GM Tyranius Giantslayer (Inactive)

Game Master Tyranius

Wren dismisses his spell before the final words are uttered. He shakes his head at the dwarf, more accursing the dwarf's decision to wear armor on decks rather than the accident itself.

He turns to go climb back up his ropes...but comes down again to stand in front of Vanderhoff. He fine elven finger points in the dwarf's chest.

"If you're going to be swimming, take off your dang armor. I'm assuming this ship already has a functioning anchor and we don't need another," Wren grumbles. "But if you feel naked without, I'll protect you for a time while you're working the lines. There is a reason that sailors all over the world tend to forgo steel weights while they work over open water."

If Vandy accepts and removes his protective plating, Wren will Mage Armor him up for 4 hours, forgoing any protections for himself.

With the danger over, Wren takes his time to climb back to the 'nest.

"Glad ye made it back, cousin." Torgan states as he claps the waterlogged dwarf on the back.

The blonde dwarf turns to the captain, rising to defend Vanderhoff. "Dwarves ain't meant fer th' sea an' everyone's fine. It won't happen again." he states to the man.

Once everything is settled, Torgan will venture back down to the oars and continue to row the ship.

The Captain moves down as Coxswain goes back down below. It is alright. Coxwain means well. She just cares about the boat and crew. As she is a full-blood no one else will have her you see but she has stuck by this crew through more than you will believe. Like I said you are all part of the crew now. He's lucky on of those oversized River Vultures didn't take him away.

Raag Bloodtusk heads back to the helm of the vessel and the rest of the day seems to continue without incident as the crew heads back to their duties. A small handful return to the deck with tools and equipment as they repair the broken railing.

Looks like no post from Vandy. Want to continue on, GM Tyranius?

1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27 Know (local)

Wren gives a look at Raag, grunts to himself, and continues his slow climb to the 'nest.

I'm not risking my neck again to save them if another armor clad bottom trawlers decides to go fatty-dipping again. My legs are too unsteady on these ropes for that.

Earlier, after Vanderhoff's rescue...

From beside the mast, a place that seems the most secure and furthest from the railing, Kraygan yells right back at the coxswain. "I don't know much about boats, but I'm pretty sure that a railing is meant to STOP FOLK FROM FALLIN OVERBOARD!!"

Kraygan's breath comes in rapid bursts, his eyes darting to the railing like its a dangerous animal that might at any second pounce upon another victim. "I said it before - his boat's gonna be the death of us all. Like a gods damned funeral barge!"

At Wren's suggestion that Vanderhoff remove his armor, Kraygan looks shocked. "Take off his armor? Ye see all the teethmarks on it? Probably saved his damned.. er, Angradd forgive me." He makes a hurried holy sign with his gauntleted fist, then bangs it on his own armored chest. "Good steel kept ye alive. Don't listen to him Hoff."

He backs up Torgan's words with vigorous nodding, and immediately shuffles carefully back to the stables. "Don't worry, I don't plan on steppin back on deck until this trip is over."

Later, with the Captain...

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Kraygan listens to the Captain with respectful silence, something unusual for him. He also seems to be studying him, sizing him up. When Raag turns to leave, he moves to get his attention.

"Heard you fought in Urgir's Pits. When ye got a moment later, I'd like to talk fightin styles with ye."

The rest of the day continues with no incident as they crew heads for bed to rest their weary muscles. Wren's pale skin seems to have become a little tanner.

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Day 2

The morning call awakens you to your duties once again. The crew stretches their muscles as they get back to work. Going throughout your tasks Vanderhoff gets little more beratement from Coxswain as the orc spends the morning speaking with the Captain. Weigh Anchor and lets be off!

Perception Checks from everyone but Torgan.

