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<blockquote data-quote="jydog1" data-source="post: 5642907" data-attributes="member: 48156"><p><strong>Session #39 - August 1, 2011 - Like a Baby With a Baby in its Hand</strong></p><p></p><p>Notes: I know, a few weeks since last time. How DARE our GM take a job that requires him to be out of state for 3 weeks? For punishment we're making him and his wife go to <a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/www.otherworld.org" target="_blank">www.otherworld.org</a> this year! So cruel! In fact, YOU should go as well to help them survive the experience. or possibly you should go because it's one of the coolest things you'll ever do. Either way, you should go.</p><p></p><p>This write-up might be a bit choppy as I was having issues that kept me running to the restroom all night (I'll spare you details) but we took care of a good deal of things using our heads instead of our muscles, which is good because the ogres have much bigger muscles. Plus Londis has a wisdom of like 6 at this pointand there were a lot of ogres. Ah well, at least they weren't trolls . . . and I'm not responsible for the plethora of dong jokes.</p><p></p><p>Dinner was GM made burgers, fresh corn on the cob, and a bean salad. Oh, and I replaced a door on another player's car. That's how we roll around here.</p><p></p><p>From the journal of Grezzalik M'rethen:</p><p></p><p>Reznak was putting on finishing touches to his disguise when Londis walked up to him. I was seated at the table checking out Lucreza's items, including a very nice, very sharp rapier. As usual, the inquisitor was no-nonsense. "The book."</p><p></p><p>Reznak put on a blank face. "What book?"</p><p></p><p>"The book she was reading when she came in and you picked up."</p><p></p><p>"Oh, THAT book. See, I was going to hang onto it." he pulled it out and started some sort of explanation. "Now, if I keep it here -"</p><p></p><p>Londis snatched it from his hands and started thumbing through it with a dark scowl. "It's a romance novel, but she's written in the margins. Some sort of code." </p><p></p><p>At some point someone figured it out - I was busy with the stuff, remember? - and determined it was an extensive list of her lovers. Not shy, this girl. Speaking of not shy, I glanced up at Trixie as she paced the table, no doubt enjoying the chance to stretch her legs out of the shirt pocket she'd been in. "Hey," I said absently as I examined a sehedron medallion that looked like the one I was wearing, "you want to be embiggened?"</p><p></p><p>She thought for a second or two. "Will you get it done the first attempt? If I inspire you?" </p><p></p><p>I noted a conjuration aura. 'Uhm, can't guarantee it. The caster that made that rod was no apprentice. Dispelling effects from it are probably 50/50 at best right now."</p><p></p><p>She shrugged, a movement made no less feminine by her diminutive size. Focus, Grezz. Focus. "Nah, don't waste the spell. We may need it."</p><p></p><p>"Okay. If you shrink again it might kill you. It would certainly render you unconscious." </p><p></p><p>"I'll be careful." She danced along the edge of the rapier, every motion smooth and graceful. It was like she was made of water.</p><p></p><p>While I figured out things the others checked out the cells on the level - empty except for maimed skeletons. Once the rangers made it clear they weren't leaving until this place was cleansed of ogres, we decided to head up, with Reznak leading the way as an eerie copy of Lucrezia. We gave him the rapier more or less by default. The rangers would be 'prisoners' in unlocked manacles. Londis had a disturbing number of sets available. </p><p></p><p>Trouble was waiting for us at the top of the stairs in the form of ogre guards. they yelled something and Reznak yelled right back. I couldn't understand any of it - I don't speak giant. I was going to take it back at the Academica, but during signups I was behind Fallomina Gracine and she was taking Shoanti, and that suddenly seemed like a great idea for a class. Trixie mumbled something and then whispered up at me, "I cast <em>comprehend languages</em>, I'll translate for you. They just asked what the Oathmistress wanted and whys he was with us, and she - I mean he - demanded ale. So we're waiting for that."</p><p></p><p>Indeed, an ogre who could almost pass for a very large human except that he'd been disfigured brought a keg and then a glass. There was more talking. "They keep asking if she wants to see the bossman. He's not really answering them . . . oh, okay, now we're going."</p><p></p><p>We were led upstairs toward the main hall, which is what we wanted. A couple of ogres were on guard outside and as we approached the doors opened and a badly used female ogre stumbled out. There was very loud bellowing from inside, and I felt Trixie shudder against me. "I'm not translating that. that's just <em>gross." </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em></em>We were ushered in to . . . well. Where to begin? The hall was a mess. Four collared goblins were fighting over scraps in a corner and barely noticed us. The main table was covered with a human body that had the torso torn open and filled with a variety of foodstuff, or whatever ogres considered to be foodstuffs. Next to it was a massive battleaxe, and just the sight of it made me feel faintly uneasy. Londis and I edged toward it as Reznak began talking to a very large ogre. A very large, completely naked ogre. A very large, very naked, very excited ogre. The two of them jabbered back and forth and I was lost. I suddenly gave a small yelp of pain as Trixie tweaked my nipple. "What?"</p><p></p><p>"Pay attention! I'm trying to tell you what's being said. Quit daydreaming." She gave me a tiny glare. "The big guy is Jaagrath and he wants to know why we're here . . . he's got a thing for Lucrezia in a rapey sort of way and she's - i mean he's flirting with it. The ogre keeps mentioning how tired his work crews are . . . at the dam and that they need reinforcements."