Lukas mounts the stairs just high enough to see over the lip into the room, retching heavily. He scans the room quickly, then fires off a spell at the biggest thing in there.
Lukas' bolts of force slam into Tasskar, he looks a bit surprised by this. Balenar comes up the stairs behind Lukas, he stops to help Lukas not mess up his shoes and continues singing as he comes up. Balenar looks over the situation and looks at the two "Sleep little beasts don't you fret, we will take your boss and kill him quick."
Both the Trogs look queerly at the bard but shrug off his spell.
The smaller Trogs approach Taqan and Oskar lashing out with their clubs.
Tasskar slides away from and moves around behind the throne towards the north side of Snap jaw.
Snap Jaw looks hungrily at Barkley, getting back on to his stubby legs.
Harm whirs through the air seeking flesh.
"Balenar, I need ye over here. I can't reach him with you over there."
The wolf bites the croc as it tries to get back to its legs, dodges the croc's bite, and counters with another one of his own.
Meanwhile, Oskar steps back from the Trog, drops his longbow and draws his club, calling the nature spirits to strenghten it.
"Come *cough* and *cough* fight me! You stup*cough* trog!"
Tasskar deftly avoids Seldlron's attack, slipping behind the throne and well out of range. Barkley bites the Croc as it stands up and then again right after but the low sturdy croc manages to keeps its footing.
Tiresias sees enemies all turning to the Trog on Taqan he unleashes bolts of magic.
Both Taqan and Tiresias cannot escape the nauseous vapors coming off the Trogs. Their eyes water more and they retch again.
Seldlron is so focused on the dance floor and his enemies that he completely ignores the stench.
Seldlron moves to the croc. There is a whir as Harm seeks flesh.
"Balenar, I can't reach the big guy while you are there."
Lukas swipes at the trog that stepped close to him, then jumps back.
The Big Trog dodges Lukas' bad touch. Balenar continues to sing moving towards Seldlron so he can Follow Tasskar.
Turning back to the two Trogs that he tried to sleep earlier, "Time to rest great ones, your job is done."
Again the Trogs shake it off, eyeing the Bard with death in the eyes.
The Smaller Trogs continue to attack those in front of them, attmpting to show their leader they are worthy.
Snapjaw angry with Barkley tries to end the wolf.
Tasskar stops moving and starts chanting quietly.
"The big guy is casting! Someone interrupt him. It's never good when it takes that long."
"Can't quite reach him from *cough* here, kid! Brace yourself!"
Oskar tries to smash the Trog in front of him.
Meanwhile, Barkley shows the croc who's boss after dodging another bite.
Barkley takes another smaller bite out of the Croc, it is bleeding pretty good from the razor sharp teeth of the wolf.
Taqan Steps towards the Trog that is facing off with Oskar and Lukas, slicing at its back with his short sword.
Tiresias moves to keep the stairs between himself and the Trog that Taqan just moved away from, Tiresias closes his eyes as frost coats his hand, he then points his icy fingers at the Trog (red).
Oskar with a friend helping to distract the Trog he is in front of still just misses hitting his mark.
"Someone please interrupt that caster."
Seldlron's axe comes down and severs the spinal cord on Snapjaw, the croc goes down in a pool of blood.
Lukas takes another step to the southeast, then fires off a magic missile at the big spellcasting trog.
The smaller Trogs move to attack Taqan and Oskar with their clubs.
Tasskar is slammed by the bolts of magic, and holds on to the spells. As he completes the spells a swarm of spiders surrounds Seldlron.
Balenar looks at Tasskar and mumbles a few arcane syllables at him.
Balenar continues to sing of his own heroic deeds.
"You'll have to try better than this, kid!", Oskar dodges another swing from the green trog and strikes back.
"Gah, stop moving!"
Barkley advances against the other trog.
Barkley slinks up the the Trog attacking Taqan but it notices the wolf and avoids the snap of jaws around its ankle.
Taqan manages to gut the Trog he is squared off with, jumping back to avoid the entrails.
