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Same target so it's still my prey, Activate ammo again

Melor does the same trick again but paces his shot slower so as not to hit his allies.
Hunter's Aim Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 16 + 2 = 28
Bludgeoning; persistent acid; splash acid: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5, 2) + 1 + 1 = 92d4 ⇒ (2, 3) = 52 = 2

Hunt target on the least damaged Lizard after the fireball, activate ammunition(might as well not waste the extra damage)

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (11) + 16 = 27
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1, 6) + 1 + 1 = 9
Persistant Acid;splash: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 3) = 52 = 2

7/8ammo remain

While he could begin the assault on the troll directly Melor realizes the threat of the overwhelming number of giant lizards and zeroes in on the strongest remaining one taking careful aim at it. A sickly green shot bursts from his cannon striking the beast and exploding in a splash of caustic acid on those nearest.

"On your lead Njinga."

Melor says hefting his weapon prepared for troll slaying into his hands.

Melor grunts with pride, "Good work. Now let's take heed of our destination from here before we move on."

He looks for where they are headed next to see if he can see anything of note.

Athletics(20): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30
Athletics(20): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29
Eyy 60/120hp remain

Melor moves swiftly to tear at the nest. "Quickly now we can attempt to set it ablaze once it's pulled into bits."

Melor takes a few moments to scout out the path before tackling the mountain. "I'm not so used to mountain climbing these days, I've had to do more cave delves than anything reaching towards the sky."

After a few minutes of preparation Melor begins his ascent starting off strong enough to show he's still a match for the younger more spry Caine.
Athletics(Dc19): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26

The elder orc doesn't show much sign of flagging during the mid-point either as he urges his companion to keep going.
Athletics(Dc21): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24

Only when he nears the end of the climb does he really start to show that he's losing his edge needing just a little bit of extra aid to get to the top. His armaments clatter loudly as he makes the ascent.
Athletics(Dc17): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
Stealth(Dc18): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15
So close

"Best we.. *huff* deal with this nest quickly before we become the beast's prey ourselves. Njinga didn't happen to give you one of those alchemist pots did she? *pant* It would make quick work of the nesting material, though we'd be an obvious target quite quickly."

"I have some skill taming creatures, but a Roc I have not attempted. Nor do I think we have enough meat nor time to do such a thing quickly."

After Melor gets his two days to create the goods

The orcish engineer-alchemist hands Njinga a bundle of clay pots. "What you would call an Alchemist's fire. A potent mixture, to distribute as you see fit."

He holds up a bullet that seems to be coated in a thin transparent film that has a slight green tint. "I have prepared myself with special ammunition for the trolls. Effective and hopefully extremely irritating to them and if we're lucky lethal enough to put them down for good. It's a rush job with lack of proper materials so it is difficult to say exactly how effective they'll be until I've tested them in the field."

Melor had stood stoicly and silently respecting the druid-chief as he explained the situation. "Of course. We should be able to teach the bird, or put an end to it. The trolls will be an issue, but I believe given some time to prepare accommodations to our armaments can be made."

He thumps his chest with his iron hand, "I am Melor Ironhand. I bring the fury and knowledge of the Steel Eater's to your cause. So that your hold may gather it's might to Ardax's cause."

Lowering his fist he bows his head low asking a favor of the apparent leader, "I will need supplies and a station to work my craft, if your own can provide such things. A few days time and we should be ready to deal with the issues that plague your folk."

gonna need an Alchemist's toolkit(3gp), a day to set up and then assuming no difficulties it should be a dc 18 craft check for a level 3 item. 20gp up front for raw materials

Craft(Moderate Alchemist's fire, DC 18)+Specialty Crafting(Alchemy): 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 12 + 1 = 27

spend 23 gp to buy the kit and the raw mats, spend 2 days set up and actual craft spend the additional 20gp to finish the 4. Total time spent 2 days, total gp spent 43

Melor continues the onslaught with a carefully aimed shot and another burst afterwards.

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 16 + 2 = 22
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6, 9) + 1 + 1 = 17

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1, 5) + 1 + 1 = 8

"You're doing well keep it up and we'll push theough shortly.

hunters aim(assuming it's the same batch of zombies), strike. 3/8

Bringing his weapon to bare against one of the zombies surrounding Njinga Melor concentrates and lets a double shot fly.

