Rhianni calls out, "Dispel the tentacles so we can rescue Kellen." if that creature is now asleep.
"," Lym rumbles. Then the Half-Orc turned Giantess claps her hands together -- and the whistling, shrieking tentacles start to withdraw back into the ground. By the time they've fully submerged, there is not a single trace of their stay -- apart from the Ogre corpses.
Lym drops the spell just as Kellen tumbles out of the reach of the ogre, right to where Tomaru can heal him. The ogre looks down at his arms, wondering where the grasping tentacles went - he is definitely not asleep.
Rhianni seeing the ogre still standing, points her finger at the ground under the great big enemy, ""Open up and swallow my enemy!.
School conjuration (creation); Level sorcerer/wizard 2, summoner 2
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S, F (miniature shovel costing 10 gp)
Range medium (100 ft. + 10 ft./level)
Effect 10-ft.-by-10-ft. hole, 10 ft. deep/2 levels
Duration 1 round + 1 round/level
Saving Throw Reflex negates; Spell Resistance no
You create a 10-foot-by-10-foot extradimensional hole with a depth of 10 feet per two caster levels (maximum 30 feet). You must create the pit on a horizontal surface of sufficient size. Since it extends into another dimension, the pit has no weight and does not otherwise displace the original underlying material. You can create the pit in the deck of a ship as easily as in a dungeon floor or the ground of a forest. Any creature standing in the area where you first conjured the pit must make a Reflex saving throw to jump to safety in the nearest open space. In addition, the edges of the pit are sloped, and any creature ending its turn on a square adjacent to the pit must make a Reflex saving throw with a +2 bonus to avoid falling into it. Creatures subjected to an effect intended to push them into the pit (such as bull rush) do not get a saving throw to avoid falling in if they are affected by the pushing effect.
Creatures who fall into the pit take falling damage as normal. The pit's coarse stone walls have a Climb DC of 25. When the duration of the spell ends, creatures within the hole rise up with the bottom of the pit until they are standing on the surface over the course of a single round.
It takes 2 move actions, but eventually Praxim gets unsteadily to his feet.
Thordak sees the large hole open up in the floor and his anger instantly fades, fatigue instantly setting in. "What?! A pit?! But..., I...," he starts but gives up as he's just too winded. "Ah well." He sheathes his waraxe and draws his longaxe and waits. "This is just in case they get past the pit. 'Cause there's no way I'm gettin' around that thing."
Reluctantly, the Grease spell releases its final victim...
The ogre scrambles to stay on its feet as the pit opens up, but to no avail. A loud 'oof' can be heard from down inside. Heavy feet can be heard down the hall, and the slam of wooden doors.
Lym stomps over to the pit - and when a Large Half-Orc stomps, she stomps! - drawing her falchion as she goes.
"" she booms at the captured Ogre as she goes to one knee by the side of the pit.
Growling, the Half-Orc slashes at the Ogre -- provided she can reach it!
"That pit won't last forever, be quick Lym, or let Praxim use his arrows to rid us of the thing." Rhianni spits as she makes her way to Kellen, casting a spell which gives a little colour back back to his cheeks.
Assuming that Ogre is not dead...Kellen attacks with pike.
Careful - there were more around that corner than just one. They may be prepping an ambush. I still owe snake-lady a swing or two.
"Huh. Yer cute." The ogre slobbers up at Lym. "Yous is gonna look real purty on me stick!" He hurls his two javelins up at the wizard, one of which stabs her in the side.
There is a loud crashing sound, and both sets of double doors burst open, spewing ogre warriors in a rush and roar. The first charges down toward Praxim, the ugly hook scratching sparks from the wall above the paladin's head as he ducks away. The second turns toward Tomaru and Rhianni, hacking at the cleric without success. The third crashes through the second set of doors, catching Lym standing and cursing into the pit. His hook bites deep, spraying blood across the walls.
Praxim takes a 5-foot step back and unloads arrows into the ogre in front of him.
Looking around at the ogres exploding from everywhere, Thordak rolls his eyes, "Of course! Now you all come out!" As he sees Lym get cut badly, "Blast! Hold on, lass!" he hollers as he takes a step near Lym and swings his longaxe at the ogre next to her, finding himself irritated he's unable to muster all his strength behind it.
Hoping to give Lym some space, Kellen makes a run at the ogre who burst through the doors.
Lym curses as the Ogres wound her - but despite the blood loss, she thrusts a hand into the face of the Ogre not currently stuck down a pit and unleashes rays of arctic blue into its misshapen mug!
This'll teach me not to grandstand.
