Whistle Pig's page

WP’s Return to Trunau was a muted affair at first, He slipped through the streets unnoticed. The streets seemed to swallow even his shadow from sight. Cham Larringfass starts as she turns around to see WP standing right behind her. ”Dearie me! Hamilton said you would be along in a while but he didn’t know when you would arrive.” She says with a smile. ” You will find your room as you left it.”
”You are far too kind, Ma’ma.” Pig returns the smile quickly. He turns to head upstairs, WP pauses and speaks over his shoulder, ”Thank you.” The halfling heads up the stairs.
Pig sets his backpack down and starts unpacking. There are many trophies from many enemies: Drakes, Hydras, Red Dragons and Giants. So many giants. He looks at the pile and realizes that there are a lot missing. Raen needs to stop by so WP can check what’s in that bag of holding.
Over the next few months WP settles into normal life. He spends his time working with the militia, scouting the fields and trails around Trunau, and spending the evening drinking Vael’s finest and smoking pipe weed near a warm hearth. Sometimes Hamilton will join him. The two don’t speak much on nights like that. Two warriors that had seen too much, are comfortable in the silence. One night WP asks something that has been on this mine for a while, “Why are we the only one’s left here in Trunau? They all left without even really saying good bye.” [/b] WP pauses for a moment, ”We didn’t even get to have a party.” Hamilton just grunts. WP takes a swig of his beer, ” That would have been some party.” WP finishes while he smiles into the bottom of his mug.
That night WP walks back to his room but can’t sleep. He tosses and turns for a while. After an hour or so, he gives up even trying. He dresses in a light tunic, a soft pair of boots that match his grey trousers. He pads out of the inn and through the streets.; even the cats don’t notice him passing. He makes his way to Hopespring. He sits there on the edge of the pond and watches the moon set and the sun just start to rise. Pig isn’t surprised when he hears Silvermane slowly walking up behind him. ”How did you know I was here?” WP asks without turning around. The elder druid doesn’t respond until he as settled his bones into a sitting position. ”Some people wear there emotions on their sleave. You, my brave Little Beaver, shout them from the roof tops. I knew when you arrived three ours ago.” WP chuckles,”This is true, it’s one of my faults, but… I have all these emotions and… and if I don’t let them out, I think I’ll… I’ll burst.” Silverman smiles in the early morning light. ”True enough. And we wouldn’t want that would we?” They both sit a moment.
”So what troubles you?” Silvermane prods.
”My future”
“what about it?”
“That’s what I don’t know. Ham and I are the only one’s left. Ham is going to be the next Chief Defender. As soon as Halga retires, that’s where his future lies. Me? I’m just a halfling with a sling. There aren’t any more giants to slay and Trunau is as safe as any place in the world. All the others left to make a difference or explore other places that I will never see. They left to be something greater than they were. I’m just…here.”
“You don’t like where you are or who you’ve become?”
”What have I become?” WP sounds frustrated. ”I’m a former slave with a lot of time of my hands.”
”Aye, That you are. And what is wrong with that considering the alternative?”
Pig is stopped cold with that question. He doesn’t say anything for a long time. The sun continues to rise and his stomach reminds him that this is way past breakfast, but WP was chewing on something else.
After some time, the halfing get’s up and give the druid a strong hug and a pat on the shoulder, ”Thank you, my friend. You know exactly what I need to hear.”
”Any time my friend.” A smile spreads on his face.
WP walks back to the Ramblehouse. He takes a seat in a corner table and waits. He takes a coffee, with spiced potatoes and scrambled eggs. He eats with purpose and waits for his time. When the morning crowd starts to thin, Pig waves Cham over and points to the chair next to him. Pig looks at his fellow halfling with a set jaw behind his welcoming smile. ”You and I have known the lash and the bitter tears of slavery. What do you think of the two of us raising a barn and harvesting our own crops. I’ll do the hard work in the field and you store the crop after it’s harvested and dried?” Cham returns the gaze,”Tell me more. I’m listening”

