Round 1 |HP 32/49 | Lay on Hands 6/6 | Smite Evil 2/2 | Arrows 34/40 | Spells 2/2
Brag attacks the two trolls closest to himself and Thurl (the one in the boat and the one in the water).
Adamantine Longbow Rapid & Point Blank Shot Attack + Thurl
The Flood troll in the boat is killed. The other in the water is injured (fka bloodied).
"Trolls, what foul beasts," Roccavisk says, popping her head out of the water. "Melt their wounds before they clot. Use corrosion or flame; the difference is meaningless."
She casts acid arrow on the troll in the water.
The troll in the water sizzles, green mist evaporating from his wounds.
AC 21, hp 36/36
Spells: 1st 6/6; 2nd 2/3; Mental Focus 10/10
The troll misses with his spear before being pierced by 2 arrows and falling to the floor of the boat with a thump.
Round 1
Rage 14/16
Lem Enters a rage, and leaps across the other canoe onto land and launches attacks fiercely!
Lem attacks the middle troll
Lem glances at the north troll on his shore and says,
Lem leaps across the river and plows the troll into pulp.
Round 1 | HP: 55/55 | Judgements 0/1 | Spells 5/5 | Perfect Strike 1/3
As a swift action, Arbaro cast judgment(Destruction) and gains +2 on attacks. Then he fires first at the closest one in the trees.
Perfect Strike rerolls
Crit confirmed!
x3=36!
Seeing that his first arrow drops the troll, he aims his second at the next one in line.
Round 1
The troll drops from the trees, an arrow piercing his heart. But as the other two canopy trolls hoot and holler, you see the troll on the ground rise. The arrow in his chest is pushed out from the bleeding hole, the gap in his chest closing over with strands of flesh.
The three canopy trolls swing from the trees and leap over the rocks and shoreline toward Arbaro, all alone.
The first leaps from the trees in a single swing and thuds against the floorboards in one bound. The second lunges from the beach and his claws and tail clatter on the wood, water sloshing over the sides and almost swamping the canoe. Finally the third, the hole in his chest already closed up from Arbaro's arrow, slams into the thwart, cracking it and sinking the canoe below the water.
Hooting and hollering like howler monkeys the three canopy trolls attempt to stay above the waterline without drowning.
Round 2
The two flood trolls on land are in awe at Lem's pulverizing of their friend. They leap into the water
The northern troll spears at Roccavisk.
The troll in the boat with Thurl and Brag shudders back to life, his wounds closing up from the water. He claws at Thurl then Bragoleb, having dropped his spear when he was "dead."
Round 2, everyone is up.
"Brilliant plan, stoneman," she says. "Lure them into the boat and capsize it."
It's hard to tell whether she is being serious or not through the heat of battle.
Round 2
Rage 13/16
Lem takes a 5 foot step into the water and takes a swing at the troll between Thurl and Brag.
in anticipation of the troll regenerating Lem hits it again
Lem yells at the strongest looking hanging troll
Round 2 | HP: 55/55 | Judgements 0/1 | Spells 5/5 | Perfect Strike 0/3
"Is that why you said to melt them? Trolls. Why did it have to be trolls? Maybe I should add some magic to this bow, acid wouldn't be too bad."
Arbaro swims and moves further up the bank to fire his arrows. Shooting at the two that are already injured.
After Lem smashes the troll, Roccavisk splashes acid on the troll, ending its regeneration.
Arbaro drops one troll, and the other is weak. You know the dropped one will rise again unless burnt, however.
Round 2 | HP 35/35 | Advice 15/17 | Awaken Divinity 6/6 | Ki Pool 9/10
Thurl draws his double-chained Kama and slashes at the most injured canopy troll still standing.
As the attack flies through the air, Thurl loudly asks in what somehow remains a calm voice, "Excuse me, does anyone have an acid flask we can hit these ones with?"
In a loud and somewhat furious voice, "THEY WILL GET TIRED OF BEING SMASHED EVENTUALLY." Then Lem looks around for his next prey.
