ah cannae see the damn...wait there
Anga steps to y7 and points her wand, and looses an acid arrow
touch attack
Ragnir step forward axe in hand, the power of Torag still coursing through him, "Dinna fash, Leira lass, we'll be comin' fer ye, jus' as soon as we can be gettin' past the livin' jelly molds
Anga peers up the tunnel and fires an Acid Arrow, and though this creature secretes an acid itself, it is not immune to acid attacks. The slimy substance becomes inert and begins to quickly dry out.
Ragnir steps through the now dead mass of goo, and slashes bits and pieces off the second slippery slimy mass.
The slippery slimy mass tries to envelope the well-armored Warpriest, but can't adhere to the Dwarf's Righteous Half-Plate.
Round Four
Still clinging like a spider on the top of the room's wall, Leira let's her dagger fall with pain in her heart.
She then draws her shortbow, takes aim and shots at the slimy thing.
Anga peers up the tunnel and fires an Acid Arrow, and though this creature secretes an acid itself, it is not immune to acid attacks.
Anga sloshes along the tunnel, and targets the next ooze. A green dart spits out of the wand.
But the dart strikes the roof, eating away at the rock.
Ragnir plows forward still swinging his weapon, "Get out o' me way, ye quivering block o' goo! Seeing the arrow from Anga deliver its acid, Ragnir calls on Torag again, and draws forth the strength of the mountains again to add acid to his weapon's blows.
Round Four
With pain in her heart, Leira drops the Hopeknife and draws her shortbow. She divides the nearly invisible substance.
Anga fires another Acid Arrow at the blob. The arrow of acid, instead, helps to shiny up the stone in a spot.
Ragnir further divides the the final slithering slimy creature. It stops moving and begins to dry out.
Victory!
Again, the tunnel leads to a chamber three feet deep in a filthy cesspool. The water from the pool slowly seeps into the four-foot wide tunnel. A skeleton slumps awkwardly against the wall, halfsubmerged in the cesspool. Its twisted neck and smashed skull hint at its demise. Ten feet up at the center of the ceiling in a shaft up to a narrow hole. Leira can see a leather boot stuck in a crack in the stone up in the shaft. Ragnir is able to look up into the room; and will determine that the hole above is likely a latrine on the upper level of the Fort.
Ragnir stops to pour some water on his axe and then dutifully clean it with an oiled rag, inspecting it for any damage. "Well we ken why their cesspool is as clean as it is. He looks up, "I can't say I like havin' te climb up their privy, but imagine the surprise of anyone comin' in ta take a s$$&e!"
Well, is there another way up?
Haskyll walks over to Leira and taps her on the shoulder.
The hardness of Ragnir's Axe preserved it from any damage from the slimy slithering creatures.
Haskyll will not see any other way from this location. There are a number of other ways into the Fort.
Kaos will spot the Hopeknife and pick it up.
"Thanks a lot Haskyll" thanks the girl to the dwarf for the healing.
Leira looks at the whole then endures her face "You know, those orcs killed my father, my mother and my grandmother. They sieged Trunau. If burning them in their houses requires me to get some filth in my skin, then I say... Go there and if some of them are s&~~ting all the better the opportunity to break their filthy asses!"
She then lets herself after Kaos in a fury and through the whole to the other side.
Leira takes the hopeknife from Kaos knife without avoiding the contact of her hand with the proven warrior "Thanks Kaos. This means plenty to me"
"We can perhaps go north into this room drawn with beds. If we cover all you with some hood we might perhaps pass unnoticed while we cross the battlements, then take any orc still sleeping and start decimating the fort without raising a general alarm" she looks at the dwarfs hopping killing orcs convince them for a prudent approach.
Haskyll is unaffected by the cesspool. Leira on the otherhand...
...will know more in two days.
Leira does not see any traps. With her Spider Climbing ability, she can easily climb the rough hewn stone walls and up through the whole in the ceiling.
Leira, if you could hook this up there, we can climb up.
Haskyll digs out his handy grappling hook again.