Over the next few weeks Pig is as busy as a … a beaver. There’s a new addition added to Defenders of Trunau’s house. A two story hunting lodge is created attached to the bunkhouse. In the evening, passersby swear they hear a string instrument playing during the night.
Once construction is complete, WP announces that he will be leading guided hunting tours into the Mindspin Mountains and the Skittermounds. He calls his new enterprise the “The Eagles Nest.” In reality, he has created smuggling path from the Heartlands of Cheliax through the Mindspin Mountains to Belkzen. The halfling slaves find respite in Trunau on their way north, east or west. Pig becomes the scourge of slave owners, trolls, ogres and fire giants alike along WP’s “row”. The operation is funded through a trading protection scheme with the local dwarves of Chystalrock and the selling the hides of flame drakes that inhabit the southern part of the route.
Pig hire a few “guides” to help with is business venture. Over the next few years, the population of halflings grows from 50 halflings to 100. They integrate themselves into Trunau society, many of them join the local militia and Trunau is known for the deadliest squad of slingers in all Golarian.
Whistle Pig grows to old age in Trunau. He sends messages to all True Defenders of Trunau that there will be a Grand party to celebrate Whistle Pig’s 120’s Birthday. He also expects to have a massive Wizard's fireworks display to celebrate the occasion.

WP does what he can to be polite as they are introduced. WP keeps an eye out of any treachery from the giants. He still suffers from the evil and savagery of folks that look just like Jorifah.

She looks down at Whistle Pig. "Little one, this place was, unfortunately, not built for someone your size. If you know how to ride, I can provide you with more comfortable transport." With a whistle she summons a giant eagle to land next to the halfling.

WP is shocked at the offer and is first instinct is the grab a tuft of mane and mount the beast and take to the skies. He then remembers the source of this ‘gift.’

”I’m sorry, I cannot accept this.” WP drops his backpack and removes his new shiny breastplate. ”You see, during our battle to save our home, we fought two giants who look just like you. They were twins. Their names were Nalbia and Nalbus.” Pig removes his shirt to reveal an almost circle scare in the center of his chest that spans nipple to nipple. ”The male, Nalbus, did this to me. I would have died, if it was not actions of my friends.” The halfling , no taller than a human child, stares directly into the giant’s eye, forcing it to see him. A mix of pain and pride rests on the halfling face. ”Gifts are something given between friends. We are not friends yet, but maybe in time we will be.” Pig grabs his trusty broom and says, ”besides, I have my own ride. “
Pig quickly dresses himself again and mounts his broom. He takes a position behind and above Raen’s left shoulder and follows the precession, his hand resting on his sling staff.

Over time, WP takes daily walks with Jorifah so the little halfling can observe Cloud Giant culture and life. Jorifah reminds WP a lot of Silvermane back in Trunau. Pig is given free rein of the island. Pig explores every inch of the island, but he’s drawn back to the eagle aviary. There he makes a connection with the stable hands. He is impressed with their love and care of the eagles and the giants appreciate WP’s skill and ease with the animals.

Before Raen can ponder, Ushyle can prepare for combat, or Whistle Pig can check the door, a limnus of warm light begins to glow around its edges. The door itself fades from reality. Beyond is a fantastic land that is not Golarion. The mere sight of the fantastic castle beyond fills the Heroes with a sense of peace and comfort. Jorifah, blind but sighted, simply smiles. She leaves the three heroes there, giving parting words as she goes. "It seems we are not the only place to offer succor."

WP grins as the door is open. ”I bet there is a lot things to explore there!” but WP doesn’t enter the portal. ” but, I have a few things I really want to in this land before I explore another.”

To be concluded…

Pig thoroughly enjoys his trip out west. He spends the daylight hours exploring the castle and learning all he can about it’s inhabitance. He inspects every item in the castle. Every pen, pot and portcullis. As he pokes and prods, he collects an item from every type of giant he can find to put in his collection., One night during dinner Ushyle ask,”why do you care how many folks they have in a drawer, Little Beaver?” WP chuckles at the nickname. He never really liked it much, but he has finally taken it as a term of endearment. He constantly has to remind himself that his friends love him. ‘Beaver’ comes from a different place than ‘Whistle Pig’. ”It never hurts to learn as much as you can about one’s enemy.” the halfling replies.
WP spends the evenings with Raen in the library. He focuses on the history of giant in Golarian and anything he can find on the lands of Cheliax and the halflings of that land. Pig enjoys he time in the Castle. He even finds time to enjoy some decent pipe weed he found in one of the cabinets.
As the days pass, Pig starts to get a bit nervous. He has no idea how to deal with “kind giant.” He has always met giants with violence because that’s what they have given him. What will he do when he meets those that don’t want to kill him and put him in a stew?
Pig is alongside Raen as clouds part and Cloudforge comes into view. Whistle Pig takes a small breath and holds it for a moment. As the cloud giants come into view his mind goes blank and he resists the thought of going invisible. He says the only thing that comes to his mind, ”I’m glad I’m not wearing giant fingernails as armor right about now…”
To be continued…

"kind giants... that will be something to see." WP shakes his head in slight disbelief.