Round 2
Brag chips in the attack with an acid flask.
Brag's flask of acid disintegrates not one but two downed trolls from splash damage. The remaining canopy troll takes 1 acid damage, and his regeneration is nullified for 1 round.
Round 2
The remaining canopy troll swims toward Bragoleb. Anger and rage make the waters foam with his trashes.
He roars, leaping from the water, propelled by his arms on the side of the canoe and stabs at Bragoleb with his tail.
Round 3
The flood troll swims behind Bragoleb to flank and drives his claws into the paladin, raking them across the hull of the ship as he tears at Bragoleb's back.
The other flood troll runs away. Frightened by Lem's shouts and mighty earthbreaker, he screams in Giant,
You feel a roar more than you hear it. Like the sound of a dam bursting, or of floodgates being opened, a troll, twice as large as any other flood troll you've seen today shambles out of the waterfall. Her claws and teeth are as long as your arms, and her skin is wrinkled like a turtle's neck. Around her arm is a small, lizardlike creature with wings and fins that leaps into the water as she exits the waterfall.
The troll mother claws at Roccavisk.
The Tiny dragon flies high above the rocks and laughs.
"Look, more trinkets for our menagerie! I like the circlet on that one," the dragon says in Common to the big troll, pointing at Thurl. It flicks its claw and a wave of water shoots from its hand, pushing Thurl off the boat.
The dragon hmphs. "Well that could have gone better."
Round 2 | HP 28/35 | Advice 14/17 | Awaken Divinity 5/6 | Ki Pool 8/10
"Watch out for the dragon's breath! That troll can regenerate in water as well!"
Thurl moves closer to Bragoleb to provide him support. He touches his shoulder, his Ki flowing through into Bragoleb.
Thurl then projects his voice with his Ki toward Roccavisk, "May your skin toughen to defend you in this time of trial!"
Round 3 | HP: 55/55 | Judgements 0/1 | Spells 5/5 | Perfect Strike 0/3 | Gravity Bow Wand charges 24
Arbaro takes a 5' step back and says
"Woah, that momma is big!"
As he steps he pulls out a wand and enchants his bow which seems to do nothing but Arbaro does not seem upset.
"Oh, I forgot! I also have acid splash but it will only hit one at a time."
round 3
Rage 12/16
Hp 65/65+12 temp
Lem takes a short step to the flood troll by Brag and swings.
Lem strides toward the large troll and says,
"Gratitude, Wisdombringer," Roccavisk says.
She 5' swims away from the mother troll's reach and splashes Lem's pulpy mess of a troll.
"I have gleaned wisdom from the relics of shipwrecks, can conjure beasts from the planes at my whim, studied the arts of unbalancing my opponents, and yet here I am, playing mop up like some kind of acidic maintenance worker," she says through her scowl. Though when I learned the art of tripping, I did so under the assumption that my banishment would have me fighting *out* of the water more often than not, but, well, here we are...
Round 3 |HP 32/49 | Lay on Hands 6/6 | Smite Evil 2/2 | Arrows 31/40 | Spells 2/2
Brag attacks the troll in the boat.
Adamantine Longbow Rapid Shot Point Blank Attack + Thurl
Crit Confirm (19)
Total Damage = 16+15+10+16+11 = 68
Brag uses Thurls swift action movement to jump to the land.
As he jumps he commands Shadow, "Fly to safety."
The Canopy troll falls, his chest stuck with arrows like a backwards porcupine.
Round 4
The remaining flood troll climbs the rocks
and pounces onto Lem
with his claws.
The tidepool dragon soars high above Thurl and shoots another jet of water at the monk.
"Who wants to drink from the firehose?"
The scrag troll bellows and engulfs Lem in a flurry of claws and teeth.
He rends Lem's flesh
Party is up.
Brag sees Lem take a large amount of hits and pulls out his CMW wand.
To Lem in
Round 4 | HP: 55/55 | Judgements 0/1 | Spells 5/5 | Perfect Strike 0/3 | Gravity Bow Wand charges 24
Arbaro aims for the chatty flying one.
