Lyria finds herself alone in front of the giant, after watching with horror as the giant's club splatters Kai's brains all over the place. Ka'kara tries to retreat and gets hit pretty bad herself. Lyria, terrified, quickly retreats backwards to the rest of the party which aren't faring too well themselves, then raises her symbol and lets the familiar blue wave of healing wash over the party, healing minor wounds and relieving some of the pain.
Rhianna staggers backward under the goblin's mystic assault. As she gets her feet under her, her face is a mask of terrible concentration underneath the blood streaming from her scalp. As she reaches into her pack again, those nearby can hear her muttering to herself. "Three missiles per casting. One expression of vo-tier; all the rest y-tier or lower. Probability: preparation arcanist, weakening spell supply. Third magic missile casting unlikely. Offense or defense?" Just then, Lyria's wave of healing energy sweeps over her, and she nods. "Decision made, then." Raising her voice as she withdraws a scroll from the pack, she reads out, "Veri ythu jevoza!" A ball of flame, four feet across, appears directly beneath the goblin and leaps upward to engulf him.
Mahaffy strikes the orc again
He then whirls and moves towards the giant (thus drawing an AoO from the still living orc (damn it !) . He moves so as to put himself before Lyria (I doubt I can put myself before Ka'Kara specially with a darwf rate of move)
"Ka'kara leave him ! he is mine ! Come and face a dwarf rather than a girl you ! "
Rhianna's flaming globe jumps up at the goblin, but he manages to (narrowly) dodge it, zipping to and fro on his broom. As Mahaffy runs towards the giant, it laughs horribly, spits some blood and gingerly steps out of the greasy area before aiming a blow at the defiant dwarf.
Just as Mahaffy had anticipated the stupid giant tries to swat him like a bug and his dwarven training enables him to roll with the blow, dodging it elegantly.
Artival and Ka'kara are up.
With the dwarf out of range, Artival again attempts to ensorcel the orc. He moves far enough to avoid being clubbed, and tries again to blast the orc with a spell.
Circling the giant to put it between Mahaffy and herself she once again tries to skewer it with her spear, "Can't let you stand by yourself and take all the glory, Mahaffy!" She spits a huge gobbet of blood, then smiles.
The orc hesitates a minute whether to go after Mahaffy, when a blast of swirling colors from Artival knocks him senseless. The goblin swears and spits at you as it sends another volley of missiles at Rhianna (for 8 points of damage).
Lyria and Mahaffy are up, then the giant.
Lesser probability plays out after all, Rhianna thinks, just before the final missile knocks her backward and blackness overwhelms her. Beneath the goblin, the ball of flame continues to burn, uncontrolled and quiescent.
Lyria feels her healing powers are not enough, and in any case would heal not only the group members, but also some of the foes which are hurt pretty badly. Repressing her own doubts, she starts casting a summoning spell, while preforming a short ceremony which involves lighting a small candle and lightening it while chanting some divine words. As the battle rages around her, she keeps casting, hoping for good.
'Nyah , nyah , nyah . can't hit me ! you big sissy !'
with this , Mahaffy will make use of his knowledge of acrobatics to dance before the giant while still striking him
The giant is furious at the sight of the dancing dwarf and swats him hard with his club for 18 points of damage. Heartened by this success he foolishly strikes again but is thwarted by Mahaffy's acrobatics (and probably wearied by his grievous wounds, too).
Artival and Ka'kara are up.
Seeing the orc was no longer a current threat, the sorceror turns his attention to the large giant that was currently massacring his friends. He blasts the large creature with his bolt of lightning ability, then moves away from the monster's reach.
Elemental ray ranged touch attack
Damage
Dropping the long-spear, Ka'kara reaches over her shoulder and pulls out her great-sword as she advances five feet up to the giants legs. Taking a mighty swing.....she bounces the sword harmlessly off of the giants protective hide armor.
Ka'kara waves her spear around but seems to have trouble connecting with anything. Artival's bolt strikes the giant, and electricity sears and crackles.