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20 Perception (+2 if he's in the 'nest)

Kraygan continues performing the tasks of a stable master that he knows so well.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

Jorgan waves good-bye to his dolphin ally and then breaks down his crossbow to check it over and oil it before stowing it on his back again. He is quiet the rest of the day and wakes early the next morning to tend to the animals.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Vanderhoff lays on the deck, breathing heavily. He begins to utter a thank you, but is cut off by coxswain's outburst. He face slowly turns red to the point of looking sunburnt. Stammering and coughing up water, he rolls over to his knees and vomits river water on the deck of the ship. Wiping his beard and mouth, he glares at the coxswain, but says nothing only muttering into his beard.

Moving toward his companions, he clasps each on the arm. "Thank you lads. I thought I were a goner fer sure!" Glowering at Wren, he shrugs.

The following morning he rises, and moves onto the deck, armorless.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Assuming you are going to heal Vanderhoff after his swim lessons?

Wren, Kraygan and Vanderhoff look up at about midday and see a shadow in the sun. A large shadow is seen momentarily in the short distance approaching the boat. It looks like the shape of a Dragon!

It is hard to tell the exact distance of the creature but it is heading towards the ship at a high rate of speed.

Surprise Round
Wren
Kraygan
Vanderhoff

Round 1
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Monster
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Wren
Torgan
Jorgan
Vanderhoff- (18/31 hp)
Kraygan

Van would have healed himself with spells before going to sleep. CLW (3): 3d8 + 12 ⇒ (2, 4, 7) + 12 = 25

The color drains from Van's face as he sees the shadow, his hand involuntarily feeling his unarmored torso. Shooting a glare at Wren, he begins praying to Angradd for some divine shielding.

Shield of Faith for an AC of 14

Pointing at the shadow, he screams. "We've got something incoming....fast! Ready yourselves!"

Round Suprise, Init 16

Quill shouts warning, climbing out of the exposed 'nest as fast as his legs will move him.

"DRAGON! DRAGON!! TO ARMS!! BEARDSTATIONS!!"

1d20 + 0 ⇒ (9) + 0 = 9 Climb

Failing to make any headway down the ropes, Wren lets go and falls to the deck.

1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15 Acrobatics to reduce damage vs. DC 15.

2d6 ⇒ (3, 3) = 6 falling damage

For the 2nd time in the day, Wren faceplants on the deck.

*sigh*

AC 12; hp 8/15, prone

Kraygan looks up at the warning calls sounding from around the ship. Having placed himself in the doorway to the stable to work some oil into his saddle he just happens to be in a perfect spot from which to see the winged creature approaching.

THUMP!!
"What..." Kraygan looks over at the sound of Wren arriving again to the main deck. "Good idea! Everyone hit the decks and take cover!!"

Dropping his saddle, he grabs his axe and throws himself down behind a barrel. "Damnation! Torgan, I told ye we shoulda bought a bow!"

To Wren, "Ye got one o' those tanglefoot bags handy?" He calls across the deck. "Maybe we could stick up it's wings or somethin...

Movement and draw weapon. And lamenting the fact that I didn't buy a good bow.

"Row, row, row yer boat. Up an' down th' oars. Push em back an' forth an' then do it some more." Torgan sings over and over as he keeps paddling.

Movement and draw weapon. And lamenting the fact that I didn't buy a good bow.

Hehe

The draconic creature darts in with astounding speed. As it gets out of the blinding sun it seems that there was not just one but three of the creatures. One a bit larger and two smaller creatures. With graceful wings and wide fins, these sleek dragons look equally well equipped to glide through sea and sky.

The crew begins to scatter all about the deck as the Captain yells. DAMNED SEA SERPENTS ARE BACK AGAIN!

The two smaller dragons come at astounding speed 30 feet above the deck and spit a thick mucous at the area where Wren and Jorgan are standing.

Thick caustic mucous strikes the deck splashing out five feet in all directions.

Red Acid damage; Wren and Vanderhoff: 2d8 ⇒ (2, 4) = 6
Rounds until new acid: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Blue Acid Damage; Jorgan: 2d8 ⇒ (8, 5) = 13
Rounds until new acid: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Dc 14 Reflex save for half damage. If fail then you are also entangled. If entangled then each round you take 1d4 acid damage and get a new save to break free

The large Dragon flies right past the stable of horses.

