Round 4
Xan keeps booking it! Oh look a shortcut!
Boffy jumps into Xandarian's leg, which is often a sigh the hare wants the paladin attention. Boffy point to small unexposed portion of the battlements that they can go through.
Round 5
Vandomir continues his efforts to knock down the closest of the trolls...
x3
Second attack
x3
-------------------Round 5
Im Slashing in the rain
Just slashing in the rain
what glorious things!
Hot Dog pretends to be a Skald or bard to get some extra attention, before agile spring attacking over the pit, seeking to boink nearly arriving green troll, before then returning to his original position
-------------------Between 5 and 6
If the green troll approaches, he will have little choice but to eat an attack of opportunity from the long armed mercenary
Not ready to give up on the wands just yet Jorrast tries again....
Round 5
ZSofia remains ready to strike any threats that drop into the trap. Alice flies over head as if you could notice her, and sends another hex to help another ally.
Jorne laughs as he slices through and takes down two of the trolls. He then says to Quince, "just drop the fireball on me. I will heal besides my fire resistance."
Vandomir's arrows pierce the trolls hide as it goes into the fog. Then it slips into the trench, and gets up. Taking multiple attacks from ZSofia and Chizzlall most of them striking. Jorrast has trouble with the wand. Quince drops another fireball burning flesh. Xan begins to slide down the shortcut and finds his foot getting caught in a hole. Gravity takes hold and he falls forward onto his face. with a likely twisted ankle.
Jorne gets hit once...
Round 6
Round 6
Zsófia laughs with the elation of battle as one of the trolls comes lumbering into the obscuring mist and stumbles into the trench. Poised to strike inside its reach, she launches a slashing thrust at the creature's massive belly.
Round 6
Chizzlall looks at the approaching troll with resigned resolve. He motions to Rumbles to engage, and as the rivercat rushes at it through the mist he stabs at it with his polearm. He glowers at it as he wonders if this troll is related to those who drove him and his family out of their home, but it looks like any other troll to him. "Sic 'em, boy-cat!" he mutters, directing Rumbles to swiftly attack again once they are adjacent.
Round 6
Rumbles lopes through the mist at his master's direction, approaching the troll from the opposite side, and spitefully gives it a pair of solid bites.
With those nearby laid low and one of the trolls obscured within the mist, Ulricha focuses her shots on one of those surrounding Jorne as he lays waste to the bulk of the enemy.
Round 5
Xan begins to slide down the shortcut and finds his foot getting caught in a hole. Gravity takes hold and he falls forward onto his face. [dice=damage]1d6 with a likely twisted ankle.
"AAAHH!" The aasimar shouts as his foot gets pinned by hole in the ground. Xandarian spends this round carefully removing his injured foot from the hole.
Seeing the battle well in hand and his bad luck with the wands Jorrast decides to take a look farther out while his invisibility is still working. He flies up and ahead to see what is driving the army.
Round 6
Vandomir turns his efforts to cleaning up the nearest enemies to himself.
x3
Second attack
x3
The mists still obstructing view, Alice chants to prolong the protective luck hex on Ulricha and Hot Dog.
Satisfied with a larger boom. Quince winks at Jorne and darts to the left nimbly.
Popping up from a flip and roll Quince brings his flame-tongue to bear on the troll. He howls with rage.
Round 5--------------
Instead of retreating to his original position, Markus advances (rather then returning past the trench) after failing to succesfully spring attack the troll in the mist due to concealment.
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Round 6
Does the big guy have combat reflexes? Probably does.
Markus spring attacks the orange troll, seeking to trip him
Provoking AoOs from himself and from Jorne
He then uses his remaining spring attack to move back a bit, putting himself 10 feet south of the prone orange troll, which places the troll well within his AoO reach should it try to stand up.
Round 6
Alice chants! Zsofia, Chizzlall, and Rumbles takes the troll down and it falls mostly in the trench. Jorne barely bloody, well covered in troll blood, takes down two more trolls. Vandomir shoots his arrows and thinks they hit... maybe not.
Red and Yellow trolls retreat! The goblins cower where they stand as many of them are captured by stinging vines. The barbrians push forward hacking at the vines. They should be free by next round.
