So what now? we have control of the hut yes yes but to where are we going with it? I assume to find baba yaga?
He asked no longer focusing on the door man. As the others said they would cross that bridge when they got there if need be.
I have a feeling we've already gone somewhere. Let's take a gander outside. Percy skips past the warlord with a playful wink and bounces out the door.
Neverhome just shakes his head as he sees Percy, once again, bounding through a portal without a thought. "She really needs to stop doing that."
Bowing to Rotibor in thanks he then turns and follows the troublemaker outside.
Checking her weapons, Sigrun follows.
"Feel free to try to stop her kid." Hobbes says following Gorgeous.
I will be right behind you, let me set Mule to guard the place.
He called after the others hurrying back to his horse and Mr. Pig making sure that the door to pig room was open so it could eat then informing his noble best friend that they were in the process of exploring outside the hut, but he wanted Mule to stay with the hut and guard it from ...well anything trying to enter it not the people he knew. He led Mule to the room with the barbarian door man.
He is part of the hut too Mule, Let him be for now.
He added. That done his gave his friend a soft pat, gathered his gear and hurried out after the others.
He was a few steps out the door and felt a twinge of ... well worry and regret. What if he met his end out here.... what if they all did. It wouldnt do to leave such a valiant member of the team locked inside some smelly chicken hut. He peered into the doorway (But made NO move to reenter) and Whistled Sharply.
Mule my friend!I have thought about it, let us all go.
He called waiting for the noblest of steeds to hurry along to them.
Perhaps friend we can find a nice pretty unicorn mare or something out here for you, Or some Alfalfa... you would like that wouldnt you yes yes?
He said patting the noble horses neck while they hurried to catch the others.
"More than an unicorn, I'd just be happy to not run in something that won't try to kill us..." Zses sighs, following the others by almost dragging his feet on the ground "...I doubt that is going to happen, though."
Ratibor watches indifferently as people begin exiting the Hut. Seconds after you begin to emerge, however, a large rock comes flying toward Percy!
The source of the attack quickly comes into view: a large group of Frost Giants moving to surround the Hut.
Of less immediate importance, it's blatantly obvious that you're no longer in the First World. Snow covers the ground, and there's no weird primal magical happenings. However, you're not in the Whitethrone main square, either. There's nothing around you but wilderness. There also isn't the familiar 'witchy' smell in the air....
Hobbes will angrily draw and fire at the one who dared to throw the rock at Percy.
"Come get some, you disgusting piece of slag! Nobody throws rocks at my Gorgeous!"
Throwing off that lethargy that had been gripping since he returned from the River, and not wanting to be target practice for more boulders, Neverhome bounds off after the closest giant, almost dropping to all fours as he does so.
Something else also drove him on, more than just simple battlelust. It had been something Sigrun had said, or rather, not said. Not gotten the chance to.
Just remembering the first part of her story he rushed at their attackers, wanting to make himself as much as target as he could before his love entered the battlefield.
Following Neverhome's lead, Hila races to charge the same giant, though she is already on all fours as she does so.
Percy takes the hit full in the chest and it nearly bowls her over. The breath is driven from her lungs. It takes her a few seconds to recover. When she does she comes up Laughing and the fateful blessing of Imbrex descends upon you all once again.
The rock comes out of nowhere, slamming into poor Percy with brutal force. Sigrun's head whips around, glaring angrily in the direction of the attacks origin, and the world falls out from beneath her.
Pain...mayhem....so much blood...Father...FATHER!!!!.....blinding pain....white.
The fear was there, powerful, strong....but it did not find the same girl. Instead it found a woman molded by her pain and lost, carved from the ice of suffering, a body of granite, forged to protect a warm heart, one that would destroy anything that threatened what she loved.
Never again
If possible, the air around her grows colder, yet everyone near her could feel a pulse of...life.....undying rage about to be unleashed in its full fury.
Her green eyes seem to almost glitter, her body shakes with a fury that makes the air around her vibrate. No giant would ever take anyone away from her again.
With an inarticulate sound of utter rage, she streaks across her battlefield in an explosion of violence rushing the nearest of the giants.
With a wordless hiss he moved grabbing the saddle of Mule even as the horse began to charge forward mounting smoothly. Giants... He followed Friend Sigruns charge in torwards the giant she was targeting Mule only shifting towards the opposite side she attacked on at close to the last moments. . . His blade flashed out.