Grapple: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (7) + 18 = 25

The large dragon grabs ahold of the prized warhorse lifting it into the air just as quick as it flies by. The dragon finds another burst of speed flying another 60 feet away from the boat towards a small cliff face.

Round 1
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Monster (Red- 1 round til acid; blue 5 rounds til acid)
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Wren (13/25)
Torgan
Jorgan (26/39)
Vanderhoff (25/31)
Kraygan

Ref: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
6 damage taken

Jorgan crouches down and again starts to call on an animal ally to assist.

Start Summon Nature's Ally II.

Ref: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Vanderhoff stifles a cry of pain as the acid begins burning him. Drawing his hammer, he starts a prayer to Angradd, as he tries to work his feet loose from the caustic spittle.

If they are within range, Van will cast burst of radiance at the two closest. DC 13 Ref vs blind/dazzled and 4d4 ⇒ (2, 4, 4, 2) = 12 damage if evil.

More Acid: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Ref: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Round 2, Init 16

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13 Reflex
1d4 ⇒ 4 acid + entangled

Wren tries to avoid the acidic spray, finding himself burning while entangled...in addition to prone after facediving off the rigging.

Wren hates to think of himself dying this way, surrounded by orcs and dwarves who aren't even dead...and shudders, rising to his feet while drawing a tanglefoot bag.

He heaves the bag at the nearest drake (we don't have a map so I assume no AoO, readying if there is not one within 30').

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19 touch to hit; (+1 if within 30', -2 for range increments) DC 15 Reflex to be able to continue to fly. Entangled and half movment.

HP 9/25; entangled; AC 12

Ah sorry, I made the map and got pulled away. Had to come back and finish the post and must have forgot to link it. It is now linked :)

@ Wren-That is correct on no AoO as they are both 30 feet in the air.

Wren hurls a Tanglefoot bag at the red Drake.

Reflex DC 15: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

The bag hurtles through the air erupting in a large swath of caustic goo that wraps all around the drake's wings.

With a startled whelp the dragon hurtles to the deck, cracking one of the boards on the main deck.

damage: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 4, 4) = 14

Jorgan begins to call for aid as Vanderhoff lets loose a blinding blast of energy at the blue drake.

Reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

The drake roars in pain at the blinding flash as it shakes it's head. It seems dazzled and befuddled.

Dazzled Rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Round 1
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Monster (Red- 14, entangled *; blue- 12 *****, dazzled 3/3; flying 30 feet)
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Wren (9/25)-Entangled
Torgan
Jorgan (33/39)
Vanderhoff (24/31)- Entangled
Kraygan

Kraygan screams as the large dragon swoops off with the horse that was just a moment before standing next to Haggis. When Wren brings one of the smaller creatures from the sky he pounces on it with a powerful swing of his axe.

2-handed Power Attack Waraxe on Red: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 9 - 2 = 22
Damage: 1d10 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14

Ah heck, I forgot that entangled requires a concentration check. Was looking it up to consider my options next round and noticed it.

Concentration DC 17: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Shew, no retcon required.

Torgan grabs his axes by the door and rushes up the stairs, only to see a giant dragon-like beast flying overhead. "Can't you deck-dwellers stay outta trouble?!" he yells.

Move Action to retrieve; Move Action to move

Thanks for catching Van.

Tanglefoot Bag Goo Rounds: 2d4 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7

Kraygan swings his axe against the entangled dragon's neck with a sickening crack as it bites through hard scales.

Torgan rushes up the stairs to see the onslaught on the deck once again.

The crew begins to load the Ballista.

The Red drake flexes it's muscles to attempt to break free but is unable.

Strength Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Seeing the dwarven threat nearby it snaps it's jaws and tail at Kraygan like a whip.

Red Red Bite vs Kraygan AC 19: 1d20 + 7 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 - 2 - 2 = 20
Damage; Power Attack: 2d4 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (4, 2) + 3 + 4 = 13

Red Tail Slap vs Kraygan AC 19: 1d20 + 7 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 7 - 2 - 2 = 16

Kraygan gets his arm bitten as he draws back his axe from the snarling dragon.

