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            She nods, "Alright then, let's see what these poor bastards had on them and just keep what we can absolutely use and leave the rest. Then the real fun begins. I'm sure whatever is behind them isn't going to be as easy to put down." She says as she starts looking over their bodies for anything useful.
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

| Frostine | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Looking towards the camp she says softly to the others as they lay low, "Okay...obviously they've been expecting an attack for a while because those clearly weren't their best men. I'm pretty sure the element of surprise is out the window and we should be careful and try to get an estimate of just how many of these bastards we're dealing with. We should try to take them in small groups if possible but I have some ideas that could help us level the playing field but I don't want to resort to them until the fighting actually starts, so..why don't we get a little closer and see if we can tell how big this place is and possibly a visual on our hostages?" She theorizes quietly with the others while going over a rough plan in her head.
Edging just a little closer she tries to get an idea of just how big the camp is and how they should approach. She also tries to see if she can see any signs of where they might be keeping the women.
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

| Frostine | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            "Well...if it wasn't pouring down rain I would say set some of the tents near the edges of the tents on fire to create a diversion....but we also don't know where the women are at...so that wouldn't be good anyways. Any ideas?" She asks as she tries to keep her voice down.

| Frostine | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            She nods, "Okay...then I was thinking I could make Sig, Dan, and Thorgr a little bit bigger and make my crossbow hit a little harder and see where the day takes us?" She says with a grin while looking at the others, "If we take too long to figure a plan out though they'll catch us before we're ready. I'm just pretty sure at this point that negotiating is out of the question and this is a search and destroy mission with a side of rescue the damsels."

| Frostine | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            She thinks for a moment, "Not a bad plan...but what if we go around to the other side of the camp and one of us creates some kind of distraction? Do you think that would lure some of them, or would they see through such a cheap trick?" She asks with a grin as her outfit becomes much more revealing and clingier than possibly appropriate for an expectant mother.

| Frostine | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            She sighs as she looks a bit crestfallen, as if denied a favorite toy. Giving him a coy smile she says, "Shhh...okay fine. Operation kick ass it is then." As she speaks her outfit changes again to tight fitting dark leather breeches, with a dark leather corseted top without sleeves and a somewhat less revealing neckline. Though it clings to her in the pouring rain, she couldn't imagine getting around in a dress with all this mud. Her hair goes into one long braid as she looks up at her warrior and smiles, "There...better?"

| Frostine | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            "Mmmhmm....well, I can't very well go trudging through the mud in a dress so just you put those eyeballs back in your head. We've got bastards to slay." She says getting up on her tip toes to give him a kiss, "Save that firey stuff for later. You'll need it to warm me up." Giving him a lurid grin she then looks back at the others, "We ready to do this thing, or are we just having a wet shirt contest?" She asks with a chuckle.

| Frostine | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Holding up her hands she says, "Alright alright...I'm sorry I started it. We gotta get serious now though because they sure as hells are gonna be seriously rough with us. So, gather round boys and girls and let me tell ya what we're gonna do." She lays out the plan before getting everyone close to her, which was basically turning Sig, Thorgr, and Dan large size to increase their reach and ability to lay the smack down on the orcs. She would throw some thunderstones before the battle ensued increasing the chaos while an invisible Jerrica would find the women and free them getting them somewhere safe before returning to the fray while Frostine would empower her bow and lay down cover fire. Handing a few potion bottles to her she says, "There are two invisibility potions, and a potion of cure moderate wounds in case one of them is hurt. If you need a distraction to get them out you can use a few of these thunderstones and here's a couple of smoke sticks if you need cover. We'll keep the boys busy while you help them out. Does that make sense to everyone?" She asks as she lays it out on the line. She had been thinking about this for quite some time.

| Frostine | 
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            Okay, so basically Sig, Dan, and Thorgr are already enlarged which should last 30 rounds and I cast Gravity bow on my crossbow which should also last 30 rounds. May the odds be forever in our favor. Lol

| Sigrdrífa Helmsdottir | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            "If it weren't raining I'd suggest a fire but yeah, it looks like we just need to get this done." Sig says with a chuckle, drawing her axe. "While I have nothing against wet shirt contests, let's get this done."

