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I am running a 3.5 game and my cleric summoned an elemental monolith. He had to flee to the ethereal plane or die. My question is Does the summoned elemental go back to its plane or does it go berserk and kill all till the summoning expires?
"Okay laddies here be the passwords for thae glyphs I placed aboot the tower."Belric gives out the passwords so that the troops don't obliterate themselves. "Now dinnae forget or ye'll be sorry, and stay out o me room!" Belric will wait for the other Peacemakers to finish with their last minute doodads, while sitting his warsteed.
Belric relaxes in his newly acquired chair, in his newly acquired room, wiggling his hairy toes near the fire while sipping from his magical tankard. ahhhh, tis a grand stout this wizardly mug makes! Belric’s booming belch gives voice to his inner pleasure. I wonder who used this room before me. Must hae been some soft officer sort since the bed be a wee bit soft tae my liking. Ach what a stroke o Moradin’s luck giving us this fine stone tower tae operate from. Being between Agathon’s and Jaques’ holdings this makes a very good starting point tae get things moving. From here we can get the silver mine up and working tae fund the rebuilding of our Duns. Taking another long pull from the tankard, Belric shifts his but to get more comfortable.
Belric stands up stretches, looks aboot “By the Nine Hells! I forgot tae get a chamber pot!”
Belric takes Jaques to the side, “Laddie, I am aboot tae place an enchantment upon ye that will allow ye senses tae work like ye hae never felt before. That is all but ye sight. Ye will hear, smell, and feel things better than ever before so do nae dismiss anything ye may experience or we all may regret it” Belric intones the prayer to endow Jaques with Blindsight waving his thick fingers over Jaques face, ears, and nose he finishes with a gentle slap on his check “thar ye go, now run ahead and kill some gobbers” Belric will get his ax ready and shield and move in after the others ahh open skies be all fine an such, but being in the earth is the best [ooc] Belric spell on Jaques Blindsight 1 round / 9 minutes
As the hippogriff rider approaches Belric will stand ready with a prayer of Downdraft in case this Elward is false and is trying to cull the party into laxness for an assault. “Good day tae ye Horsebird Master” Belric will say as the introductions are meted out. Keeping a wary eye out for anything sneaking up on the negotiations he will keep counsel to himself at this point. Belric shrugs his shoulders adjusting his plate armor into a more comfortable position, fingering his axe handle in an unconscious habit of contemplation. Ach, good lets us get intae the fight, I like our order of entry, will ask Moradin for his blessing tae detect magic. A group of goobers this organized with a user o magic will know aboot this back entrance, and trap it with something nasty
"Aye lads, first let Moradin's blessings be upon ye" Belric casts Bless on all.
Belric follows Agathon, waiting to cast his summoning spell
Belric will ready his summoning spell waiting till the Giants and Ogres close for maximun shock value. need tae let them get closer so the Zelekut won't hae tae face them rocks and arrows, want it tae be amidst their forces tae create the greatest havoc Belric stays with the others as they manuever about.
CK note, If the enemy close within the 50 square, Belric will call a Zelekut to fight this will cost 100 xp from Belric
Seeing Garsh get hit leaving granite dust on his once shiny armor, He steers his horse closer and lays a healing hand on his shoulder, channeling Moradin’s healing power into Garsh. 1 cure moderate wounds (2d8+4=10) Just as he releases his hand an arrow grazes his forearm, Ouch, I guess that the bow hae a greater range than those pebbles thae be throwing aboot “Agathon come here, while I take care o ye pains” Belric will lay his hands on his arm letting the power Moradin to come forth again.
