Chumtooth says.