As you sneak down the formerly trapped corridor, you hear the voices stop when a sharp "Shh! What was that?" was spat out.
Coming to the larger chamber, you see embedded into the floor is a ten-foot-diameter granite emblem of a faded gold and white longsword. Four passages lead out of the chamber in different directions. A portcullis blocks the southern exit, and a sturdy wooden door leads west. A ladder in the southern corner of the room leads upward, and a small chest and decrepit bookshelf face one another from opposite walls.
You see two figures.
One is a middle aged half orc in leather armor, the other is a human sized troll.
The half-orc spat out an orcish curse as he slowly drew his blades. The troll yowled and leapt.
No Surprise.
Round 1_______________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
With a yell, Asher sprints across the room, heedless of the attacks of the half-elf and the troll.
"A friend of yours?" Varys asks of the middle-aged half-orc as he moves up and sticks his rapier into the troll's heart.
Grobradon almost immediately begins to sing even as he moves closer "Our fathers fathers watch us from their great ancestral halls. They look the the mists of death to see us answers battle's call! And they cheer us on, as foe blood spills in the hall! Shame them not, sons of glory shame them not! They cannot touch the foe, and fight by our sides, yet even dead men are allowed to bask in family pride! Our fathers fathers fathers, and fathers before them , know that their line is locked in battle grim! We do what we must and we won't dishonor them. Shame them not, Sons of Glory ,shame them not!"
He's not sure where her heard the song. For all he knows he's tweaked a dwarven ditty. But it fits.
Clover follows Varys toward the troll. When she's close enough to reach the thing she pops out from behind Varys long enough to take a quick jab at it.
Round 1 completed_______________
With a yell, Asher sprints across the room, heedless of the attacks of the half-elf and the troll.
The troll managed to tag him for 3 points as he passed, but Asher’s immediate retaliatory strike hit perfectly for moderate damage, although the troll’s rubbery hide seemed to absorb some of that damage..
Flitting by the half-orc he dodged the sloppy swing and made another immediate retaliatory strike that again hit perfectly for moderate damage.
Grobradon almost immediately begins to sing That inspire Courage song.
"A friend of yours?" Varys asks of the middle-aged half-orc as he moves up and sticks his rapier into the rubbery troll for moderate damage.
Clover follows Varys toward the troll. When she's close enough to reach the thing she pops out from behind Varys long enough to take a quick jab at it, but missed.
The troll roared and reached out to grab Varys, who made an opportune parry to fend it off and stabbed it again for serious damage.
The half orc tumbled around Asher easily, but missed widely when he tried to stab him.
Then you looked on with disquiet as half the damage you all had dealt the troll healed right up.
Round 2_______________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
Varys steps to the side to let Clover or Grobradon have an opportunity to attack. He stabs out ineffectually and adopts a more defensive stance.
By Cayden's mug, it's healing.
Even as he tries to remember old lore, he slides up to stab at the troll
Half panicking and half rushing, Clover accomplishes nothing useful.
Asher grunts as a swipe from the troll slams into his shoulder hard. "Kill the troll, but let's question his lover here. I have an alchemist's fire." The half-elf dodges around him, swinging wildly. Asher shunts the attack to the side and runs at the half-elf, kneeing him in the midsection, laughing. "You're the lover, pretty boy." He bounds away, striking quickly with a jumping roundhouse to the troll's face, pushing back and creating distance from the beast and his humanoid ally.
Round 2 completed_______________
Varys steps to the side to let Clover or Grobradon have an opportunity to attack. He stabs out ineffectually and adopts a more defensive stance.
Grobradon “By Cayden's mug, it's healing.”
Even as he tries to remember old lore, he slides up to stab at the troll. He hit for minor damage, as it seems resistant somehow as well as regenerating.
Clover Cynosure Half panicking and half rushing, Clover accomplishes nothing useful.
Asher grunts. "Kill the troll, but let's question his lover here. I have an alchemist's fire."
Asher shunts the attack to the side and runs at the half-orc, kneeing him in the midsection for minor nonlethal damage. He bounds away, (his AoO from the half-orc’s AoO hitting for serious nonlethal damage) striking quickly with a jumping roundhouse to the troll's face, pushing back and creating distance from the beast and his humanoid ally. That last damage to the Troll seems to have been entirely resisted.
The half-orc, startled and half-shocked at the violence of the attack, retreated down the hallway behind him where he took the time to unlock a door before throwing it wide open.
Before he did that, you heard the sounds of someone pounding on the door and shouting “Help!”.
When the door is thrown open, you see a kid you’ve never seen before, and he is frightened by the half-orc, cringing away.
The Troll, frustrated and enraged, lashed out at Grobradon.
for a possible slashing damage.
for a possible slashing damage.
Round 3_______________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.