“Okay, anyone else needing healing?” Belric turns in his saddle, looking at all and seeing that no one else needs any healing “Well then let us kill some more gobbers” [ooc] AC 25, HP 51 Bless round 8 /90 minutes
“Take that ye overgrown goblin!” Belric bellows out in glee seeing the giant drop in flames, “Aye run ye cowards!” Hearing Agathon’s concern, Belric turns in his saddle and notices the Worgs closing in on Jaques. “Aye lad ye got thae right o it, on tae help out our silent friend”
Belric AC 25 hp 59
Shite! We’re spreading out, I knew this galloping aboot would nae work
“Alright now that we’re ‘ere in da farmhouse, let ma Lord bless us all” Belric intones the prayer for Moradin’s blessing to envelope the party that is with him Belric loads his crossbow and waits for the order to move out. Giants! they be fun tae take on, cut em at da knees and down they go! [ooc] Belric AC 25, HP 59 Bless 1 rd / 90 minutes
Belric will stay at camp, and start the camp fire and get things set up for administrating to the wounds, he will gather up Idnae’s leg so that it won’t be taken by scavengers and start digging a grave for it. Ach, this puir gnome ye shall be missed. Ma bones still ache with fear from that foul beast, I must prepare better for that in case it comes back. I hope the others be alright and come back soon When Agathon and Jaques return, he will listen to Agathon’s apology, huff out his mustachios and reply “Ach lad dinnae worry aboot it, tae tell ye ma heart joost stopped when that foul beastie glared at me, and I felt as if my bones were crack’n!” Belric will pat Agathon on the arm, and look at Jaques. “Are ye hurt lad?” Receiving a negative nod from the quiet man, Belric will ask “So any idea as to where the others are? Oh and I buried Idnae’s remains, we can give a service when we all are together” Belric will point to where the small, small mound was next to a boulder that Belric chiseled her name on.
That poor gnome! Well she went fast that’s all any o us can ask for. I need tae concentrate and heal those that can benefit from it. First I need tae heal Agathon he looks a bit worse for wear “Lad hold up, let ma Lord heal ye wounds!” Belric runs over to Agathon and casts cure moderate wounds 2d8=9
“HA! TAKE THAT YE SLIMY LIZARD! (GASP) ACH! LEAVE THAE WEE ONE ALONE YE COWARDLY NEWT!” Belric’s first elation at his successful sound lance, quickly turns to acidic dread seeing Idnae’s peril. He starts forward pulling his crossbow and loading it on the way towards the wyrm. One last prayer at ma disposal tae cause harm tae that wyrm, a blast from Moradin’s forge itself, but it be too far away! Belric moves up 20 feet screaming obscenities (with a few gasps and whimpers as the dragon fear asserts itself) "Sorry lad, I dinnae pray for any other protections, ye hae tae just keep ye distance" Belric takes aim and fires Ach, cannae even hit something as big as that flying lizard! CK Summary:
Now that we are protected from it’s vile spit, tis time tae clip its wings! Moradin bring your clamor!
well that dinnae do much, but hopefully it caused some pain tae it CK Summary:
Belric AC 25 HP 59 Current spell up Bless +1 to hit +1 to Fear last 9 turns
AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHH, the scream in Belric’s head or was it aloud seems to go on forever. Barely being able to think as he feels the physical onslaught of the wyrm’s presence, he grips his holy symbol in panic and his first coherent thought By the nine hells! A dragon, well at least Moradin can take some of the sting out the beast’s spit “MmmmmooraDIN! Hear ma prayer, protect us from the creature’s vile spittle!” Belric looks about trying gauge where everyone is at so that he can protect as many as possible. He brandishes his Holy Symbol feeling his God’s power build up and in an explosive flash a golden glow flares out covering himself and the others. CK Notes:
It was cast to cover Agathon, Belric, and anyone else who is within 30 feet of Belric. Also Belric is currently a +12 to saves v. fear due to his dwarven ability and the Bless spell. I am not sure how long a turn is v rounds
Trolls, do they travel in packs like wolves? Not sure, but I’ll crisp up the first tae get intae ma range for some fire from Moradin’s Forge
Belric AC 25 HP 59 Current spell up Bless +1 to hit +1 to Fear