Ulricha releases arrows towards the trolls... she knows one of them hit their mark at least at the howl from the troll.
Markus springs forward and trips the orange troll at the end of the round.
Round 7
Jorne rushes forward with his halberd in his two hands winding up to cleave once more.
The orange troll tries to get up and is laid low by Quince and Markus together.
Seeing the frontline trolls all perish, with the barbarians and goblins advancing in the distance, Ulricha grabs a potion from her belt, quickly drinks it, and slings the bow over her shoulder as she prepares to charge into the fray, her skin taking on a dark, iron grey cast.
Round 7
Xandarian hobbles closer to the battle.
Alice recites an incantation similar to the entangle spell, but thorny vegetation sprouts as well.
Round 7
Vandomir turns his attention to barbarians engaged in gardening their way through the vines...
x3
Critics confirm:
x3
Second attack
x3
Seeing the running troll move up to the advancing soldiers Jorrast decides to try the wand of fireballs again....
Round 7
Ulricha double moves forward and pulls, then drinks a potion on the way to the battle field.
Xandarian hobbles out of the smoke looking worst for wear.
Round 8
Troll
Troll Brute CR 7
Source Monster Codex pg. 227
XP 3,200
Troll barbarian 2
CE Large humanoid (giant)
Init +3; Senses darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision, scent; Perception +11
Defense
AC 21, touch 11, flat-footed 18 (+4 armor, +1 deflection, +3 Dex, +6 natural, –2 rage, –1 size)
hp 125 (8 HD; 6d8+2d12+80); regeneration 5 (acid or fire)
Fort +19, Ref +6, Will +5; +2 vs. magic
Defensive Abilities uncanny dodge
Offense
Speed 40 ft.
Melee bite +14 (1d8+9), 2 claws +15 (1d6+9)
Space 10 ft., Reach 10 ft.
Special Attacks rage (14 rounds/day), rage powers (superstition +2), rend (2 claws, 1d6+13)
Tactics
Before Combat The brute drinks her potion and rages.
Base Statistics When she’s not raging, the barbarian’s statistics are AC 23, touch 13, flat-footed 20; hp 109; Fort +17, Will +3; bite +12 (1d8+7), 2 claws +13 (1d6+7); rend (2 claws, 1d6+10); Str 25, Con 27; CMB +14, CMD 28; Skills Intimidate +11.
Statistics
Str 29, Dex 16, Con 31, Int 6, Wis 11, Cha 4
Base Atk +6; CMB +16; CMD 28
Feats Intimidating Prowess, Mighty Bite, Raging Regeneration, Weapon Focus (claw)
Skills Intimidate +13, Perception +11
Languages Giant
SQ fast movement
Combat Gear potion of bull’s strength; Other Gear chain shirt, amulet of natural armor +1, cloak of resistance +1, ring of protection +1, barbed troll claws, 130 gp
Ecology
Environment cold mountains
Description
More feral than typical trolls, ragers are bloodthirsty maniacs in battle, known for tearing off and swallowing pieces of living opponents. These trolls are the most likely to overeat and devastate the food supply in an area.
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Ameon Trask CR 8
XP 4,800
Male human fighter 6/rogue 3
LE Medium humanoid (human)
Init +4; Senses Perception +9
Defense
AC 23, touch 15, flat-footed 18 (+7 armor, +4 Dex, +1 dodge,
+1 shield)
hp 79 (9 HD; 6d10+3d8+33)
Fort +8, Ref +9, Will +3; +2 vs. fear
Defensive Abilities bravery +2, evasion, trap sense +1,
uncanny dodge
Offense
Speed 30 ft.
Melee +1 short sword +13/+8 (1d6+6/19–20), +1 short sword
+13/+8 (1d6+5/19–20)
Ranged mwk composite longbow +13/+8 (1d8+2/×3)
Special Attacks sneak attack +2d6, weapon training (light
blades +1)
Tactics
During Combat Ameon Trask prefers to fight in melee,
resorting to his ranged weaponry only as a last resort.
If fighting on his own, he uses his fire elemental gems to
quickly recruit aid to allow him an easier time to flank foes.