"How long will it take to get there? Will there be winged beasts? I still need to replace that Roc. I should have tied it up before we left..." WP's voice trails off as he goes to inspect the body of the dragon. He quickly sizes up the sizes of the teeth and claws to see what would make an appropriate trophy to add to his collection. He mutters something about skinning the beast and the value of it's hide.

WP doesn't look phased when Raen says she may not come back to Raen. She is not the same woman that walked the dirt roads of Trunau
"If you think that i'm going to let you take this castle across the sea on your own..." WP face starts to turn red and his eye start to tear up, he sniffs and wipes his nose, "You don't know me as well as you should after all this time Ms. Raen Varkath!" WP plants his feet and stares straight into the spellcasters eyes all but daring her to tell him no.

He continues, " if your magic can work here, it can work across the sea and you can send me home back to Trunau when we are done."

Pih hurries from the thing fog to see the dragons fall to the ground...
"You didn't even leave me one shot?"
There is a look of mild sadness on his face. he shrugs.
"at least we are all alive! that's better than getting to face a dragon, but not by much."

with the dead orc at his feet there are no more things to throw stones at. WP moves at fast as the magic will allow towards the dragon.
double move

WP doesn't like that this orc is alive and he really doesn't like that the orc is so close. Knowing that magic keeps him concealed from small minded fools like this, simply gives a crooked smile and unloads on the dumb orc.

1st
attack: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (2) + 25 = 27
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

2nd
attack: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (16) + 25 = 41
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

3rd
attack: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (10) + 20 = 30
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (1) + 23 = 24

4th
attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (1) + 15 = 16
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (2) + 23 = 25

haste
attack: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (9) + 25 = 34
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

WP then takes a quick step back, hoping to confuse the orc as to where the attack came from.

not seeing what's going on but knowing something rather interesting is happening in the hall, he tries to clear the field of battle before moving on.

1st
attack on the Orc: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (9) + 25 = 34
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (4) + 23 = 27

2nd
attack on the Orc: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (8) + 25 = 33
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (5) + 23 = 28

3rd
attack on the Orc: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (9) + 20 = 29
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (4) + 23 = 27

4th
attack on the Orc: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 23
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26

Haste
attack on the Orc: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (13) + 25 = 38
damage?: 1d6 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

pig continues to press the attack on the pigdog
1st
attack!: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (4) + 23 = 27
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (3) + 21 = 24

2nd
attack!: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (5) + 21 = 26

3rd
attack!: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (11) + 18 = 29
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (3) + 21 = 24

4th
attack!: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (1) + 21 = 22

Haste
attack!: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23

Pig edges into the tower (5' step) and takes aim at the bull thing.

1st attack:
attack: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26
1d6 + 21 ⇒ (4) + 21 = 25
2nd attack
attack: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26
1d6 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23
3rd attack
attack: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (9) + 18 = 27
1d6 + 14 ⇒ (5) + 14 = 19
4th attack
attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14
1d6 + 14 ⇒ (6) + 14 = 20
haste
attack: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (20) + 23 = 43threat
1d6 + 21 ⇒ (6) + 21 = 27

attack (confirm?): 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (4) + 23 = 27
2d6 + 42 ⇒ (3, 3) + 42 = 48

will save: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29
Pig is unfazed by the Dragon's entrance. He fights the urge to lob a few stones at it just to see what happens, but he turns his attention to the Big thing surrounded by elementals.

Seeing The Big Bag thing fall, Pig sees no reason to hang out in the hallway. He wheels his broom around and flies toward the collection of Raens hovering in the air. He's not sure if that's the real Raen or not, but he doesn't stop to ask.