Belric's Initiative
Belric will look up at Agathon’s warning, wipe the water from his brow and look about “Lads be ready tae receive ma Lord Moradin’s Blessing upon us” Belric will brandish his holy symbol, while absorbing Master Thaddeus’s wise counsel. Aye trolls are mooch like rats, find one thar moost be moore aboot. Agathon be a good lad always thinking o protecting others, while putting hiself intae thae path o pain Belric prays aloud: Moradin ma Lord bless ma fine bonnie lads in this time of slaying o evil, bring us ye boon tae slay thae evil beastie
Belric’s holy symbol flares with eldritch light washing over all! The feeling of confidence fills all, banishing any minor fears or trepidations of facing combat flee in Moradin’s blessings. “GARSH! Bring ye weapon tae me! Garsh will stomp up to Belric, look at him with some curiosity, “What? We got a troll acomming and ye want tae talk? Are ye daf…” Belric’s slap against Garn’s battle axe shuts him up as the crunching of glass reaches his hairy ears. Belric grins at Garsh “Shut ye trap I just enchanted ye weapon ye boob! Now go stand the line and prove ye worth!” CK Summary: Knowing the troll is 300 feet away, Belric casts Bless which has no area of effect just affects all allies (as per C&C PHB pg 69) who now have +1 to hit and +1 saves to fear for 9 turns. Belric used one of his magic oils of magic weapon on Garsh’s Battle axe giving him and an additional +1 to hit and damage for 1 minute. Telling Garsh to stand the line will be up to you O Great CK to determine based on his Int of 10 and Wis of 12
Belric will stare at the man for a bit, then in an even tone, “I have let ye know aboot the changes tae come, so when they do ye will either be an asset or be a brief problem, so hae a good day tae ye and yours” Belric and the others will move back to the mines to explore for the day before making another camp in a different location though with similar but not exactly the same preparations for security.
Belric addresses his fellow nobles “Ach these puir fowk are here tae get away from the troubles o the war” He pauses taking in the others’ attitudes, “Ma take on it tis that this be ma land and as the Laird tis ma responsibility tae see thair intentions”
“Hallo the Village” Belric will yell out “I am Sir Belric Silveraxe, my fellow knights and I wish to speak with whoever is in charge” [ooc] GM Note, Thaddeus has mage armor and protection from normal missiles up, Jaques will be hanging back a bit ready to leap off his horse and knock any missiles out of the air. Agathon will try to appear noble and keep his lopsided grin off of his face. If the leader is willing to talk Belric will explain on how he wants to meet with them and explain his position and weigh their intentions. He plans on giving them a choice of swearing fealty to stay on his land with the possibility of owning land. He will first want to see what kind of people they are and whether or not they are lawful in their nature. If they satisfy his judgement and swear fealty he will let them stay. He thinks that the process will take about 3 days, while he sets up a temporary heirachy of authority appointing a headman/woman, listening to their wishes and leaving them to get things going. He will explain that he will help pay for supplies to start a proper village. If things go south the party will respond to your post individually.
Belric grunts off the slight discomfort of the wolf’s slavering attack. How’d the darn beastie get under ma shield that quickly?
The clear pure white light bathes the area around Belric and Velrik revealing the enemy and showing their position for the others.
Belric AC 25 HP 59/59 "DIE!" Belric yells out swinging his waraxe 1d20+8=26, 1d10+4=12 The feel of his axe biting into the wolf, brings a grin to his face "OVER 'ERE LADS"
Belric AC 25 HP 59/59 Belric thinks Ach invisible wolves? He pulls his waraxe and takes a swing at the smart One 1d20+8=13, 1d10+4=5
"Verlik, be a good lad and start throwing stones we might hit the sneaky coward" Belric will take his own advice and sling his axe, pick up a handfull of pebbles and zing them out in a fan like pattern as much as he can seeing if any of them are stopped in mid air.
Belric will scout about ready with his axe, while shouting out a warning of possible invisible enemies.