The blue drake has a hard time seeing as it's vision is now fuzzy. The drake pounces at Jorgan on the deck.

Blue bite vs Jorgan AC 17: 1d20 + 7 + 2 - 2 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 2 - 2 - 1 = 9

Blue Tail Slap vs Jorgan AC 17: 1d20 + 2 - 2 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 2 - 2 - 1 = 18
Damage; Power Attack: 1d4 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 4 = 6

Jorgan dodges the majority of the pouncing dragon but is struck blindly by it's thick tail.

Round 2
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Monster (Red- 28, entangled 6/7 ; blue- 12 ****, dazzled 2/3;)
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Wren (9/25)-Entangled
Torgan
Jorgan (27/39)
Vanderhoff (24/31)- Entangled
Kraygan (25/38)

Round 3, Init 16

Wren struggles against the acidic, sticky substance, moving 15' and drawing his bow. He fires a while shot at the drake more concerned with getting away from the thrashing beast than doing any real damage.

1d20 + 6 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 - 4 = 6 to hit; (+PBS, -cover)
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 damage.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14 Reflex Save vs. Entangle

Wren stops the burning.

Still trying to shake himself free of the caustic spittle, Vanderhoff slogs forward and swings his hammer at the red drake.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 8 - 2 = 19
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

More Acid: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Torgan steps around the corner and brings down the hammer on the drake that assaulted his brother. "Ye couldn't leave th' ship alone, could ye? Time fer th' ol' one-two, Jorg."

Agrimmosh - Flanking: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 2 = 14
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (4, 1) + 4 = 9

Cursing all boats, Kraygan tears his arm free from the drake's teeth. Seeing Vanderhoff coming at it from another angle he steps to flank the drake and brings his axe around for another swing.

Flanking Power Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 9 + 2 - 2 = 11
Damage: 1d10 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13

Slipping on the deck he scrambles to keep his balance, and his attack is ill-made.

"Damned boats!!"

Unable to edit position at the moment.

6 damage, requiring concentration DC 10 + 6 + 2 = 18
concentration: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18 Phew!

Jorgan ignores the pain in his side from the dragon's swipe and finishes calling on a planar ally. The wind beside the ship begins to blow and twist, eventually taking shape-an air elemental has answered his summons!

slam: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Jorgan then pulls out his axe and swings back at the drake!

dwarven waraxe: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Wren breaks free of the caustic slime, though his feet are still a bit sticky and throw his aim off firing an arrow into the opposite railing.

Torgan grasps Agrimmosh, which seems to fit his hands perfectly. When he is not holding it the warhammer always seems bigger.

To his surprise in his retaliation against the drakes, he realizes that this is the first point he has wielded the mighty Warhammer. For some reason the drakes look smaller than they did a moment ago which confuses Torgan as he cracks through part of the stable's wall.

Wielding Agrimmosh unlocked another power. Once per day As a full-round action the wielder can use the hammer to cast Heightened Enlarge Person on themselves lasting 20 minutes. Not only that but if the wielder confirms a critical hit against a humanoid, the target creature must survive a DC 23 Fort save or shrink by one size category as by heightened reduce person also lasting 20 minutes. This is all on top of the hammer also being a +2 Impact warhammer. You also feel as if there is a lot more too this hammer.

Torgan's hammer bashes against the drake but not hard enough to break through it's hard scales as his equilibrium is off from the quick unexpected change.

Jorgan summons an air elemental near the ship. The winds begin to howl as the smaller vessel rocks in the river throwing Torgan's aim off, imbedding his axe into the wooden deck.

Coxwain cries out in anger over the wind and drakes. ARE YOU ALL TRYING TO CHOP THE SHIP APART?

Vanderhoff also is able to break free of the drakes caustic acid and slams his hammer into the drakes wing, hoping to cripple it.

Kraygan steps into a better position but Jorgan's air elemental seems to be affecting Kraygan's footing as he slides all about missing the drake.