Hunt prey one of the zombies, hunted shot

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (3) + 16 = 19
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3, 2) + 1 + 1 = 7
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3, 4) + 1 + 1 = 9

5/8shots remain

Hunter's mark the big skeleton hunter's aim it as well
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 16 + 2 = 37
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6, 10) + 1 + 1 = 18
36 if crit

Melor takes aim at the largest of the undead and squeezes off a well-timed shot at the hulking brute.

The chaff can be dealt with momentarily.

Orc Pantheon(21): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

Being well versed in the various sub-cultures within Belkzen as well as having spent a good portion of his life studying the more ancient history of his people Melor is easily able to decipher the Petroglyphs left behind by the Storm-Screams of Rull

Melor pulls out his own climbing gear and begins to set up for the trek upwards. But seems to be having a bit of difficulty finding a good path that will support one of his bulk.
Ath(21): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20

Survival(DC23): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Since we're not really tracking our way through these rocks feels notable that I can't use Storm-Screamers as my hunt prey for a bonus here lol

Melor attempts to path his way through the rocks, but this is one of the areas of Belkzen he seems to not have much knowledge about navigating, caves yes, open sky caves, not so much.

Though it was not many shots, the barrels of Melor's weapon are hot already. "Glad to see you still standing with us Caine. Let us be about this place quickly. I worry for more ghouls."

Hunted shot
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (17) + 16 = 33
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1, 9) + 1 + 1 = 12
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10, 6) + 1 + 1 = 18

Melor let's loose another double shot before shifting to advance apace with Njinga.

"By Fervor, Blade, or Blast we'll rid the place of them. Hold on well Caine."

Melor swung his weapon around and opened fire with a steady shot against those who attacked Caine.
Hunt Prey on one striking Caine

Hunted Aim Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 16 + 2 = 32
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1, 10) + 1 + 1 = 13
Uncommon, Kickback, Orc, Razing, Repeating, Volley 20ft, Magical

Survival(dc21): 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 9 + 1 = 24

Melor holds a wet finger up to the wind, then nods. "I believe you're correct Skaytar. We'll certainly know more if we begin to smell the herd again as well."

Belkzen Lore: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31

Contrary to speaking as Skaytar does, Melor lifts his good hand to his mouth and makes a few hunter calls to denote them as friendly targets and showing off his knowledge of the region's customs.

"We should explain to them that we are seeking one of the clans not hunting prey that may detract from their gains."

survival(prey) dc 20: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 2 = 29

Melor kneels down next to a pile of spoor and sticks his not iron hand into it working the dung on his fingers a bit before giving it a good orcish sniff.

Survival(Prey): 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 9 + 2 = 25

"It's not terribly old, we should be able to make good time this direction."

Athletics: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Off to a great start Melor finds his boots sucking in the mud which tires him out quickly. "These storms are awful."

"I also agree with that sentiment. To lose or abandon the Aurochs is much like abandoning our own kind. They have proved themselves stalwart companions since our arrival here in the hold-lands. Were we to forsake them, we would not only potentially doom our way of life, but turn our back on our culture going forward as well."

Nature(Aid Skaytar): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

"While it's true that there may be holds that are being tempted, I believe we cannot allow casting any out without at least inviting them to our growing warband. Showing them force while respectful is only going to weaken both sides in this struggle."

Society(Bravthur): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13
Hero Society(Bravthur): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16
Typical hero point into an only slightly less dog water roll

"A mobile band is more wise in my mind. It shall put less stress upon the land, and allow us to be flexible, to bend like the rivers that run through our lands. Each and every orc that lives in these lands has within them the potential to be great warriors, but they must not be riled into simple bloodlust as would happen in a rampaging war machine. I believe Kragga has the right of it."

Survival(Aid): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

I think Njinga has the best roll of us(religion), my vote is with kragga

Melor isn't sure how best to go about this issue. The way he's seen things there is no evidence suggesting that anyone can simply quell the restless spirits via magic nor might. The holds simply lack enough information about the strange storms that have been calling the long dead to action. The tyrant is likely to be at the root of all this, but tales of his long deathly fingers suggest there are pawns working for him deep in the lands of his interest.

I'm not sure which to support, but majority seems to be towards Agwilend

"I originally came to the torrentmoot both for celebration, but also to scout for those worthy of trade deals with my hold. As of yet, I have found only few who are worthy." He looks to Njinga with respect, before turning his attention back to Caine.