Belric AC 25, HP 59/59 Belric will blast the wolf with sound lance (190’ range) for SOUND LANCE!!!! (9d8=42) "ALARM, ENEMIES WARE INVISIBLE CREATURES", Belric will yell out, and move his position to interpose himself between the enemy and the real camp. "Verlik stick with me"
Belric AC 25, HP 59/59 Belric will stay very still and have a prayer on his lips ready to be released if the wolf heads towards the real campsite. Also scanning the area for any other creatures four and two legged types If the wolf detects either himself or any other party member Belric will blast it with sound lance (190’ range) for SOUND LANCE!!!! (9d8=42)
Ma respect tae the scribes, this surely be a pain in the arse, hand an eyes! Belric thinks as he finishes his last scroll. Rising from his desk, he wanders up to the kitchen to see if there is any food available. Luckily his timing is perfect as the help has just finished making dinner. “Good evening to ye ladies,” Belric greets them warmly, “Surely Moradin blessed ye with divine cooking skills, that smells great” Moving about the kitchen he will try to snatch a bite, only to receive a spoon whack and a frown, “Alright I will go an wash up and sit down at the table, but has any dwarves answered ma employment notice?”
4th Day of Reaping Belric sits in prayer at his personal altar in his room silently communing with his deity. As his consciousness descends from the higher planes, he slowly opens his eyes. Snuffing out his expensive incense, noting to himself that he would need to purchase some more. He looks about his tidy and earthy room. To his right, his wall of victory proudly displays his prized possessions. His enchanted full plate. The soft candlelight bringing a slight gleam as it hangs in its stand. Next to it his large shield looks so mundane, with its rents and gashes in it wooden surface. ach, it surely hae save ma life and kept ma enemy’s blades from my hide. A new mithril shield would be better though! His family axe in its stand almost seems to speak to Belric, “never use the crossbow, it is not a weapon for you” causing Belric to look at the offensive item sticking out of his travel chest. His gaze returns to his armor bringing a puzzled frown to he face. Just what happened with them gnomes? I remember a gigantic spider and webs. I went in with one set of armor and a fuzzy deal of buying this set and everyone getting something, but it still makes ma brain sweat. Standing and straightening his tunic, Belric scans the rest of his 25 by 25 cellar room, making sure that his hidden cache stays undisturbed. His low hard bed sits opposite of his altar, calling him to sleep after the feast he really needs it. The feast surely was a fine thing, the girls really outdid themselves! Ma sister surely did me proud! She out ate Agathon and kept up with me mug fer mug! Hope she is comfortable up there in those airy rooms, but dinnae hae time tae make room for her down where dwarves belong. It was really good tae see her, but her constant “advice” reminds me why I went intae the priesthood! Although the look on her face was priceless when we entered the city. I dinnae like all that yelling and such when we arrived in Knurl. Too much of a fuss for what anyone would hae done in our place, but it put a lock and key on her yapper! Belric’s attention is diverted when his gaze falls to his desk where he left the neverending mug of ale. Ach that sure be a fine thing, never need tae get the eye o a serving wench ever again!! Now mind ye being in a true dwarvish tavern be no problem, but being among all the taller folk makes one hard to be seen. I wonder how hard it will be tae talk the others out of this item, or how much it will cost ma purse. The thought of treasure picks and his fellow adventurers, brings smile to Belric’s face making his fiery whiskers to stand out. What a great bunch o lads tae be slaughtering gobbers with. Agathon’s sword, Magic of Master Thaddeus, and oooh how much quiet Jacques set aboot slapping the shite out o them gobbers. With that thought, Belric recalls the fight in the pit at the Black Gauntlet where Jaques dropped that oversmug Hobgobber in just a few bone cracking punches. That thought leads to being forced by circumstances into making deals with orcs and gobbers causes an acid reflux of pain in Belric’s gut. That thought leads to the she-devil, A drow, she looks like any other stinking elf, just darker, what was her name….. Zardeloon, yes