The red drake swings it's head around and snaps it's sharp teeth at Kraygan

Red Bite vs Kraygan AC 19: 1d20 + 7 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 7 - 2 - 2 = 13

Though it's feeble attempt seems to be the last of it's strength and it's body goes limp on the deck.

The blue drake continues to tear into Jorgan.

Blue Bite vs Jorgan AC 17: 1d20 + 7 - 1 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 - 1 - 2 = 6

Blue Tail slap vs Jorgan AC 17: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 - 2 = 9

The drake just flails about wildly on the deck.

The crew aims the ballista at the blue drakes direction but do not have a good shot at it as the creature is behind the stables.

Round 3
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Monster ( blue- 12 ***, dazzled 1/3;)
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Wren (9/25)
Torgan
Jorgan (27/39)
Vanderhoff (24/31)
Kraygan (25/38)

Vanderhoff clomps down the deck of the ship, coming up behind Jorgan.

double move

Round 4, Init 16

Wren keeps an eye out in the sky for the dragon returning, keeping an arrow ready to loose.

Readied Attack:
1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 = 9 touch to hit; (+PBS)
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 damage.

"Aye, that's some hammer ya got there, brother!" Jorgan calls out encouragements as he continues to swing with his windy ally. "Don't worry cap't, this guy'll be better than the dragon!"

slam: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

dwarven waraxe: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Kraygan raises his waraxe for a killing blow. "RRRGGGAAAAAGGH... Huh?"

*Thump*

"HAH!" With a laugh he kicks the fallen dragon, then looks about for other enemies. Seeing his cousins swarming the second small dragon he turns and makes his way toward the ballista.

Any weapon proficiency required for the thing?

The suddenly enlarged Torgan recoils, trying to hit the drake once more! "I'm a biggun' now! MWAHAHA!"

Warhammer- Enlarged: 1d20 + 8 - 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 8 - 1 + 1 + 2 = 15
Damage: 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 2, 6) + 6 = 18

Wren keeps an arrow ready for the large drake that flew away with the horse. Though from what he can tell is it flew away unnaturally fast behind a cliff face.

Torgan begins smashing the enlarged hammer all about, tearing another portion of railing from the deck.

The air elemental continues to buffet the deck with strong winds as Jorgan slams his axe into the dragon's leg.

Vanderhoff moves behind Jorgan to completely surround the drake while Kraygan heads for the Ballista.

Kraygan- Basically it is a huge heavy crossbow so medium incurs a -4 on attack rolls. The crew would have shot at it already but the drake is begin the stables walls.

The remaining drake pounces on top of Jorgan as it bites at his face with a deafening screech.

Bite vs Jorgan AC 17: 1d20 + 7 - 1 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 - 1 - 2 = 19
damage: 2d4 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2) + 3 + 4 = 11

Tail Slap vs Jorgan AC 17: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 - 2 = 3

The dragon bites Jorgan's shoulder and neck taking a small part of his armor with it as it swallows it. The stars leave it's eyes as it's focus narrows on the dwarf.

Round 4
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Monster ( blue- 19 **)
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Wren (9/25)
Torgan
Jorgan (16/39)
Vanderhoff (24/31)
Kraygan (25/38)

Vandehoff lifts his hammer high, trying to swing over Jorgan's shoulder. "Behind you, cousin!"

Attack, Flank?: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 2 = 14
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Torgan finally finds his footing on the ship. "Time t' suck it, dragon!" he yells at the creature's face as he swing his ogre hammer.

Warhammer: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 8 + 2 = 25
Damage: 3d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 6, 5) + 6 = 21

Round 4, Init 16

Wren continues to bravely and single-handedly hold off a rampaging, horse-stealing dragon while 4 dwarves and an otherworldly air puff deckstomp a fledgling, overgrown mosquito.

Readied Attack:
1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 = 25 touch to hit; (+PBS)
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 damage.

Jorgan smashes his hammer into the dragon's head caving it's small skull in, ending it's life.

The Captain runs down from the ballista deck. Damned river vulture took my good horse. We need to get it back to get the boat upstream.