"We three along with another of our allies who was called away recently, have stood defiantly against the forces that have been arrayed against us and we plan to continue to do so."

"As have the various holds pledged their allegence in the past. So too shall I this day. I swear to defend Belkzen and her peoples orc or otherwise from the preying claws of the tyrant and any who work alongside him."

"The would be Tyrant knows the value of what Belkzan holds, tasted it even and I doubt that one would easily back from such a well of power to add to their armies."

He approaches the other Ironhand squaring his chest and standing as tall as his frame allows, "And you Ironhand." he speaks with authority.

Then in a show of great respect he kneels and bows his head low, pressing his good knuckles against the ground. "Have earned a blood debt this day. I offer to you the full arsenal of knowledge that I am capable of bringing forth from the Steel Eater's hold. Be it replacement of arms, or armor my tools are at your service, while you remain in these lands."

Melor lets his smoking weapon dip low for a bit before feeling safe enough to actually do anything else other than death(almost literally) grip his weapon.

He eventually pulls out a dark brown liquid vial almost the color and consistency of half-congealed blood, pops the cork and downs the contents.

Minor elixir of life: 1d6 ⇒ 2
26/62 hp lmao what a bad roll

"They both died in combat, I say we let her stay.. But I don't have reviving magic." He looks to Njinga with an approving nod. "Seems I owe you a blood debt Njinga Ironhand."

With Njinga bringing Skaytar back from the brink he really sees the benefit of her being so powerful in her faith and stalwartness. This allows him to steady himself and focus up. Holding his weapon close he fires a trio of blistering shots at Murshek.
Hunt prey(Murshek), Hunted shot, strike. 4/8 shots remain

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (17) + 15 = 32
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10, 3) + 1 + 1 = 15
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9, 8) + 1 + 1 = 19
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9, 4) + 1 + 1 = 15

Melor continues to reload, stripping the barrels off completely before pulling another set onto the central pivot point and giving it a spin. He sprinted towards Skaytar and let off a risky shot towards Murshek.

RiskyReload Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8, 5) + 1 + 1 = 15
If that hits then it's just normal, if by some grace of fate it misses my gun misfires which is a whole lot of other stuff. The Stride is hopefully adjacent to Skaytar

I get knocked down, but I get up again. 37/62

Melor gasps back to life again, and shakes himself awake. Grabbing his weapons and moving away from the engagement after standing.

"Need time..Ironhand!"

1/3reload actions, interact to grab weapon, stand, stride

back up to 39, wounded 1

Melor falls over then gasps to lofe as Njinga revives him, grabbing his fallen armament he tries to put rounds into the beast. The first barrel rotates back into place signalling the end of his loaded weapon. Having done basically nothing but pissing the Wyvern and rider off.

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (2) + 15 = 17
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2, 10) + 1 + 1 = 14
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 - 5 ⇒ (6) + 15 - 5 = 16
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5, 8) + 1 + 1 = 15
sub 10 streak has to end eventually paiz-bot... 1/3actions spent to start reloading.

The orc curses as he begins the lengthy process of removing and swapping out the barrel from his prone position.

fortdc22: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23
6/62hp ooouch, back up to 35 after the heal. Hunted shot, strike, stride.

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5, 1) + 1 + 1 = 8
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1, 10) + 1 + 1 = 13
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5, 9) + 1 + 1 = 16

Melor fires three times into the wyvern and then backs up away from the deqdly pair. Looking worse for wear, but hoping Njinga can hold the line.

Having allowed Njinga to handle his wounds Melor and the group enter Murshek's 'abode'.

He swings his weapon out as they enter and targets the Wyvern, unleashing a salvo at it.

Hunt Wyvern. hunted shot, strike.

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (3) + 15 = 18
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7, 3) + 1 + 1 = 12
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9, 5) + 1 + 1 = 16
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7, 8) + 1 + 1 = 17

Fantastic first round.. ac is 23 due to vanguard's slinger initiative thingy

Melor looks, uneasy with letting K'zaard free from what he sees as crimes against all of Belkzen. But he doesn't speak against the group.

62-39=23/62hp

With his weapon battered aside Melor bellows his challenge to the so-called chieftain and lunges with the stock of his weapon. Swinging through he also puts two shots towards the deadly boar, using the kickback to get himself back into a defensive position again.