that was it. She really was a hard one tae being down, but through the Power of Moradin an the Lads we did it! Although I was too worried aboot that golem o blood, by Moradin's forge those flails were large enough tae bring down a Mountain Giant! Belric shudders at the memory of that foul creature. He then switches gears again Ach, Agathon ye surely seem tae be upset aboot Master Thaddeus’s thirst for vengeance against that black skinned she devil! She surely deserved it being a sneaky ambushing elf! Zardeloon should hae had her head taken when she went down, as for all the bother she created on our way home! Sure her information mae hae given the Count something useful, but ye cannae trust an elf. She probably just batted her eyes at him and smiled all pretty like and schwing he nae be thinking straight and believing all sorts of nonsense! Bringing up a memory Belric quietly asks “How can ye tell when an elf be lying?” chuckling before he even answers “its lips be moving!” Thinking about the long travel back to Knurl, That she-devil really was causing the lads lots o discomfort…..ughhh thae surely hae poor taste in females. An Master Thaddeus, he really wished tae do some hurt tae her, and some more. I could see the relief in the others’ eyes that he contained himself. Would hae been better thought tae hae slain her in the heat o combat. She surely will be back tae bother us, or I am a bearded Halfling! Belric undresses and gets into bed and remembers how they made a deal with a devil himself, the orc leader of the tribe that slaughtered his clan. “if innocent lives hadn’t been at stake. Ma axe would hae tasted his foul blood. Ugh may ma ancestors forgive ma decision!!! “ Belric takes a last swig from the neverending mug “ I should give ye a name, if ye become mine I could name ye Belric’s Belcher! Nah, something better but what?” Setting the beautiful item down, Belric stretches When we meet with the Count tomorrow an if he grants us land, ma clan will hae a place tae call their own! With that last pleasant thought, Belric drifts into the realm of dwarvish dreams.
Belric AC 18, HP 42 Belric keeping a sharp eye out for anyone attempting attack Thaddeus, will keep his axe circling in slow motion to keep his wrist limber. [ooc] read to attack if anything gets near...
AC 19 42/42 Belric will stay with Thaddeus and be his guardian of all things amphibian.
Belric will keep a wary out for any sneaking and skulking enemies, as he moves where Thaddeus figures to do the most good.
1d20+7=12, 1d10+4=14
Belric 42/42 AC19 Belric closes with the nearest toad TO hit and damage (1d20+7=12, 1d10+4=7)
New Post under C&C rules
HP 36/36 or 42/42 depending if he was able to keep his original HP from 3.5 “Lord Gendar, I thank ye for having ma aches n pains taken care of” Belric will bow sweeping his beard across his hobnailed boots. “If I may be of service tae the troops, let me know and I will heal hurts, an create clean food and water as needed.” Belric will puff up his chest, hem and haw a bit, stroke his beard, and add “Also, if ye or ye advisors can think o what I might be needing in the way o prayers from Moradin tae help just ye let me know and I will pray tae his Lordship for them”. Blushing slightly due to his war campaign ignorance Belric will snort, squirm some more then gruffly state “Ach well there ye hae it, so I also would like tae know as if ye hae been in tooch with Master Ebbers, and do ye know if he mae be joining us soon?” Belric will listen to any campaign advice and make sure he has the correct spell components to be able to cast his spells. Once done speaking with Sir Gendar, Belric will first ask his party members if they have any black diamonds, tourmalines, onyx, agates, sapphires, or star sapphires
If the party has none he will seek out the other spell casters in the war band to try and get some. Belric will first look for the folk of correct stature, Dwarves and gnomes (no Halflings they cannae cast spells as far as they can stretch!) Once he finds a spell caster he will approach with his best behavior….. Seeing a mage shuffling through his pack, Belric will notice that the
“Hurrumph” Belric will break the ice, “ Ach ma eyes see ye hae a bit o pain tae ye. Let ma Laird’s power cure that ach, so ye can properly study ye magic!” Belric will look at the human and offer his flagon of ale, “Of course ye must partake o me Laird’s Holy Water tae speed thae healing!”