The goblin looks nervously at Lyria as she weaves her spell and targets her with three more Magic Missiles for 9 points of damage, forcing a Concentration check (DC 20).
Lyria and Mahaffy are up.
Lyria and Mahaffy are up.
Starting to feel like she might shake the nausea, Roylenna starts moving so she can see the attackers - and how her allies are holding up. (She's been staring at her shoes a lot for the last 30 seconds or so.)
Lyria's body is hit by another three missiles, but she grits her teeth and manages to stay concentrated on finishing the spell, finishing it with a shout: "Aquila!". An eagle appears next to the giant's head, and immediately starts pecking at its eyes and head frantically, ignoring the chaos around. Lyria herself, exhausted, waits for a few seconds until Mahaffy attacks the giant before deciding what to do next next action.
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Ka'kara waves her spear around
Mahally looks up at the giant and says : "My turn now"
Gritting her teeth through the pain Lyria manages to finish her spell and a golden eagle materializes and claws the giant in the face, drawing blood. Mahaffy takes advantage of the distraction and strikes the giant a devastating blow to the abdomen. Even though its furs absorb some of the force, it bleeds profusely and finally topples over, unconscious.
Lyria is up, then Roylenna, Ka'kara and Tika.
If so , Mahaffy uses the rest of his actions to move toward his abandoned crossbow .
Roylenna, with a big shudder, finally regains control as her stomach settles down and moves to get a view of the giant and the goblin, if possible. Seeing the giant down, she focuses her attention on the goblin.
"That was completely rude and unfair of you." And she casts her new spell, Scorching Ray.
Attack #1:
Damage #1:
Attack #2:
Damage #2:
Attack #1: 1d20 + 7
Damage #1: 4d6 + 1Attack #2: 1d20 + 7
Damage #2: 4d6 + 1
Attack #1: 1d20 + 7
Damage #1: 4d6 + 1Attack #2: 1d20 + 7
Damage #2: 4d6 + 1
Roylenna's burning ray hits the goblin squarely and it falls with a yelp, making a thudding sound as it hits the ground. The uncontrolled broom sails down and lands a little bit off.
Lyria's healing energy refreshes you all. Fortunately the giant stays down. You heave a collective sigh of relief as you pick up yourselves. Greta applauds you and lights a cigar before going to heal Ka'kara and Rhianna, stopping to kick the unconscious giant. "Nobody badmouths my beer", she grumbles.
The giant wears a 100 gp gold bracelet, and the goblin has a masterwork (small) light crossbow with 10 bolts and a scroll of three spells (magic missile, shield and web, all at CL3). Then there is the broom of course. The orcs have just their longspears and their armor.
Greta seems intent on continuing on your way. What do you say?
"I believe we should bury Kai. He fought well", Lyria says, while remembering his stubbornness in attacking the giant immediately instead of waiting for her charm spell.
If no one objects, Lyria will start digging a grave for him next to the road, or gather stones for a cairn.
Let's have some more healing also if possible . Any attacks now , we would be toast.
"I agree with Mahaffy, I could use a bit of healing myself," says Artival still wincing from the shot he took from the orc.
Tika goes about collecting the gear from the fallen enemies whilst attempting to write notes at the same time.
"Wow, that was terrible! That nasty cloud - I could not see a thing and then I was so sick, it was all I could do to stumble out to the fresh air. It is all a blur for me... it looks like the giant must have been quite a fight." Looking around from her location near the back of the wagon, "Um, where is the man with the tattoos?" When she finally spots him lying behind the giant's prone form, her eyes widen and she looks away, "No, no, no! Not again!"
Roylenna assists Tika in gathering up gear, but she stays away from the dead warrior, unable to bring herself to look at him again.
"I think we are the only ones that can easily use this," holding up the Small crossbow, "but I suspect you are a better shot than I. Do you want it?"
She would like to look over the broom. Given the opportunity for the distraction, she will cast Detect Magic and study the magical auras emanating from the broom to see if she can figure out how it works. Spellcraft