Everyone was just healed for 11. I have to make my way to you on my next turn.
Kellen takes a hit as he moves into position to attack the ogre in the door.
Praxim fills the ogre fighter with arrows, but the brute keeps coming despite his wounds. Thordak's winded attacks do not penetrate the ogre's tough hide. Lym's frost sets the ogre to howling, and it scrunches its face in pain.
A few rounds ago, he made his bow holy, which inflicts an extra 2d6 against evil creatures. I assumed that these guys counted as bad boys.
Rhianni steps behind Tomaru and calls on the arcane forces to send down a snow of the stars, over the two ogres in the passage.
School conjuration (creation); Level bard 2, sorcerer/wizard 2
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S, M (ground mica)
Range medium (100 ft. + 10 ft./level)
Area creatures and objects within 10-ft.-radius spread
Duration 1 round/level
Save Will negates (blinding only); SR no
A cloud of golden particles covers everyone and everything in the area, causing creatures to become blinded and visibly outlining invisible things for the duration of the spell. All within the area are covered by the dust, which cannot be removed and continues to sparkle until it fades. Each round at the end of their turn blinded creatures may attempt new saving throws to end the blindness effect.
Any creature covered by the dust takes a –40 penalty on Stealth checks.
A few rounds ago, he made his bow holy, which inflicts an extra 2d6 against evil creatures. I assumed that these guys counted as bad boys.
The two covered by the golden particles of Rhianni's spell scratch and claw their eyes, cursing and spitting. One staggers down the hall, swinging his hook in vicious arcs trying to hit Praxim. The second lashes out where he has heard footsteps, and ugly fate works in his favor. His hook catches Tomaru up under his left arm, stabbing upward and puncturing a lung. The ogre warrior is blind, but he knows a savage hit when feels it. He blubbers with laughter as he lifts Tomaru up on his hook and slams him down to the floor.
The ogre in the doorway shoulders Kellen aside to force his way out. The maneuver throws him off balance just enough to cause his overhand chop at Lym to go wide.
Meanwhile, deep in the pit, the ogre begins to scrabble his way upward.
I'm going to die again aren't I?
Tomaru trusts in the Song of Spheres and casts Hold Person (DC 17) against the ogre not blinded.
"We need to regroup. Move back to Praxim." If we get out of this alive, the Black Arrows will have nothing but bad luck, I swear.
Praxim grimaces as the ogre takes four good arrows and stays standing.
He starts with the ogre in front of him, then switches to the other blind one if the first falls.
AOO on Ogre:
"Tomaru's right; let's finish this and pull back. Rhianni, can you grab him? That hook can't have felt good."
Rhianni moves next to Tomaru, she provides him with a small shot of goodness and health.
Praxim's first arrow downs the ogre pinning him to that end of the hall, but his next two do not pierce the the thick hide of the blind ogre further down. His fourth arrow manages to stick itself in the creatures backside!
The ogre that burst from the room, already wounded, is taken down by Thordak and Kellen's quick reactions.
"Sagittae, omne erroe vacuae, e manu meu evolete!" Lym chants, aiming her hand at the Ogre at the end of the corridor and pelts it with four bolts of arcane force!
Praxim sends more arrows into the blind ogre, at least two of which find internal vital organs.
Seeing there's no room for him to get to the ogre to his north, and the other resides in a pit far too deep for him to reach, Thordak takes out a vial from within his pack and drinks it.
The ogre spins about, hit from all sides with spells and arrows. The final arrow takes it in the eye, and it falls to the floor with a THUD. From the pit, two huge meaty hands reach the lip, as the ogre hauls himself upward. Hanging halfway onto the floor, it slams its hook into the floor to aid his climb.
Oh, no you don't, ugly! Kellen utters as he fires at the climbing ogre.
Tomaru begins singing sotto voce and butterflies begin spiraling about him in an expanding diameter. Everyone they touch (not the ogres) are healed.
Kellen's bolt hits the ogre, scratching his shoulder, but he keeps climbing...
Praxim double moves up the hallway.
Lym sights up the Ogre, grimaces - and hurls a bolt of force into its misshapen face!
Thordak steps over next to Lym, "Alright, big fella, Thordak's waitin' for ya." Thordak readies his axe to drive it into the ogre's skull as soon as he gets the chance.
Rhi starts to encourage her friends.
The ogre clambers up out of the pit with a snarl, lurching to his feet holding his hook out in front him as a ward of sorts. Thordak's axe chops into its shoulder with a crunch, sending it back into the pit with a crash. Looking down into the bottom, you can see it isn't moving.