Pig takes a moment and slows himself down... [i]"The elementals have this, just take your shots. It will happen just like in the fields around Trunau"[i/]

attack on Big baddie: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (15) + 22 = 37
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (6) + 21 = 27

attack on Big baddie: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (7) + 22 = 29
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (6) + 21 = 27

attack on Big baddie: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (1) + 22 = 23
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (1) + 21 = 22

attack on Big baddie: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (7) + 17 = 24
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (1) + 21 = 22

attack on Big baddie: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23

Pig doesn't seen to hear Raen, or he is ignoring her, He moves dat step closer to one of the biggest things he has ever seen! and unload on the monster.
5-foot step, full attack

attack!: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (7) + 22 = 29
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23

attack!: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (16) + 22 = 38
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (1) + 21 = 22

attack!: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (4) + 22 = 26
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23

attack!: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (5) + 17 = 22
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23

attack!: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (16) + 12 = 28
damage?: 1d6 + 21 ⇒ (3) + 21 = 24

WP moves towards the clash of the titans. He has never seen anything like that before.

He takes aim at something he has only seen in nightmares.

attack on big bad thing: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (8) + 22 = 30
damage : 1d6 + 20 ⇒ (6) + 20 = 26

kn:planes: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Pig takes a step towards the giants, but he stops and curbs his rage. He sees the spiders lurking on the side of the castle and the monstrosity to the south and forces himself to focus.

WP feels the closest enemy is the most important one to deal with. He aims at the spider and lets a barrage fly...

attacks on gray spider
1st attack:
attack: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (9) + 21 = 30
1d6 + 19 ⇒ (1) + 19 = 20
2nd attack
attack: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (1) + 21 = 22
1d6 + 19 ⇒ (3) + 19 = 22
3rd attack
attack: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (7) + 16 = 23
1d6 + 19 ⇒ (2) + 19 = 21
4d attack
attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19
1d6 + 19 ⇒ (6) + 19 = 25
Haste attack
attack: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (16) + 21 = 37
1d6 + 19 ⇒ (5) + 19 = 24

WP deftly rolls out of the way, hops to his feet and launches a series of bullets at the elemental. He will let the larger elementals deal with the spiders for now...
reflex: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (8) + 17 = 25

1st attack
attack: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (7) + 20 = 27
1d6 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21
2nd attack
attack: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (18) + 20 = 38
1d6 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20
3rd attack
attack: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (19) + 20 = 39
1d6 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21
4th attack
attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (7) + 15 = 22
1d6 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21
Haste
attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14
1d6 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20

WP will take point and scout the hall way.

stealth with invis: 1d20 + 24 + 20 ⇒ (3) + 24 + 20 = 47

perception: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (2) + 26 = 28

"We need to take sure we space ourselves out. Just like with the ice worms, we don't want to get hit all at once with this dragon's breath." Pig is filled with excited with a slight tinge of dread. He remembers the pain of burning to death. "I really don't want do that again." The moment moment passes and a slightly smiles as he touches Raen's arm. He says softly. "For Trunau."

"A dragon?" WP lights up with a small grin. "Dragon scales to add to my collection!"

WP looks at the group,"We are going to meet the dragon, right?"

WP heads back to the alcove he saw the cloud giant before. After thinking about what he sees.
"Unless folks want to fly, I think the best approach is to backtrack to the seconds floor so we can enter the main complex."

WP, still a bit confused and shaky, heads up to the loft to check on the chest. Vael follows him a few steps behind with odd looking "key" just in case his hunch was right.

perception (traps +6): 1d20 + 33 ⇒ (8) + 33 = 41
DD: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (3) + 29 = 32
DD: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (11) + 29 = 40
DD: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (17) + 29 = 46

Pig Hug Doxon around the neck as hard as he can. The halfling is confused, tired and weak but mostly confused.
"It seems like our struggle has drawn the attention of the Gods." WP begins. "Chaldira and Milani intervened on my behalf. We must be on the right path." A line of worry crosses his face. "But there was talk of a cost of what they were doing. What is that cost and who has to pay?"
Pig slowly stands up.
"I fear you all have done something that I cannot repay. Thank you all..."
The halfling collects this things. But makes a point of passing by Galestorm and give him a word of thanks and a friendly pat before leaving.

WP snaps back to reality. He gingerly reaches up to his chest expecting to feel a gaping hole. His hand touches giant toenails and a wave of relief washes over his. He quickly turns around hoping the blood is still on the wall and is slightly disappointed it's not.