Drawing from the magic within his weapon, the elf draws his blade and sighs in frustration.
"Never a moment's peace..."
With a flick of his wrist, a swirl of shimmering wind and snow surround him. Coaxing the wind around him with arcane tones, the elf is propelled forward, after images of him shattering like icicles.
The very tip of his blade catches one of the tall creatures in the hip, but despite it only appearing to be a glancing blow, a jagged edge appears on the tip, ripping flesh off of the enemy. The blue glow around the weapon is deceiving; as it connects, it is obvious this is not the chill of winter but the hot blue of flame.
Sighing with resignation when his fears are confirmed, Zses starts to chant in the direction of the giants. As their shadows blur, the witch tries to fill their hearths with the unnatural fear of what may lurk in the darkness, hoping that he would manage to turn them against each other.
Allie growls at the foe closest to her. Pointing her finger she shoots a ray of fire towards it.
Through coordinated attack, you're able to quickly down the closest giant. A moment later, Zses' magic sows confusion in their ranks. One giant begins to babble nonsensically, while two more draw massive greataxes and begin hacking at each other. The other four giants stare at the spectacle for a few seconds before hurling boulders at the party. Behind you, the Dancing Hut lets out an annoyed *squawk* and prepares to charge.
Hobbes switches targets to one of the giants who through rocks at the party.
Hila pounces on Hobbe's target.
Moving into a flanking position with Hila, Sigrun presses her attack brutally driving her hammer into the giant.
Flipping himself into momentum after the impact of the boulder Neverhome charges at giant Sigru and Hila are already engaged with.
Allies eyes are aflame as she conjures up a huge ball of fire in the middle of the giants, being careful not to hit the people in melee.
Percy snatches a bit of Allie's flame and uses it to punch a hole in the fabric of the plane. From that hike she calls her second most favorite elemental companion, Burn-ee!
The living flame joins in on the assault, but fails to connect.
Silence wheeled Mule forward closing with a rock throwing giant...but making sure to stay clear of any angry chicken hut charging lanes. . . just in case.
The elf too moves to give his comrades room, but in the crowded space, he too fails to connect.
With a quick chant, Zses tries to affect one of the giants that wasn't either confused or being beaten down with a curse. Instead of his usual upbeat (if creepy) laugh, this time the witch gives a low, unnerving cackle.
Continuing their coordinated assault, you're able to dispatch another giant. Allie drops a ball of fire on several others right before Ered and Silence charge in. Zses' hex sinks into an enemy's mind, and the resulting confusion causes his axe to narrowly miss Ered - although Silence isn't quite so lucky. Finally, the pair of quarreling giants continue to hack away at each other. One looks almost ready to drop.
Confused Giant 1: 68pts damage, misfortuned
Confused Giant 2: 114pts damage
Confused Giant 3: babbling incoherently
Giant 1: 62pts damage
Giant 2: 51pts damage
Giant 3: 51pts damage
Silence: 20pts damage
Hobbes fires on non-confused giant 1.
Hila pounces upon the same target.
The elf's blade swings wide, initially appearing to be on course to miss the fearsome enemy again, but a swift incantation brings a blast of cold wind to sweep the blade into deep cutting of flesh.
With a fearsome icy efficiency, Sigrun leaps upon the next victim of the group assault, determined to bring brutal death to the giants.
Neverhome follows alongside his love without hesitation, charging the next giant.
The feel of the giants axe clipping his shoulder slammed him back on Mules saddle almost knocking him from the warhorse. He grit his teeth and gripped the katana in both hands slashing back hard in retallation twice in rapid succession not even moments later His mount reared twice slamming into the monsterous brute with his hooves before biting at it.
Allie let forth another ray of fire, aiming at one of the giants that isnt confused.
Once again, Zses casts a curse on one of the still lucid giants, cackling eerily afterwards.
More giants fall. The dueling giants battle ends with the death of the weaker one, but the victor's triumphant bellow is cut short when the third confused giant charges him. Another giant, under the control of Zses' hex suffers grievous wounds from Silence and Ered but is able to shake off the magic long enough to injure both of them. The last giant realizes he's outmatched and turns to run. That's when the Dancing Hut charges in, picks him up in its beak, and swallows him. Moments later, you hear Ratibor shout furiously in his native tongue.
Confused Giant 1: 104pts damage
Confused Giant 2: attack nearest creature (confused Giant 1)
Giant 1: 119pts damage, misfortuned
Giant 2: 51pts damage