Not seeing what happened Trox is moving to get to the front of the group. He double times it to Skarn and only then notices the wet dead creature which causes a shrug.
Druamin approaches the fallen body and clicks his tongue.
"Skarn and Faywen, you certainly made quick work of this guy. I bet the guys in the barn didn't even notice. We might be able to get the drop on them. Or not. Maybe just the full frontal assault. Either way, we need to move quickly. It won't take long for them to miss their companion."
Smiling, Faywen gives Druamin a nod before creeping over to one side of the barn door.
Reynard sneaks over with the others.
As you peek in...
The barn houses several mounds of molding hay, grain stores, and even a large but crude still. Two catwalks rise up along the walls, leading to doors near the ceiling in the east wall. Lower, a pair of massive doors, boarded over with thick timbers, allows ground access to the room beyond. Several dingy kennels are built into the walls under the catwalks.
Hograth (Red) is the eldest of the three, a hulking brute with a vestigial arm growing from his left elbow and a no-necked, dented head. Jeppo Graul (Blue) is a big, handsome boy towering over his brothers. His eyes are huge and milky white, and his skin pale as the full moon. Sugar (Yellow) is the shortest of the Grauls, standing barely more than 5 feet tall, with crooked stumpy legs and constantly twitching skin.
They have not yet noticed you.
Realizing that at least Cordwin had his back, Skarn charges in and attacks Red with his weapon Bane, and Divine Favor, and Power Attack, oh and he's a giant...
vs FF AC
x4, P
Trox charges in behind Skarn and locks eyes with the yellow monstrcity and bellows out a challenge to it to focus on him.
Cordwin will shoot a poisoned bolt at Blue.
Skarn comes in and plants a pick right in the head of the ogrekin, killing it instantly. Trox angers another.
Glad that he decided to hang back so as not to ruin the surprise, René hustled to move forward.
It appears the poison had no effect on this one.
Faywen gathers another whirling vortex of water around her before sending it crashing down upon the closer ogre .
Druamin watches in amazement as Skarn takes down one of the ogres then he turns to the other two. He quickly casts a spell and a ball of fire appears next to one of them.
Faywen blasts the life out of yellow, and blue jumps out of the way of the flaming ball, but you can tell you are going to quickly overwhelm him.
Reynard charges forward and slashes at the nearer ogre with one of his claws.
Reynard quickly finishes off the last of the 3 younger ogrekin.
The barn houses several mounds of molding hay, grain stores, and even a large but crude still. Two catwalks rise up along the walls, leading to doors near the ceiling in the east wall. Lower, a pair of massive doors, boarded over with thick timbers, allows ground access to the room beyond. Several dingy kennels are built into the walls under the catwalks.
Several keys hang on a bent nail by the main entrance.
Skarn grabs the keys, "search the place, quickly! There may be others in the main house that heard this."
He casts detect magic and looks around...
+2 vs unusual stonework, +1 vs giants
"What about behind those doors?" Druamin points to the doors that the catwalks lead to and to the double doors on the main level. "There might be somethings there too."
Skarn will switch to detect evil and scan to see if there is anything that registers behind the doors.
Druamin tries the boarded up door, but it is stuck fast. Wrenching it open is nearly impossible. You can climb up to the catwalk to go over the wall.
Skarn finds an unlocked chest in the corner. Within lies an agate-studded gold ring worth 50 gp, a necklace of emeralds and silver worth 350 gp, a pair of small leather gloves studded with pearls, a large sack filled with assorted coins (210 gp, 452 sp, and 108 cp), and a ruby-inlaid red dragon- scale cloak clasp worth 600 gp. In addition, there are a few elven made long bows, some armor, a battle axe and a hand axe, a ring, a rapier, masterwork longsword and dagger.
One bow, one leather armor, one battle axe, one hand axe, the ring, and the leather gloves are all radiating magic.
René called softly down to Skarn. "Any of those there things have a Black Arrow logo or sommat?"
You see at least one insignia.
longbow is +1 shocking
leather armor, battle axe, hand axe and rapier are all +1
ring of protection +1
gloves of arrow snaring
"Hmm. I don't need any of that but if you guys find it useful, then by all means, take it. We'll just sell everything else back in town. Now. What do we do about these doors." Druamin turns to Skarn. "I bet some of those keys will open the doors."
"I can use the ring if no one else needs it more." Reynard says, holding it up and looking around between the others.
Skarn hands the keys to Druamin as he continues to concentrate on his detect evil spell and scans the area.
Taking the keys, Druamin goes to both the upper doors and the lower door to see if any of them work.
The doors don't seem to have locks, they are just stuck. The keys must be for something else.
"Well these keys aren't doing anything here. Shall we break down the doors or go to the house?"
Yes, that seems to be the recommended course of action. Cordwin says with a nod.
René stared blankly as his companions as they respond to a 'which should we do' question with a 'yes'. Then he suggested, "Let's just check out the house. Bustin' down the door is bound ta be noisy and it seems like it's been that way for a bit, so it can wait some."
Reynard is just about to hit the door at a full run, but stops and shrugs when Rene suggests a different course. "Whatever works."
Ok, so you turn and look towards the house.
"The house it is." The side of the house facing the barn has a couple of doors and windows on the lower level. Druamin approaches the closest of the windows and tries to peak inside.
Druamin sneaks up to a window, then trips and breaks the window!
This musty chamber smells of blood and week-old meat, and is thick with clouds of fat, greasy flies. Thumb-sized cockroaches dance along the walls, floor, and ceiling. A thick butcher's block sits under three cruel-looking cleavers that hang on a rack above. Bloodstained smocks of thick leather, one still dripping fresh gore, hang on bone-spur hooks by the door. A crockery platter of severed fingers and toes sits on a rickety old table next to a dried sinew basket overflowing with hacked-off hands and feet, all sporting stubs of congealed blood where their digits once were. A family of lucky rats gorges itself on the red stumps.
Even for a dwarf, the smell is sickening.
It takes a moment for Druamin's eyes to adjust to the dim light in the room. The almost overwhelming stench rolling through the broken window doesn't help. As the objects in the room come into focus he almost retches then he returns back to the group.
"That is utterly foul in there. We need to find a different way in."
Reynard stays back, but looks in the window from a distance.
Reynard looks over the remains, and determines that human seems to be the common element.
Skarn moves up and joins Druamin...