"I'm fine I think." he smile weakly at Ham

He turns to Raen, "But what just happened?"

Pig's excitement turns to slight concern as he is struct repeatedly by arrows. But he relaxes as stones go flying towards the giant...

attack!: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (9) + 26 = 35
damage?: 1d6 + 25 ⇒ (3) + 25 = 28

attack!: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (2) + 26 = 28
damage?: 1d6 + 25 ⇒ (4) + 25 = 29

attack!: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (8) + 21 = 29
damage?: 1d6 + 25 ⇒ (1) + 25 = 26

attack!: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21
damage?: 1d6 + 25 ⇒ (6) + 25 = 31

WP Screams is shock as he sees the bolt pass through Raen. He Urges his new mount upwards as he draws his trusty sling staff. He curses himself for allowing a giant of all things to sneak up on them and harm his friends. Tears of rage and pain well up in his small childlike face.

As the Roc rises, Pig spits out a single word and beings hurling stones at the giant

"BASTARD!"

attack the giant: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (16) + 25 = 41
damage: 1d6 + 25 ⇒ (4) + 25 = 29

WP does a quick lap around the castle. He notices any fly guards. He also looks for a way to access the Giant Leader's bedroom via a balcony or window.

WP wants to take a quick lap around the castle. He will be invis and scout the outside of the castle.

handle animal: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (6) + 14 = 20

perception check: 1d20 + 33 ⇒ (16) + 33 = 49

"well, now. Aren't you a pretty one Galescream." WP looks like the cat who just ate the mouse. "Shall we go kill some giants?"

WP grabs a handful of feathers and lightly climbs on.

Since he hasn't been eaten yet, WP takes that as a good sign and presses on.

"Oh, my pretties. You don't want to have to carry those nasty cloud giants. They are sooooo heavy." Pig inches closer to the mounting side of the Roc. As he gets to arm's reach, he continues,"I'm much smaller you wouldn't even know I was on your back. Just think of how fast we could go together?"

Wild empathy to befriend: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30

WP slips his backpack off and stows his sling staff. He rummages through his rations and pulls out all the jerky out of them. He calmly walks into the room and approaches the Rocs like he would a horse.
" Hello, my pretties." He coos."No, no... I'm not one of those nasty giants, but I smell like one, yes? I have their toenails all over me? So today I am a small giant." As he walks he approaches the left side of the closest rock, offering the jerky to it with his left hand, judging the beasts intentions...

wild empathy as diplo to befriend: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 12 = 21
handle animal to sense motive: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30

WP winks back into sight next next to Vael, ok, i'm back. the tower is three levels high. First one is empty. the Second level is really neat. There's an archer cloud giant to the east. tempted to kill him myself because, you know, slings are superior to bows in every way."

He continues,"To the west is really exciting! There are two ROCS! with riding gear on the third level. I REALLY want to ride a Roc."
he whispers under his breath which just accents his excitements."I REALLY want to ride a Roc..."

You can head back to the party, or go to the top of the tower...

WP still is curious about the tower and moves up the stairs.

WP marvels at the beast. He had heard of them and takes a step towards it to try and pet it and stops short. He wants to ride the bird so bad he can just see himself raining death down on the giants on the back of this animal.

Something from the back of his mind tugs his thoughts back to reality and he moves slowly out of the room.

Pig resists the urge to pop the giant in the back of the head with a stone, but moves back the way he came to see what is down the western branch.

Pig heads east as he to motions to the west to the unseen eye...

WP hops out of bed ready to see what else is in this castle and what giants he can kill next.
"I wonder if we can take this castle back to Trunau. It would make a home for everyone and Orcs and such wouldn't attack as much because we'd have a flying castle!"