| Frostine | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            She nods at Sig as everyone gets ready. As the orcs see them she moves up and fires at one of them.
Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 3
Moving up to E34 and attacking O15

| Sigrdrífa Helmsdottir | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Sig begins her battle chant, knowing that the strength provided by her magic could be the difference between success and failure.
inspired rage +1 (+2 Str/Con) ,+1 to AC vs Melee (2 rounds)

| Thorgr | 
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            Enlarged and emboldened, Thorgr charges forward to strike the closest orc.
Move to B/C,27/28 and attack O14.
Attack: 1d20 + 1 + 1 - 1 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 1 + 1 - 1 + 8 + 2 = 31; Confirm: 1d20 + 1 + 1 - 1 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 1 + 1 - 1 + 8 + 2 = 27; Critical Damage: 2d8 + 12 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (6, 5) + 12 + 2 + 2 = 27

| GM Boobear | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Several orcs charge toward Dan and Thorgr, while others form a defensive line at their camp.
O10: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 2 = 8
O12: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 5 + 2 = 22; Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 1) + 4 = 9
O13: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 5 + 2 = 19; Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 4) + 4 = 12
O11: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 5 + 2 = 19; Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 4) + 4 = 10
O15: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25; Confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9; Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2) + 4 = 8
The orcs make short work of the healer, bringing him down.
Round 1: Sig, Jerrica, Frostine, Thorgr, Dan (stabilize), Orcs

| Sigrdrífa Helmsdottir | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Seeing Dangren fall, Sig charges forward bringing her axe to bear on the one of the orcs before her as she bellows her war chant. O15
1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 2 + 1 - 1 + 1 = 23
2d6 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2, 6) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 12
[url= Raging song round 4/16
"My father was a wolf
I'm a kinsman of the slain
Sworn to rise again
I will bring salvation, punishment and pain
The hammer of hate is our faith
Power and dominion are taken by the will
By divine right hail and kill
Hail, Hail, Hail, Hail and Kill, Hail and Kill
Hail, Hail, Hail, Hail and Kill, Hail and Kill"

| Frostine | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Moving up to H28 and casting Color spray on the three orcs in front of Dan. I don't think I can reach O9 with it, but it should catch the three right?
Moving up quickly behind Dan she waves her hands towards the orcs as she sprays them with confusing colors of the rainbow. Looking at the Orc standing just a little behind his friends she says angrily, "All of you are going to pay for taking those women and if he dies I'll personally rip out your throat!"
Intimidate: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
*crosses fingers* Here's hoping, we really need Dan with us if we are gonna stand a chance of winning this thing.

| Jerrica DeLamis | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Jerrica foregoes her stealthy approach to attack the orc Frostine intimidated. Dan's safety was of the utmost importance for their survival.
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28; Confirm: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22; Damage: 2d6 + 8 ⇒ (2, 4) + 8 = 14; Sneak Attack: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 3) = 4

| GM Boobear | 
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            One Will Save to Rule Them All: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0
UBS: 2d4 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2; BS: 1d4 ⇒ 4
Sig's axe connects with her target and Jerrica dispatches her foe. The orcs fall unconscious as Frostine's spell takes effect.
Round 2: Sig, Jerrica, Frostine, Thorgr, Dan (stabilize), Orcs

| Thorgr | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Thorgr, glances at the fallen cleric, but returns his focus on the orcs in front of him.
Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 8 + 1 + 1 - 1 = 15; Damage: 2d8 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8, 7) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 23
Cleave: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 8 + 1 + 1 - 1 = 19; Damage: 2d8 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3, 2) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 13

| GM Boobear | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            The orcs near the camp hold their positions while two attack Thorgr.
O8: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
O12: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25; Confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23; Damage: 4d4 + 8 ⇒ (4, 3, 2, 1) + 8 = 18
The orc drives its blade deep into Thorgr's midsection. The orcs near the camp let out an encouraging battlecry for their bloody comrade.
Round 3: Sig, Jerrica, Frostine, Thorgr, Dan, Orcs
O15 hp: -7

| Frostine | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Looking at Jerrica she says, "Give that healing potion I gave you to Dan, we need him if we're gonna stay in this fight. Sig finish off one of those bastards. I have to try and help Thorgr." Turning she moves a little closer to the orcs attacking thorgr and throws a ray of frost at the one closest to her hoping to slow him down.
Moving to F28 and RTA on O12
Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1

| Sigrdrífa Helmsdottir | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Standing at her full enlarged height, Sig belts out her battle chant glaring wrathfully at the orcs ahead of her, holding their gazes as she ruthlessly brings her axe down with explosive results on the unconscious orc before her.
Enlarged raging CDG: 6d6 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6, 3, 1, 5, 3, 6) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 32
Blood pinata!

| Thorgr | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Thorgr continues his assault on the orcs in front of him.
Attack O8: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 1 + 1 - 1 = 16; Damage: 2d8 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3, 5) + 6 + 1 + 1 + 2 = 18
Cleave: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 1 + 1 - 1 = 29; Confirm: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 1 + 1 - 1 = 16; Critical Damage: 4d8 + 12 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (7, 4, 2, 2) + 12 + 2 + 2 = 31
 
	
 
     
     
    