STOP THE BOAT BY THE CLIFF FACE Coxswain roars pointing to the area that the large drake flew towards.

Combat Over

Wren slumps down as the drake is finally put down. He sits for a few moments admiring the damage he did to himself and compares it to the acidic burns of the drake.

He laughs and slumps against the mast. He rubs his knees, wishing he still had the gifts of youth.

"We'll buy you a new horse. That horse is long gone. And wherever that thing took it, the horse is eaten," Wren comments from his seated position when he hears the Captain's cries.

Lol. We didn't sign up to fetch horses from dragons.

clw: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
clw: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
clw: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
I think that brings me to full.

Jorgan spends a few moments tugging his cuts back together and rubbing at his bruises. Miraculously, this technique seems to work and before long he is back to his normal self. "Aye, I don't like the odds on your horse being alive. Just glad they didn't touch Hops. We'll get you a new one back in town, if there are any horses left to be had."

"Is there a horde up there, you think?" Jorgan asks as the boat pulls next to the cliff. "Let's hope that'll pay for your lost horse, eh?"

Vanderhoff finishes wiping the vestiges of spittle from his trousers as he nods. "Maybe the yaks can help pull the boat until we can replace the horse." He then casts a spell to himself.

CLW: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Wren looks around, wondering if he doesn't understand the nature of boats or if this orcish crew are the clueless ones.

"You have rowers AND a mast, yet you need a horse to get you upriver?" Wren asks incredulously, wondering if the mast he leans against is just for show. "And does the horse walk on water?"

"What you need is a lesson on how to sail." Wren say under his breath.

Further along the river upstream it gets harder for our rowers to do it on their own so we dispatch the horses onto the banks by rope to help pull the boat. I have made this journey dozens of times. The horses are needed. The Captain explains to Wren.

Shrugging his shoulders he sighs. If you want to use your yaks you can, but that is up to you.

Under his breath he says. That was my good horse.

Vandehoff comes up to Wren and Kraygan. "Do you want some healing? You look especially beat up, elf."

Wren looks at Vanderhoff, rising slowly to his feet. He wonders if this is the first time the dwarf has spoken to him, but that seems wrong.

"Yeah, that'd be nice."

1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 CLW
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 CLW

HP 22/25

"Thanks," Wren mutters. "Should we go get the horses remains back? Maybe the Captain has a relationship with his horse like Jorgs does with his Yak. I *could* rally to go get it, but doubt that it still lives."

"Well, we better go get 'em 'fore th' drakes eat lunch." Torgan surmises as he wipes dragon brain from his shiny new hammer.

"We should suspend all non-priority activities until we reach th' drake's nest. That means rowers an' lookouts only. Kraygan with me an' th' rest o' ye keep eyes peeled." he barks out to the indecisive party.

Kraygan stands ready at the ballista for a few moments after the battle, examining the siege weapon, scanning the cliffs for the third drake, and talking to the loading crew to see if they have a designated man to fire the thing. Once it's clear the monster isn't returning he descends from the platform and begs some healing from one of his cousins.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
HP 36/38

Joining the others with the Captain, he crosses his arms and listens to the plan being formed.

"Seems to me we're anchorin the death barge right here." He says, looking around the boat with disdain. "I'm thinkin we gotta scale this here cliff. I got rope. Who's our best climber?" His gaze rises up its face and he mumbles to himself in thought.

"To bad we don't have a catapult."

We have climbers kits, ropes, and grappling hooks. How hard is the climb? Kraygan has a Climb +8 (+1 in his armor). What are we looking at here?

"To bad we don't have a catapult."

The you could launch dwarves at the drakes and giants.

Everyone but Vanderhoff seems to be on a quiet lookout for where this drake went with the horse as they spot a small cave opening right at ground level. Dragons are convenient like that. Vanderhoff was looking for an entrance much higher.

The boat weighs anchor 60 feet from the cave and the Captain looks to you. This is up to you. You can go I after the horse for me or your Yaks can pull the boat, which is it? We can cover the entrance with the Ballista if ye want.