Tiresias points his fingers at Tasskar, firing a ray of ice.
Seldlron says to Balenar. "There is a flask of alchemist's fire in my backpack. Use it, my selfless friend."
Seldron will hold his action until after Balenar and before green if Balenar will take the vial.
Balenar will grab the flask, tossing it at Seldlron.
The flask burns away a large portion of the spiders, who start to skitter away from Seldlron.
Seldron withdraws from the swarm and stomps over to the big cowering caster lizard while brushing off any remaining spiders. "Enough of that! Ye may surrender at any time. Ye shall be treated far more kindly if this is what ye do. Lie down, hands behind your back and ye shall live to see another day."
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Lukas steps out to get a clear shot, then points a finger at the big trog, unleashing a ray of weakening energy.
Ray of Enfeeblement
Whir!
Balenar continues to dance and sing, "Ye wee trogs know not what is coming, ye should flee as fast is your green scaly legs can carry you."
The young trog left takes a swing at Oksar then attempts to flee.
Tasskar slides away from Seldlron not longer having fear in his eyes but his physical strength has vastly diminished. Seldlron makes a noise that no one understands and produces a big flame in his hand that doesn't appear to burn him. Tasskar pulls a ball of flame off the large bit in his hand and throws it at Seldlron.
"That was just a warning swing, kid, you better run real fast and never come back!"
The dwarf drops his club and picks up his bow, lining a shot against Tasskar.
Barkley runs around the throne and tries to bite the big trog.
Seldlron growls as he approaches at Tasskar . He is not a happy guy right now. "Right where I want you, big guy. This is Harm. Have you met?" Whir!
Seeing that Seldlron has the big one mostly under control, he steps up to flank the small one with Taqan. He stabs at it inexpertly with his dagger.
Taqan and Tiresias move to the stairs to keep and eye out in case more Trogs decide to come back up.
Barkley bites at Tasskar's foot but the big Trog avoids the vicious jaws of the wolf, he Sees Seldlron's axe coming just in time to avoid it as the mighty axe takes a huge chunk out of the throne.
Tasskar attempts to move through Barkley's space, avoiding the biting axe of Seldlron.
Tasskar clusmily moves by Barkley, Tasskar gets behind the wolf to avoid the pursing Axe wielder.
"What part of surrender do you not understand?" Seldlron recalls the spiders and the fireball. Harm goes high. Seldlron grunts as he brings the greataxe down to meet the trog.
As Tasskar clumsily tries to move, Seldlron's axe cleaves him between the shoulder blades, a gout of blood flies off to both sides of the axe and Tasskar falls to the floor. Barkley deftly avoids the body, sniffing at the blood coming out the back, he then recoils at the stench.
Taqan chases off the other Trog who flees from the 3rd floor and scales the building with ease. After he returns to the group, he inspects the balcony for any further traps, finding nothing he goes about helping to clean up bodies with Tiresias.
Balenar approaches Seldlron, Oskar and Lukas.
"Well my new friends, if we are finished here I would to travel back to Absolam with you all. I feel it might be a bit safe to do so."
The part you said in common, he only speaks draconic
"Of course, my brave and selfless friend. Thank you for your help in this endeavor."
Seldlron takes his time searching the throne and the remainder of this floor for anything of value and interest.
"Well, i think that does it, kids. We just have a report to make and a wand to return.", he pats Barkley on the head.
"Aye Oskar, tis true. May I request Balenar and I obtain use of said wand before its return? That large trog gave me quite a beating and a burning. Balenar shared said injuries from a distance."
"Sure, here we go."
"Hope you're feeling better now, we have some walking to do...And we might have to climb our way down, yikes."
"Thank ye elder one. Seldlron is now ready for a another fight."
"Well, that was invigorating!" Lukas says cheerily. "What else were we to do here?"
Seldlron puts the cloak and scimitar in his backpack with the other items he carries for the group. He inspects and sniffs the assorted meats, finding nothing that appeals to him.
"Seems all we have left to do is go back. Maybe we can stop at a tavern and get some ale as well, heh."