Belric having completed his business will return to his companions. “Lads, I thank ye for taking care o me as I lay at thae mercy o our foes, I hae some good dwarvish ale I was saving, boot I think ye are deserving o haeing a cup!” While sharing the campfire with his boon companions, Belric will care for his gear, cleaning and polishing, and honing as needed. He will remove his magical banded mail and put on his magical studded leather that he had in his saddlebags. ach this leather surely be more comfy tae sleep in than that banded! Belric will look about the campsite, and spots a nice flat rock that would be a great pillow! When he tries to move it, he finds out that it is a part of a larger rock that has a light covering of dirt, but has the perfect dimensions of a Dwarvish cot! He bids his fellows good night. Wis check to hear and wake up, initiative for when he does. (1d20+3=17, 1d10=3) As Belric dreams of little hairy women and ale, he is awakened by a disgusted exclamation of “EWWWWW!”. Sitting up he looks around for the source of disturbance, and notices Agathon’s last dreaming moments. “Hands raised above his prone form, squeezing and moving in circular motion”. hmm, the lad surely be having himself some sort o battle! I think he was some sort o body warrior like Jaques o some such! After Agathon lurches to his feet, (wiping his sleep drool away) Belric gets to his knees and sees the opponent! ach, that be one big arsed toad that ma eyes hae ever seen! Belric will grab his shield and ax, and plan the best approach to the creature, while looking about for any more freakish amphibians.
AC 20 -3/42 unconcous feeling his blade bite deep, Belric notices Thaddeus's magical energy slam into the Giant just as he sees stars and hears a loud ringing when all goes black!
Belric Hp 33 AC 22 (26 v giant)
Cowardly cur! “Ach so ye wish tae taste o me axe do ye? Well coom an git it ye oversized goblin!” Belric will take a five step to try and get into flanking position with Agathon.
“Nice hit Laddie!” Belric will compliment Agathon while slashing at the giant’s knees Seeing his beloved axe bite deep into the giant’s leg, Belric will give Agathon a smug look, just to say Ach see Laddie, ye aren’t the only one who can deliver some pain
Belric Hp 33 AC 22
“Here doggie” Belric taunts the fanged beast, timing his attack for when it leaps Initiative, attack and damage (1d20+2=15, 1d20+8=17, 1d10+4=6) He will use his shield to keep the wolf’s mouth away while slamming his enchanted war ax into the creature’s chest! ach joost a glancing blow! Ay haftae kill this mutt quickly tae help oot with da big gobber!
Belric Hp 24 (at the beginning) 33 at the end of the round.
Belric moves 20 feet heading for cover while taking out a clw potion, stops behind the cover drinks his potion.
Belric AC 22 HP 36 Initiative 1d20+2=16 Belric grimaces in apology when he regains his feet, as he moves up with the others he cringes with every crunch and snap of a twig he makes
Ach Belric ye bumbling fool, I know that giant gobber cannae see us yet, but he surely can hear you, let ma give him something else tae shoot at Belric will pick up a fist sized rock and pick out an area where there are lose stones, or a large boulder anything that will give off good sound and throw at it I hope that causes thae bugger tae shoot elsewhere!
Belric AC 22 36/36
“Ach Laddie, Dem big gobbers be a dwarves bread n butter! Let me at em, while ye take yon duggie doun! Keep ye enchantmunt as loong as ye think it be working. But let mae enchant some stones for Jaques sling.” Belric will cast magic stone on three pebbles and hand them over to Jaques “Ye know what these be for”. He will take a deep breath, and state “Ready lads, I will ask ma Lord’s favor for this battle” Belric will hold his holy symbol A Warhammer upright with an anvil in the background, up right and it flares with the holy light of his deity, “Moradin, Soulforger bless us before battle tae slay our foes in yer name, by the Hammer and Tongs!”
By Moradin's beard! This surely be unnatural! Ach cannae see ma own self! I dinnae like this invisibility stuff! NAE! NOT AT TAL!
Belric will nod with approval of Master Thaddeus’s line of questions and when he finishes he will ask “Ah Master Ebbers, then ye be aff tae harass the craiturs o the Bane March? What aboot yer hammer an ma axe helping the defenders o Spinecastle, mostly ma sister Namira?” Belric will take the ancient key out from under his armor and let it dangle from the steel chain he secures it with around his neck. Belric will keep his demeanor neutral and wait to see what Ebbers responds with.
Belric AC 22 HP 36 Darkvision permanent ale loving always Hearing the alarm, he will look up river and try to determine the nature of the new commers. He will also apply his teachings about a man's words and meaning and try to determine if "Master Hammersmith" is speaking true!
