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Nom nom nom! Plant food now. Bummer, but such is the life of an adventurer. I've had to take a hard look at my games due to bandwidth concerns and I think this is a natural point for me to bow out of this game. I've enjoyed our time together and I hope to see you all on the boards! :) GM, when you get the chance, would you mark Thozar as inactive in this campaign so it gets removed from my campaigns tab please?
Thozar continues to push with all his might as his vision begins to fade, but there is naught to do against this hungry plant! The Owlbear continues ripping and tearing, however it seems to sense its masters pending demise and therefore its budding freedom.
All aboard the munchy munchy plant express! I also think it's funny, never would have guessed! On the bright side, we aren't going to be Giant food! :D
Thozar struggles ineffectually against the plant's grip while his Owlbear continues to try ripping into the creature. "Keep on Dwarves! We've got it right where we want it!"
No worries GM! Hang in there! EDIT: I would ask, however, that you double-check your damage rolls. The dice roller rolled "2d6d6." No idea what it is supposed to be, but that looks like a typing and copy/paste error to me! Lol, especially some of us took more d6's worth of damage than others! XD
With all the Dwarven grit and determination Thozar can manage, he powers through the rest of his spell as the plant latches on to him. With a mighty screech, an Owlbear tries to rip and tear its way through the aggressive foliage!
Thozar steps away, pulls out a scroll, and begins drawing the magic from it.
"Nice find, I say we make our way there first!" Thozar suggests. "Looks to me like some sort of temple to a fire giant. Should probably collapse the place once we're done..."
"Quick search of the perimeter, then we'll delve?" Thozar suggests to the dwindling band of Dwarves.
"Might as well bury the remains of their victims so they don't become another Giant's play thing," Thozar says with disgust. He scans the items they've found. "Let's keep moving then, we can handle the smaller groups, but wouldn't want to get caught by a real force."
As Ingrahild's arrow sinks into the Troll's throat, Thozar pitches a ball of fire at it to seal the deal. "Nicely done, they didn't stand a chance!"
Thozar lobs fire at the now unconscious troll, keeping it from rising again.
Finding a troll out in the open, Thozar launches fire at it. "That one'd be a good one to start with," he says to Ingrahild.
I'm ok with merging groups too. We've lost several people now that I think it's a good call if the others are willing to have us. Would we just be porting these characters over, making minor modifications, total rebuild, or what?
"Take them down and I'll keep them there," Thozar calls as he wreaths his arms in green flame.
Earthzar looks over at Ingrahild with a grin. Never been more excited to be in boulder throwing distance of a Giant! Who'd think that we would be the ones with the advantage?! "I'll slow them down Belir!" he shouts across the battlefield. Muttering in Druidic, the plants around their enemies' feet come to life and reach for those who would dare to tread on them!
"I had to use all my shaping to escape that drake!" Earthzar explains. "I could go ahead like this," gesturing at his gravely body, "but I don't think they'd be less suspicious if they saw an earth elemental." "Let's go bust their heads!"
"True, we don't have to kill them, but we can see what they're looking at, right?" Earthzar points out. He prods the human bones with his foot. "Sick is what this is. Animals and the like? I get it. Don't like it, but I get it. Just shows how even though these giants look like 'people,' they aren't." Spitting gravel on the floor, he is ready to roll out.
"Hmmmm... we should be on alert, can't let the Giants ambush us. Search around for whatever the idiots left behind, but be careful," Earthzar warns before searching the camp.
"While we are out here, we might as well be thorough," Earthzar suggests to the others. [b]"But let's go together this time, think I've had my fill of Drakes for the day..."[/] he chuckles nervously.
Earthzar sputters, sending pebbles and dirt skyward. "Is it dead? by the Divine the sucked. Thank you Ulark, a little more if you've got some to spare."