Round 4 | HP 28/35 | +4 to all AC and CMD | Advice 13/17 | Awaken Divinity 5/6 | Ki Pool 7/10
Thurl splutters as the wash of water does it’s best to push him off the boat but manages to stand his ground.
Thurl sees Lem take a savage attack from the troll and yells, ”Rage protect you and thicken your skin!”
Thurl takes a step toward the prow of the boat and focuses his Ki into his natural reflexes.
Round 4
Rage 11/16
HP 54/65
AC vs small 16+3 from Barkskin
AC vs medium+ 18+3
Lem focused on the large foe swings Quaker relentlessly.
And again, but too quick to get as much umpf into the attack.
Lem lets out a fierce yell.
The tidepool dragon squeals, "Eep!" as Arbaro's arrow slice through his thin frame. "I never got to write my will!"
It flutters to the ground, dead.
Lem smashes first the scrag, and then the smaller troll.
The flood troll dies. Roccavisk douses it with acid to end its regeneration.
Round 5
She bellows wordlessly.
AC 16
Round 5 |HP 32/49 | Lay on Hands 6/6 | Smite Evil 2/2 | Arrows 28/40 | Wand CMW 18/20 | Wand Flaming Sphere 10/10 | Spells 2/2
Brag tries his hand at an offensive wand attack - flaming sphere. He aims at the scrag troll and ...
Wand Flaming Sphere Attack
The wand does nothing and Brag looks at it wondering what he did wrong.
With his remaining action, he heals Lem again with the CMW wand.
Round 5
Rage 10/16
HP 53/65
AC 21
Lem swings at the troll wildly
Lem again shouts out
Round 5 | HP: 55/55 | Judgements 0/1 | Spells 5/5 | Perfect Strike 0/3 | Gravity Bow Wand charges 24
Arbaro walks along the beach and douses the downed troll with Acid Splash.
"Wow, what a mess. I've never killed a dragon before!"
Arbaro searches the bodies and the surrounding area for loot, caves, bodies, and hideouts.
The stench of the troll's cave seeps through even the smell of fresh water cascading down the falls. From the waterfall where the scrag troll emerged is a small, hollowed out cleft under the cataract. The usual filth of troll life lies scattered about, with indentions in the soft clay where the smaller trolls lay to sleep. In a filthy leather bag about to fall apart from age is 2044 gold pieces of various make. Just above eye level, in a crack in the rock with dried green dragon guano leaking off the side, is the nest of the tidepool dragon. Proudly displayed in the corner where the light catches it best is a collection of the dragon's prized possessions decorating a crudely painted porcelain doll: 3 rings, a headband, three necklaces, and a belt.
Riverclub ring
Ring of serene contortions
Headband of social competence
Amulet of natural armor +1
Bloodstone collar
Pendant of the blood scarab
Ghoulbane belt
Creepy doll.
Your canoe is swamped but otherwise still serviceable.
Brag calls Shadow to return from hiding in the trees and helps remove the water from the canoe.
"I would like the Bloodstone Collar for Shadow and the Ghoulbane belt, if no one else has need of them."
Lem cools his head, and rests in the stream briefly. After recovery, Lem works to lift with canoes to the surface of the water.
Lem eventually gets them above water (maybe with help) and pulls them to the shore.
Lem reaches for the Amulet of Natural Armor, and the Ring of Protection, "I think these would help me quite a bit"
Thurl grounds his canoe and shambles onto the shore, sopping wet from the soaking the dragon gave him. Thurl assists in the recovery of the other canoe if needed and suggests, "Perhaps we should just carry the canoes past these rapids."
At the discovery of the dragon's stockpile of items, Thurl spies the Headband and says, "Alas, I would appreciate such a headband, but I already possess one. I would like to look into that Doll more however, It intrigues me." Thurl shows no more interest in any of the other items and lets the others distribute them as desired. Anything not wanted, he will keep in his pack to sell later.
