Hell, I'll do it then.
Harvak whips out black razor jr. and runs up next to Gittik.
g19...
(edit) or something.
Becton; Elgan;
then they attack/move and Riese gets his held action.
Riese eyes up the giant....Imbelia furtion de'flar! A wad of flaming pitch forms in Riese's hand just before he flings his hand forward launching the ball which moves to hit the giant. 4d6=11 damage from the firebolt.
You got 200 feet with that thing?
(edit) he's outta range.
I jacked up with Altai's magic missiles.
Becton glances over at the parley-man, saying: "Be at ease, friend; Pelor guides our hand."
He raises his shield and utters a benediction to aid his comrades. Casting Bless -
As soon as he finishes, Becton will pull his crossbow first - targeting the Ogre probably.
Seeing the giant man-beast brings back memories of his days in Geoff; an intensity comes in his eye to want this offensive lot to pay for the brutality.
Becton; Elgan;
then they attack/move and Riese gets his held action.
I was just responding to this. I had posted that I when they get within 130' I would hit 'em with a Firebolt. If they aren't within range then I keep holding that action.
Right on, dude. I thought I caused confusion by erroneously allowing the magic missile to splap the bugbear.
The wood elf watches Gittik and Stiggy charge toward the Ogre with a bemused look on his face.
"Fools charg' in wheah de' ang'ls feah ta tread." He says sagely as he draws his bow and sights carefully.
Elgan's to hit/dmg roll: (1d20+6=14, 1d6=1)
"Hm. Jes' not mah day." He says calmly, observing the result of his shot.
The gnome nimbly steps out of the way of the incoming arrow.
The halforcs run up; to f15 and g15 to face Gittik and Harvak; 2 run around them giving a wide berth (i.e. no aoo) to close with Stiggy at f27 and g27.
(Riese at will can fire up any of these four; they're in range)
The gnome moves to g6; his hands burst into flame. He scours Harvak with a fire not unlike that which Elgan produces. (Harvak down 10 h.p.)
The very big man hurls something. A big metal shotput crashes into Altai; 5 pounds of lead. Altai takes 11 h.p. damage.
(The giant and the gnome are, as of yet, out of range of spells for Riese.)
Riese's held action, then ROUND 2!!!!!
Oh, and you can keep your roll; just pick a target.
Yeah that's cool. Pick a square, hoss. (edit) don't know if you want to or get healed, though...
Riese eyes up the giant....Imbelia furtion de'flar! A wad of flaming pitch forms in Riese's hand just before he flings his hand forward launching the ball which moves to hit the giant. 4d6=11 damage from the firebolt.
Yeah; you hit and they didn't save; just again need to pick a target.
They're not dead or nothing, but they're bellowing from the horrible pain.I gotta crash...check the action in the a.m.
On his move, Stiggy steps in on the halforc at f27 and delivers a tremendous blow. He's at f28:
Beldan scurries over the rough terrain to B10, then takes a moment to reload his crossbow.
Stiggy hits; the halforc still stands, but has seen better days than this one.
Oh yeah; everybody but Beldan's got that bless on from Becton and the Pelor.
"As I went down to the river to pray,..."
"GAAAAH!"
Harvak hits that one as well(f15) with his greatsword trying to drop an enemy; the halforc is sorely wounded but still standing. (Harvak did 10 damage).
"Why you no kill him, Tiny Nasty?!?" asks Harvak sarcastically.
"UH! Orcblood! Why you fight for these pinkskin meatbags?" one of the enemy halforcs inquires of Harvak while leveling his greataxe for a mighty blow. "They weak, and full of stupid ideas."
"Hey dwarf!!! Maybe you eat that dog, you get taller!"
one of the half-orcs taunts Stiggy.
The half orc looks like a blackened catfish, and screams a porcine scream. He's still up, barely.
"Hey dwarf!!! Maybe you eat that dog, you get taller!"
"Laddie, yoo're ne'er gonnae see whit thes dug eats. But i'll gie ye a body guess. It's feckin' rank gantin an' aam in th' wey o cut it in 'alf."
To Stig:
"Kurg say you brave, dwarf! Kurg not sell you. Kurg eat your heart when this all done!"
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Becton and Elgan, and Riese get their second round action,
then the hostiles get their round 2 turn.
Pick the worst looking of the Orcs for the target....
For round 2- If any of the orcs are within 40' I will wand them and miss...Otherwise trying to hit the giant with a Firebolt- 4d6=13damage, DC16 reflex for half.
The giant's still out of range; the orc that Altai fired up at g27 falls to the Riese's firebolt. The icewand just added irony to the pyrotechnics of the scene.
note: I edited "g15" to "g27." I made a posting error...
Elgan draws another arrow as his keen eyes pick out the details of the battle. He casually draws and sights along the thin shaft as the melee combatants shuffle, strike and taunt each other, looking for an opening.
'Ah. dere' ya are!" He says to no one in particular as he smiles and releases the string with a 'TWANG!'
The arrow flies over the head of Stiggy, who is 4'6", and slams into the chest of the half orc at f27, who is 6'6". It's almost dead; Stigwold Maechaemmar now faces one barely viable half orc.
Seeing that Harvak is occupied with the "big un's," he focuses his crossbow shot on the gnome with the flaming hand if possible. Moving to be in range (80'), so let me know if I can fire this round. If the gnome is too far away, he'll target the ogre instead.
You're able to move 30 feet forward and plug at the gnome; the range increment (-2) makes you just miss. (Lead im a lil bit, boah!)
It's all good.
Becton runs up to g33; closer to the action.
The big man throws another shotput at Altai; it thumps in the turf, skips a few times, totally misses the caster.
The halforcs swing at Gittik; Harvak; and Stiggy. None of their greataxes find purchase in their armor, or can line up with the artfully dodging halfling tempest of steel.
The gnome goes through changes, contorting, growing. In a matter of seconds, he warpspasms into the ugliest gnome you've ever seen, who is now 9 feet tall. Brandishing a shortsword, he walks up to occupy space f-g13-14, frothing at the mouth and menacing the half orc and halfling stalwarts.
ROUND 3!!!!!
"HRAAAAH!"
The scimitar flenses the raging halforc's thigh down to the femur, and under multiple wounds, it collapses. The kukri misses. One more down.
Somewhere, Tenser's drool instinct kicks in.
Harvak savages the other halforc with a mighty blow. (13 h.p. in dmg) but it's still up.
The 9 foot ugly gnome growls and giggles at the two of you; says something unintelligible.
The giant gnome shrieks in surprise and fury. He screams incomprehensible rancor babble at the mage.
Becton reloads again, and gets a little closer for a shot at the giant gnome. However, he loses his footing and the bolt misses his target dreadfully. Crossbow (1d20+4=5)
So Riese; Elgan; Stiggy; and Beldan left this round!
“Crap…” says Beldan as the gnome becomes giant size. He brings up his crossbow to fire, but his hand is shaking, and the bolt hits the dirt.
He hurriedly tries to reload the crossbow.
Stiggy's foe falls in a bloody crumpled mess, gurgling out his last words. He will not eat Stiggy's heart this day, nor any others' heart ever again.
Beldan's bolt misses; it flies wide left and into the sea.
"Holee Muthah,..." Elgan says as he watches the gnome begin to grow.
With a frown creasing his usually unwrinkled brow, Elgan casually draws another arrow and fits it to his string.
"Dat ain't rite. Sum magikers jes' don' know when ta quit messin' wit' stuff while dere ahead." He says as draws back the string. "Dat's when ah steps in an',... explains t'ings to em."
He lets go of the string,...