Works for me. What equipment do we think we will need to cover our bases as a four Dwarf party? We should also reshuffle some items, iirc, Ulark had an artifact or two. As far as our remaining party, we have Belir, Gundar, Ingrahild, and Thozar. Melee Occultist, Melee Ranger, Archer, Druid. Do we want to discuss general tactics a little? I'll have to change up spell selection a little I think. Less damage and more control, but not control that will screw up the melee.
GM, lmk when I need to roll another stabilize check! We might have to stay in initiative for this! The suspense!
Earthzar continues to have mud ooze out of his rocky veins.
Mud continues to slowly ooze out of Earthzar.
Earthzar only just manages to groan his words out before his lungs fill with burning gas. Unconscious, his rocky body lays partially suspended in the ground, his upper half bobbing like a buoy afloat in the ocean.
Close enough to the ground now, Birdzar turns into Earthzar. Plummeting to the ground like a sack of potatoes, he curiously disappears into the earth below. Overgrown lizard better not be able to burrow too!
Birdzar frantically flaps his wings, sending blood everywhere. With every flap, increasingly large pillows of snow fill the air until visibility is all but blocked! Hoping this is enough, he heads as fast as he can towards the ground.
With the latest threats looking like porcupines, Birdzar continues to circle overhead. Eventually, he lets out a mighty caw in support of his companions and heads off to scout further. Those weapons are damn useful. As long as we can see our foes coming, they'll be dead before reaching us.
Sorry for the short notice, but I had to handle some stuff all evening (everything is fine now!) and don't have the time/energy to post tonight. I'll catch back up tomorrow, please bot me as necessary!
Flying directly overhead of the Ettin, Birdzar releases his bowels. Aiming for one of their eyes, he can't help but to look down and admire his handiwork. Think I missed my calling here. So many clean windows back home...
Birdzar continues to circle overhead, waiting for something to develop before taking any noteworthy actions.
Birdzar doubles back to the party. Flapping his wings heavily to slow his descent, he scratches to tally marks into the dirt in front of the other Dwarves and an arrow with the direction. "CAaaaAAWW!" Hopefully that's clear enough to get the message across. Once we find an enchanter I'll have to see about getting something to speak even while in animal form.
"Does it shoot javelins like Ingrahild's?" Thozar asks with a laugh. "What a haul indeed! Now let's get back to bed. Just because I can see in the dark doesn't mean I want to!"
"UUUUUUUGGGGGH!" Thozar groans as talk of tracking surfaces. "Let's do it then. What's a Dwarf got to do to sleep around here?!" he says, prodding Ingrahild multiple times with the wand.
"Damn nuisances," Thozar grumbles as he puts his head on the ground and smashes a pillow into the side of his head. "Just got to the orc killing part of my dreams too," he pouts.
Keeping with the theme, Thozar pulls out one of his rods and tries to strike the remaining beast with more cold. "Time to wrap this up!"
With no choice, Thozar steps to the side of Gundar. He does his best to keep out of the whirlwind of hooves and clamping jaws while coalescing frost across his hand. Having reached critical mass, he tries to reach out and touch the beast. "This'll slow it's attacks for but a moment, make the best of it!"
Not gonna lie, I have zero idea what the hell we are fighting. Those things sound really horrific, yeesh!
"I don't know but it's water under the bridge now!" Thozar shouts as he stands up and calls forth two jagged shards from the ground beneath one of the cats. "What are they anyways?"
"No reason to wait for permission, either cat or Druid would be undesirable," Thozar weighs in. If that doesn't deter it, then we'll just have to do it the hard way. The Dwarf does his best to remain nonchalant about the situation and continues to chow down on a dried sausage.
"Bah, probably for slaves... Like she said though, sounds like we're in for a twofer!" Thozar chimes in, ready to smash more Giants and their plans.
"Like a garbage bin on demand! Haha!" Thozar cheers. "Who wants to parlay with the captives? Ulark? You always like to make friends!"
As the two Ogres form up on Ulark, Thozar let's them throw their full attention on him before trying to pull out the rug from under them. A one, a two, a... A large hole 40ft deep drops into existence beneath the Ogre, with his companion precariously close to the edge!
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