That evening, Thurl makes special note of the rapids on his map of the river and notes in his journal the encounter with the trolls/dragon while his sips his tea and warms by the fire, drying his clothes. He spends a few minutes studying the doll closer as well, looking to check its craftsmanship and style, using his Ki to sharpen his mind and remember any slight details he might need.
Arbaro finds the dragon's body, skins, and prepares it.
"I might add this to my cloak once it is cured or I might sell it. This tidepool dragon might be too small to sell."
Taking the Ring of Serene Contortions and the Pendant of the Blood Scarab.
"Rocc, you should take the Riverclub Ring. It looks fun! Or we can sell it along with the Headband of Social Competence."
"I am all for walking. Trying to stand on a rocking boat while it slips backward and I'm trying to protect others is more trouble than it's worth to save my legs. I think we should walk the rest of the way. Rocc, obviously you don't have to but we're not really made for it like you are."
That rocking boat made me miss the steady earth beneath my feet.
Arbaro will assist 'url with the strange doll, +2, and Guidance +1 more.
Brag feels the pain of his injuries as the adrenaline of the battle drains away. He reaches for the cure light wounds wand and heals Lem and Thurl. Then he lays hands on himself.
The canoes dry out and you move them over the rapids. It takes a while, for even though Lem is strong he cannot carry two canoes by himself.
The surrounding area shows more signs of the trolls' activities, with bones scattered about above and below the rapids area. There is a line of low clefts in this area, which the trolls used to hunt both above and below the curve of the cliffs. The geography helped to hide them from animals and the occasional hunter out alone. Nothing else of value is found, but you know the animals and rangers in the area will appreciate the death of the trolls.
The doll is nothing magical or cursed. It is just a creepy looking doll.
"I am all for walking. Trying to stand on a rocking boat while it slips backward and I'm trying to protect others is more trouble than it's worth to save my legs. I think we should walk the rest of the way. Rocc, obviously you don't have to but we're not really made for it like you are."
That rocking boat made me miss the steady earth beneath my feet.
"I would prefer to stay on the water if possible. Perhaps, we could cut some of these bends on the rapids out by carrying the canoes for a little ways until the water smooths back out."
Roccavisk openly stares at Thurl in disgust as he dries his clothes.
"My memory of how ugly you dry-legs are had thankfully slipped away," she says before turning her head. "Now the night must be spent trying to forget again..."
Seeing Arbaro's suggestions, Roccavisk shakes her head. "There is no use for such a thing," she says. "As for the headband of social competence, this object is best suited for..." she scans all four of you. "Well, all of you. I wish there were four of them. As for walking, my tail can slither along quite fine. River or rock is of no matter to this fish."
She pauses with a look of curiosity before saying, "You do know that is what my moniker means, do you not? Roccavisk, Rockfish. It is a cruel label merfolk give those banished from the sea."
Arbaro glares at Roccavisk for her comments about the group's lack of social skills.
"Are you sure you're not the one who needs social competence? Come on, let's get going before Rocc has another fit."
Brag raises an eyebrow of concern at Arbaro. "Arbaro, was that really necessary. You're only proving her right with your outburst."
Turning to Roccavisk. "Roccavisk, since it is just a label, and an apparently unwanted label at that, what is your real name?"
Lem says, “we’ll, Roccavisk, I don’t know the problem, you seem ok to me.”
Lem admires the new ring and amulet and says, ”the water hasn’t been too rough on us yet, if we don’t take the canoes we should at least take the river path. It would be nice to be able to return the canoes if we make it back to Pridon’s.”
Thurl apologizes to Roccavisk profusely, "I'm sorry, I'm not used to propriety when out in the wilderness. I will endeavor to avoid exasperating your sensibilities."
Thurl listens to the talk about the canoes and says, "Keeping our options open is always better than limiting ourselves. Lets keep the canoes and travel by river. Also, they would make a return trip much faster. We can circumvent any more rapids if necessary, but perhaps your feathered companions might provide some warning of further ambushes?"
Thurl settles in for a restful night.