He wicks out of sight and heads to the tower in the lead.

stealth: 1d20 + 24 + 20 ⇒ (1) + 24 + 20 = 45
perception: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (6) + 32 = 38

stealth: 1d20 + 24 + 20 ⇒ (12) + 24 + 20 = 56
perception: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (8) + 32 = 40

stealth: 1d20 + 24 + 20 ⇒ (11) + 24 + 20 = 55
perception: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (11) + 32 = 43

WP hops on his broom and follows Doxon through the murder hole and launches to stone at the giant.

attack!: 1d20 + 27 ⇒ (19) + 27 = 46
damage?: 1d6 + 22 ⇒ (5) + 22 = 27

reflex save: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (17) + 17 = 34
WP dances untouched through the flames and launches bullets at the dragon...

attack on dragon: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (7) + 21 = 28
damage?: 1d6 + 18 ⇒ (3) + 18 = 21

attack on dragon: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (17) + 21 = 38
damage?: 1d6 + 18 ⇒ (2) + 18 = 20

attack on dragon: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21
damage?: 1d6 + 18 ⇒ (1) + 18 = 19

attack on dragon: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
damage?: 1d6 + 18 ⇒ (5) + 18 = 23

WP scowls as he sees a giant play on his friend's better nature with lies and deceit!
"Lying filthy GIANT!" Pig spits as the words come out of his mouth live venom.

He loads his sling and attacks the giant with clinical precision.

attack on giant: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (15) + 25 = 40
damage?: 1d6 + 22 ⇒ (5) + 22 = 27

attack on giant: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (14) + 25 = 39
damage?: 1d6 + 22 ⇒ (5) + 22 = 27

attack on giant: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (20) + 20 = 40<--threat
damage?: 1d6 + 22 ⇒ (3) + 22 = 25

confirm?: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (8) + 20 = 28nopers
damage?: 2d6 + 44 ⇒ (6, 5) + 44 = 55

attack on giant: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (15) + 15 = 30
damage?: 1d6 + 22 ⇒ (4) + 22 = 26

He then tries to tumble out of the way of the fire blast...
reflex: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (14) + 17 = 31

WP's rage helps him leap free of the fire.

"Do you know what meat is in that stew, Whistle Pig?"

"Looks and tastes like Mutton." WP says with his head in a bowl much too big for him.

"This stew isn't bad." WP says between slurps."Hmmm...There's a trapdoor by the fireplace. We should go look at that in a moment." The halfling points in the general direction of the fireplaces but doesn't stop eating.

WP's stomach growls and rumbles."Can we stop for a bit? We haven't had elevenses in a long time..."

WP takes a peek at what's on the menu.
perception: 1d20 + 28 ⇒ (10) + 28 = 38

Pig tries to add injury to insult and targets the creatures eye!

attack!: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (17) + 18 = 35
damage?: 1d6 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 24

attack!: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (15) + 18 = 33
damage?: 1d6 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 24

attack!: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28
damage?: 1d6 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 24

attack!: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
damage?: 1d6 + 18 ⇒ (4) + 18 = 22

pig takes a step into the doorway and launches several bullets at the creature...

1st attack:
attack: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (16) + 18 = 34
1d6 + 17 ⇒ (1) + 17 = 18
2nd attack
attack: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (15) + 18 = 33
1d6 + 17 ⇒ (3) + 17 = 20
3rd attack
attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17
1d6 + 17 ⇒ (5) + 17 = 22
4d attack
attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
1d6 + 17 ⇒ (5) + 17 = 22

WP takes a small step towards the ugly troll and opens fire...

1st attack:
attack: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (18) + 24 = 42
1d6 + 25 ⇒ (6) + 25 = 31
2nd attack
attack: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (16) + 24 = 40
1d6 + 25 ⇒ (6) + 25 = 31
3rd attack
attack: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (7) + 19 = 26
1d6 + 25 ⇒ (1) + 25 = 26
4d attack
attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16
1d6 + 25 ⇒ (3) + 25 = 28

WP moves into the room and fires a sling at the disgusting creature in front of him. "Things this ugly shouldn't be alive anyway..."

attack: 1d20 + 27 ⇒ (14) + 27 = 41
damage?: 1d6 + 25 ⇒ (4) + 25 = 29

Pig seeing a hall opening to the left, take quick detour and see what's down there...

perception(+6 for trap spotting) : 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (15) + 26 = 41
stealth (with invis): 1d20 + 26 + 20 ⇒ (19) + 26 + 20 = 65

once everyone is healed...

Pig Approaches the door:
checking the door for traps: 1d20 + 25 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 25 + 5 = 38
If not trapped he checks the door for sounds:
checking for sound: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (14) + 25 = 39
WP tries to pick the lock:
DD: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (10) + 26 = 36
DD: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (15) + 26 = 41
DD: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (19) + 26 = 45
DD: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (10) + 26 = 36
DD: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (14) + 26 = 40