Morale Ameon tries to flee into the wilderness if reduced to
fewer than 15 hit points.
Statistics
Str 14, Dex 18, Con 14, Int 12, Wis 10, Cha 8
Base Atk +8; CMB +10; CMD 25
Feats Dazzling Display, Dodge, Double Slice, Improved TwoWeapon Fighting, Shatter Defenses, Toughness, Two-Weapon
Defense, Two-Weapon Fighting, Weapon Finesse, Weapon
Focus (short sword), Weapon Specialization (short sword)
Skills Acrobatics +10, Bluff +8, Diplomacy +4, Disable Device
+10, Disguise +5, Intimidate +8, Knowledge (local) +7,
Perception +9, Ride +7, Sleight of Hand +10, Stealth +10,
Survival +5, Swim +4
Languages Common, Skald
SQ armor training 1, rogue talents (finesse rogue), trapfinding +1
Combat Gear fire elemental gems (2), potion of cure moderate
wounds; Other Gear +1 chainmail, +1 short swords (2),
masterwork composite shortbow with 20 arrows, 250 gp
Round 8
He cleaves through the barbarians but does not drop any of them. Large slashing wounds appear on their bodies though.
Jorrast spots more troops inbound but stays where he is, flying back a little and gaining a bit more altitude. He tries the wand again to see if he can whittle the troll and the troops down a little....
Round 8
Zsófia and Chizzlall regroup within the mist, ready for the next wave to come down the gully.
Round 8
The half-orc mercenary is surprised as a hobbling paladin and his hare familiar advance toward the invading army.
Round 8
Xandarian moves forward slowly...
Round 7
Alice double moves to next to Xandarian's position.
Round 8
When he arrives, she descends, and for a second touching his leg, uses CLW to fix his sprained ankle.
Markus double moves forward
And then spring attacks a miraculously alive goblin, before returning to his position
But hilariously enough fails.
Round 7
Retro: Vandomir urges Rocinian forward, and the beast attempts to leap the trenches...
Wow! Just succeeded.
Round 8
Vandomir unleashes some arrows at the nearest enemies...
x3
Second attack
x3
Round 8
When he arrives, she descends, and for a second touching his leg, uses CLW to fix his sprained ankle.
"Ahh", Xandarian says with relief. "Thank you, Alice? Wasn't it?! I owe you a drink!"
✩✩✩✩✩Round 9
The paladin and his hare familiar charged up the battlefield.
Ahh", Xandarian says with relief. "Thank you, Alice? Wasn't it?! I owe you a drink!"
Whether it is the form she magically assumed, or of her own optimistic nature, Alice chuckles. "You're welcome, tall guy. And i'll hold you to that treat."
Quince moves forward and sends another fireball into the foes before him.
Striding forward into battle, Ulricha breaks into a jog, which turns into a full-on run, covering ground far more quickly than someone would expect someone her size to move, she hooks to her right, making a bee-line for a goblin behind Jorne, racing forward to plant her axe deep in the enemy.
Jorrast notices that the invisibility wears off and quickly switches wands to try to activate that again....
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Round 8
Quince's fireball burns the goblins and they explode, they likely had pints of oil and other viotile compounds. The barbarians dive away from the spell and seem to appear with few burns. Jorrast became visible, 60 to 80 feet up, he scrambles to pull out another wand then disappears again. Ulricha plants her axe deep into the goblin slicing it in half. Vandomir had just finished climbing the steps up the gulley now at its top he releases two arrows both of them are deflected from the barbarians obvious magical defenses. Markus springs forward and nearly topples from the strike before moving again.
The barbarians scatter so to not be struck by more fireballs, the front ones charge forward.
None of them can even strike Jorne and are astounded, they all drop to the ground dropping their axes. One of them speaks out a prayer to Gorum. One of them prays to Pharasma. One just stops as the last asks, "Oh masterswordsman please show mercy. Please don't smite us divine one!"
As the thorny vegetation begins to devastate the soldiers in the back line break formation to begin to flee. Though they soon find a wall of fire before them...
12 barbarians stand around Quince, trying to hack him with their axes.