Barricade Buster Stock strike: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (3) + 14 = 17
Bludgeoning: 2d8 + 3 ⇒ (8, 2) + 3 = 13

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 - 5 ⇒ (10) + 15 - 5 = 20
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3, 4) + 1 + 1 = 9
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 - 10 ⇒ (3) + 15 - 10 = 8
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4, 1) + 1 + 1 = 7

final action defensive armament, AC 23

"You're a poor excuse for a hold-chief, hiding behind lies and deceit! And you cannot even face a challenge properly!"

will: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

Melor is having none of these traitorous lies and hefts his weapon.

"Liar! Betrayer! You have sullied the honor of your hold, of your kin, and of our people. The only head presented to Ardax shall be your own!"

He does not wait for a retort to sound and pulls the charge handle letting a powerful shot full of orcish fury speak for him in this moment.

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9, 2) + 1 + 1 = 13

strike K'zaard, hunt prey the boar, defensive armament(ac23).

As a studied man who dives into darkland ruins he makes note of the falsities. Understanding the want to write history to favor their own people he can't help but feel wrong that it's a blatant falshood.

Done being the nice orc Melor moves along with Njinga and uses the hefty stock of his weapon to knock one of the guards out cold.
strike(dc22): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (8) + 14 = 22

"Quickly now. I'll not have that rat scurrying away before I've had my way."

Melor's jaw and good grip tighten as the situation is revealed further, until he's quite deep in a simmering rage.

"To deny safety from shortages is one thing. But to lie about them, plot against your high-chief and cower away like a mewling babe."

He hefts his weapon and eyes the door. "I will claim his cowardly head as a trophy myself."

After returning, I assume we heal via 10 minute stuff since it takes us 8 hours to thaw as it were.

"Do you think we could put many of them into the sun as well?" He motions to the other petrified once people.

He watches the crumbling wall and any doors weapon at the ready, knowing they're not welcome guests here. "There are many hidden messages even in ancient orcish glyphs within the cave systems of Belkzen. Though I doubt anyone uses 'them' to cypher anything these days."

"Take... that.." Melor struggles out, trying to look over to the others without breaking any of his shale skin the effort etching a look of pain onto his face. "How do we.. stop... this?"

fort: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18
fort: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14
And petrified

Melor's skin instantly calcifies over, mostly. However woth the last of his rapidly hardening muscles the orc performs a heroic feat and bashes the hooded figure in the face with his weapon.

Barricade Buster Stock strike: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34
Bludgeoning: 4d8 + 6 ⇒ (6, 6, 8, 6) + 6 = 32

42/62hp

Hunted shot
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10, 2) + 1 + 1 = 14
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9, 6) + 1 + 1 = 17

Defensive armament

Melor let's loose two more rounds into the creature, then positions his weapon defensively.

4/8shots remain, 23ac

"Ironhand!" Melor cries as the strange creature swipes at his ally, the rush of blood hits him and pushes him to enact vengeance on her behalf before the rest of his mind can catch up on why using his weapon in such confined spaces would prove debilitating to their efforts to sneak into the keep.

Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9, 8) + 1 + 1 = 19
Barricade Buster: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
Bludgeoning+Circ+Kick: 2d10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6, 1) + 1 + 1 = 9

Hunt prey, Interact to draw weapon, Hunted shot

"These halls have been long abandoned, the fact that anything remains of interest is surprising in itself. I wonder what the hold keepers know of these ancient passageways."

He nods along with Skaytar's insistence to move forward. "Much as I'm not one for robbing tombs, they aren't using these right now and in fact they may well serve us better in protecting the tomb from the rising scourge from defiling it further."

Society: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
Crafting: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23

Once on the ground Melor takes in the area the designs around the room look familiar but he can't draw any specific beads. As they begin exploring more he looks at the Orc statues near the wall and comes to the horrifying realization that they are people.

"Don't touch anything. These were people, I believe there's magic afoot." He looks to his more magically inclined allies for confirmation.

Melor nods and draws out a length of rope to assist the other's fown the sinkhole first. The faster we act the less likely they'll be able to set up an effective defense."

Belkzan lore(dc20): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28

"People of the keep, historically we have only ever won when the holds band together. Why then are we leaving our brothers and sisters out in the cold. Surly their strength of arms added to our own would allow us to weather the coming storm? We are orcs strong and proud, to die lying in our beds is not our way, nor is cowering behind stone walls!"

He tries to rally the people