FIRST ACTION: "AYE YE FALSE DOG! YE BE TRAING TAE TRAP MA FOWK TAE DAITH!" Belric will wait to see if his words cause them to show their true intent and he will fire his cross bow at "Master Hammersmith" Magical light cross bow shot (1d20+6=10, 1d8+1=7) If no traitorous action he will wait. SECOND ACTION:
Seeing the all clear signal, Belric will stomp down to the others. He will keep his crossbow loaded, but resting on his shoulder in as non-threatening way as possible. "Greetings ta ye and ye kin Master Hammersmith" Belric will state, and watch the woods for any enemy, listening to the conversations and still being wary of these scouts.
Belric will stay at the 125 yard mark when the party first spotted the skiff, taking in the entire scene. He will watch all aboot, and listen as well to try and detect any other possible interested parties.
Ma axe dinnae like this set oop! Skulking skulkers skulking behind ma army's path! Thae may be looking tae coot our lines tae Knurl!....Ach we cannae hae lines tae Knurl! Daft Dwarf!..... Hmm, Jaques seems tae ma eyes that he be parlaying! What got innae that boy! ACH by Moradin's blowing bellows, Master Thaddeus tis comming out and speach afying them as well! Gorban's Crauch! I knew I dinnae cook that Mantacore tae ma Mother's specifications! Now ma bowls be innae trooble! Huh! Pay attention ye red headed fool!
Belric will look at the figures to see if they walk like orcs, or any goblinkind that he is aware of. Belric loads his twig thrower ach maybe one time ma aim will be true! Belric will try to hide, not moving keeping himself in the shadow of a boulder if possible.
Belric AC 22 36/36 Shaking off the numbing effects of the shadow, Belric looks at his companions and notices that both Jaques and Agathon are a little battered. "Lads, let Moradin's power heal ye" Two cure light wound prayers (1d8+5=11, 1d8+5=10) Feeling his Deity's power channel through him, Belric cannae think o anything better, unless it was drinking an ale while casting a prayer! "There ye go lads, shall we move on tha stank o that troll tis tae mooch tae bear!"
“UNDEAD!” Belric bellows as he feels the freezing touch of the deathless. His muscles tighten and cramp, making him feel weaker! Keeping his shield up he lets his waraxe drop by its retaining strap letting it dangle from his wrist as he pulls his holy symbol from his neck. Thrusting it forward at the creature, Belric beseeches his Deity to provide the power of Moradin. “By the HOLY ANVIL O MORADIN, AND HIS BLESSED FORGE, BEGONE FOUL UNCLEAN CREATURE!” As his Holy symbol only glistens lightly of the HOLY POWER that is Moradin Belric thinks to heself Hmmm, seems that ma Lord tis not paying attention today. Ach, I can trae again, or slash it up “LADS WARE ITS TOOCH, TIS DEATHLY FREEZING THAT SAPS YE STRENGTH!”
Spoiler: “TAKE THAT YE CREATURE O HELL!, NOW LET US MAK THIS TROLL INTAE KINDLING!
AC 22/26 v the troll (Giant type) Hp 36/36 With his shot flying past the troll, Belric will put his ranged weapon away. “Jaques move to ye arse tae the left five feet tae let ma in tae use ma axe” Ach this beastie surely be needing ma ax!, Jagues lad move ye arse tae the left! After securing his “magic crossbow” This contraption be better innae dae hands o an elf! Ach, dinnae think such thangs ootloud! Belric straps his sturdy wood shield on his left arm, and with his right hand on his family waraxe pommel he yells at the troll in goblin “HEY!” whether or not a response is made, “YE LOOK LIKE YE MUDDER WAS A HALFLING!..... ER MAYBE EVEN AN ELF!”
Belric AC 22 36/36 After cancelling the wall of light, “Ach, TROLL!” he announces at the same time as Agathon. Jaques moves by and he fires his enchanted crossbow at the creature.
1d20+6=10, 1d8+1=8 with minus 2 for firing into melee, it is more than likely a miss. With his shot flying past the troll, Belric will put his ranged weapon away, “Jaques move to ye left five feet tae let ma in tae use ma axe”
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