"Sure!" the orc-disguised girl climbs up, and upon making sure there is no menace she locates a robust placement for the hook and sets it. "Ok, it is clear" she whispers through her message spell connection.
Only then she takes a time to remove some of the filth from her face and clothing.
She puts then her ear at the door while the rest of the group climbs.
Leira climbs up past the worn leather boot wedged in the rough hewn stone shaft that leads to the cesspool below. She finds no traps along the shaft or in the room; and is able to secure the grappling hook and rope to make the climb for the rest of the party easier.
Alternating tiles of pale blue and white, several of which are cracked or missing, cover the walls and floor of this circular chamber. It looks like a loo. At present, no one is using the loo. There is a closed door.
Kaos shimmies up the rope. Ulfgard struggles making the climb.
Ingrahild climbs up then whispers, "Me thinks I picked up a wee bit 'o giant poo. Yuk!"
Just a moment when I am up there, I can rinse us off.
Once everyone is up, and he recovers his rope and grapnel, Haskyll casts create water to wash everyone off.
Leira nods to Kaos "Ok, make sure you shroud your faces with the hood or something, so they cannot tell who are we from afar"
She then opens the door and checks if there is anyone. If the corridor is clean, Leira whispers for the others to come and opens the door to the north entering the battlements. She checks if someone is looking, and whispers through the message connection for the group to move ahead when any guard is distracted and not looking in that direction.
She leads the group to the north, into the room marked in the map with beds.
Ingrahild climbs up then whispers, "Me thinks I picked up a wee bit 'o giant poo. Yuk!"
Without thinking, Anga looked at Ingrahild and said.
Ah don't worry about it. Giants here don't use toilets, when a street is availiable. More likely it's orc dung.
Ragnir barks a short laugh at Anga's comment, "Oh aye, cause tha's much better."
He then stomps through the muck and climbs up the rope, slowly.
Anga and Ragnir wade through the cesspool. Anga easily climbs the rope. Ragnir struggles, but makes it up as well.
Leira opens the door and sees that the corridor is clear. She heads to the north door and opens it. It was a good thing this door wasn't trapped. The door leads to the battlements noted on the map. It too is clear. The Rogue Arcanist is briefly distracted by the commotion going into the ward below. Four ogres are tormenting an orc. The ogres are in the process of tearing the arms off their plaything amid horrible screams and rowdy laughter. It is quite a sight.
One of the distracted Ogres does notice movement along the battlements.
Leira acts normally, as it would do an orc with right to be there, but whispers to hold on through message.
If possible she hides behind some column on the northern tower. The door hole perhaps.
She opens the northern door, unless the ogres turn aggressive. Once the place is calm and the ogre once again turns to beat the orc Leira whispers "Now!"
The tortured Orc screams again. The one Ogre that noticed movement on the battlements, looks back toward its plaything. When it looks back toward the battlements, he does not notice Leira.
Leira opens the northern door to see several decrepit bunks rotting in this neglected room. The tracks of numerous footprints have cleared a visible path between the room’s three doors in the thick layer of dust coating the floor. There is nothing else in the room, except the two other doors.
Leira performs signs and whispers to call the others to pass the battlements once the ogres are not looking.
While the others arrive, Leira just waits, searching perhaps a bit more in depth the room and the bunks themselves.
If she notices a door opening she quickly climbs to the ceiling and hides herself there.
Ragnir starts across once Leira gives the all clear. The stout dwarf tries to be as silent as he can, muttering and grumbling as he goes.
Ulfgard has commanded it to stay in the woods to keep him safe.
Looking at his armor the ranger shrugs."We are not... stealthy!"
Sneak, why would we sneak
Anga tries to sneak.
and does ok
The Ogres notice the clanky Dwarf.
The Ogres ignore their Orc plaything.
Round One
As soon as she is able Leira will cast enlarge person in Ragnir in an attempt to make of him the closest possible to an actual giant. Or at least give him an advantage at combat.
She does so from the room where the ogres cannot see her.
Hearing the commentary, Haskyll calls upon a blessing for the party.