Round 9
The twelve barbarians around Quince seem disturbed at seeing their fellows drop before Jorne but pushed by each other they swing. Missing every time once again astonished by this they call for mercy and drop their weapons. Their leader drops all of his weapons, begins walking forward slowly, and states, "We have sworn oaths to the weak, please take me as a sacrifice that my warriors may live and to grow strong in your shadow."
Xandarian comes onto the stage of war, though only a few trolls remain who are running, then the barbarians are swearing loyalty, the goblins are all dead, and the soldiers in the far field are in disarray.
He thunderously commands, "Stay there and there will be mercy but if you stand you will not live the day!" With that he goes invisible.
Soon enough Jorrast and likely others see him appear at the fleeing trolls back and summarily cuts it to pieces. He looks up and calls, "Jorrast if you are nearby or anyone with a wand of greater invisibility please bless me."
Round 9
Xandarian comes onto the stage of war, though only a few trolls remain who are running, then the barbarians are swearing loyalty, the goblins are all dead, and the soldiers in the far field are in disarray.
The caydenite paladin stands on the remains of the battlefield in a disheartened shock.
I missed it. Xandarian thought. I'm alive, but I missed it.
"Well. I guess I better make sure Miss Alice gets her ale", the aasimar said to himself. "Come on, Boffy."
Xandarian rejoins the others and to find out what to do next.
Her transformation still lasting 6 more minutes, Alice flies up to do a quick look for stragglers.
Satisfied none remain near the battlefield, she heads down.
"Well that was a surprising ending.", she says to none in particular, still flying for as long as she is in pixie form.
Heading over to Xandarian, flying at about shoulder height,
"So what did you do, to get that sprained ankle. A daring jump?
If so, you may want to get some trinket to slow your fall."
Ulricha cleans her axe as the battle comes to an end, watching as the remaining enemies surrender or are dispatched. It was quite a victory, and yet, she felt rather hollow.
Were she and the other mercenaries recruited even necessary? The man, Jorne practically won the battle himself, such was the power of the few who had brought them here to defend the town.
Shrugging she releases her rage, joining the others to see what would be required of them next.
Heading over to Xandarian, flying at about shoulder height,
"So what did you do, to get that sprained ankle. A daring jump?
If so, you may want to get some trinket to slow your fall."
"Battelfield injury", Xandarian states glumly. "Wrenched it in a hole in the battements. How are you doing?"
Boffy just stares longingly up at Alice's pixie form.
Battelfield injury", Xandarian states glumly. "Wrenched it in a hole in the battements. How are you doing?"
Boffy just stares longingly up at Alice's pixie form.
"I'm doing just fine, thank you for asking.
It was actually pretty funny to see armies stuck in vegetation. I hope that Jorne does not ever get dominated, that man is a beast."With her heightened senses of perception and getting reads on people, she looks back at Boffy, her head slightly tilted left.
"A curious familiar, in more way than one.
There is a particular sentience from this fluffy companion of yours."
"So pardon me for asking, fluffy one.
Is this your native tongue?"
Cayden Dammit! Why isn't she talking in a language I can understand Boffy ponders inwardly. You'd think after shagging so much pixie poon, I'd pick up a few words. Arggh! And I don't want to end the game just yet! Drat! I guess I'll go with an old standby.
Boffy the Hare does his best to look as adorable as possible.
Vandomir stows his bow, and directs Rocinian to move among the fallen enemies. Vandomir is seeking out any wounded. "Enough have fallen this day, No more souls need tread the paths of the shadows."
Alice reaches slowly for Boffy, if he allows, and scratches behind an ear.
"He doesn't understand that particular speech. It was a guess, but a wrong one."
"Where did you pick up this hare?", she asks Xandarian.
Meanwhile her own familiar perches on her shoulder, equally curious about the answer.
The paladin smiles proudly. "Elysium. By way of Cayden Cailean's Domain. Yes, Boffy is infused with the spirit and energy of that plane."
Boffy enjoys the ear scratch immensely, looking at the pixie form with desire.
Jorrast is surprised when the barbarians surrender but he flies after the fleeing trolls. When he hears Jorne call for invisibility he tries using the wand again....
but then realizes that he can't just blast at trolls randomly without risking burning Jorne!
"Good hunting!"