</p><p></p><p>My eyes widened in alarm. "The dam?" I muttered in elven. "They must be trying to destroy it." I looked up. "Is he asking more questions about it?"</p><p></p><p>"No. She's -uggh - Reznak keeps flirting with him. Oh no, he's noticed the rangers." The ogre walked over to Jacardos, said something in a mocking tone, and then crushed his left hand. "This is getting out of control." The ogre bellowed something to his guards and they closed the doors. "I think she just agreed to be with him. Gahhh."</p><p></p><p>The gahhh, which I almost followed with a retch, came from the ogre planting a bloody kiss on Reznak. I saw his hand dip behind his back and pull free a blade, and suddenly there was a thunk. From inches away Reznak has somehow missed with his sneak attack and buried his short sword in the table instead of the ogre's stomach. </p><p>[OOC]fumble! not the only one the rogue would have that night. the dice were not kind[/OOC] </p><p>It bellowed and backhanded him, lifting Reznak off his feet and sending him sprawling. From there the ogre reached for his axe but Londis, moving before I could <em>grease</em> it, grabbed the massive thing. He shouted in pain as it burst into sickly green flame and moaned, but nonetheless stuffed it into the bag of holding. I tried not to think about the possibly sentient axe being in there with the book of evil.</p><p></p><p>I jumped up on the table and, drawing on the staff, formed a ring of fire around the big bastard. because of the nature of the spell it wasn't really flames as much as a mix of fire and shadow, but the ogre didn't realize that and howled as his flesh sizzled. Tofa peered at the flame with a puzzled expression before giving me a quick look, then Hadarga started glowing and her eyes rolled back and the ravens showed up and she started hacking away (part of me wondered what would happen if a lover was <em>too</em> good at satisfying her and had her tip over into a pleasure rage. I mean, the ravens had to be a total damper). Londis and the rangers rushed over to barricade the door and Tofa and the ogre traded terrible blows, the latter hitting her with a massive bench. The flames weren't bothering Tofa all that much - she jumped in and out of them with barely a care - but they were burning the hell out of Jaagrath. Trixie fired off spells and items, with varying success. Reznak went down under a pile of goblins, who had noticed other playthings in the room. Londis moved over and began with the splattering.</p><p></p><p>The big ogre was starting to wobble a bit, and as Tofa hit him again I blasted him with a pair of shocking rays. She hit it again, sending it reeling and closed for the killing blow. From off to the side an extremely battered Reznak launched himself at Jaagrath, but the ogre swatted him out of the air with a stunning blow. Reznak landed awkwardly and jabbed almost by reflex, but the beleaguered ogre couldn't stop it and crumbled as Tofa, deprived of the kill, howled in frustration. </p><p></p><p>I ran over so Trix could use a healing wand on the Ulfan before pouring a potion down reznak's unconscious throat. Within a few moments we'd beheaded and castrated Jaagrath and moved to the balcony. When the ogres finally broke in Reznak brandished the head and screamed something. This was punctuated by Tofa throwing Jaagrath's manhood - uhm, ogrehood - uhm, his giant ogre thing - at one of the guards, hitting him in the head. Those who had entered yelled something that sounded like 'Pappy!' and quickly turned tail. Heading to the outside balcony, Trixie cast a <em>major image</em> of a fairly large Lucrezia with the head and screamed at the ogres to get the hell out of here. </p><p></p><p>In a flood they left, fleeing in terror as Tofa and the rangers shot them with arrow after arrow. The lightning from the storm raged as they vile creatures departed, but Londis and Reznak were looking north toward the dam. 'There's water coming over the top."</p><p></p><p>A pale Jacardos frowned. "The floodgates should be open."</p><p></p><p>"Are those the giant skulls? 'Cuz they aren't open."</p><p></p><p>"Right," I said, "we need to get there. Now."</p><p></p><p>Tofa pulled out her figurine and a second later the griffon stood before us. "Can't carry us all," she said. "Grezz, you have more of the scrolls that make you fly, yes?"</p><p></p><p>My turn to frown. "Only one." Then I grinned and opened my haversack. "Got something else that'll do the trick."</p><p>[OOC]They laughed when Grezz bought 47 scrolls. Let me tell you, I can't wait to buy more. it's very nice to have utility spells at my sorcerer's disposal, especially . . .[/OOC]</p><p></p><p>The griffon had a ranger in each claw and Reznak dangling from his beak by his belt, but seemed unconcerned by the weight that included the rest of us on his back. i wasn't sure <em>ant haul</em> was going to work in this situation - I had my utility spell class right after lunch and often dozed off - but it was doing just fine. As we drew closer tot he massive dam I realized that while the storm was mundane, it was being summoned by someone or something off to the northwest. I wanted to investigate but the dam was more important, and Londis nudged me and pointed. At one side a dozen ogres were battling a huge, horrible thing that could only be the Black Magra of local legend we'd heard of. it was making a good meal of them when the section of dam they'd obviously been trying to destroy gave way, spilling those uneaten so far and the massive Magra over the side, along with a large amount of water. </p><p></p><p>"What do we do?"</p><p></p><p>There was a set of large carved skulls in a location that could possibly be a control room of some sort. "Get us over there," I yelled to Londis. "This is Thasselonian made, I should be able to read whatever's inside and find some sort of manual override!"</p><p></p><p>In response the griffin banked through the rain and headed that way. Four ogres, clearly exhausted, were sitting where we wanted to land. that proved unfortunate for them. As we hopped off or were dropped off Jacardos climbed up behind Londis. The inquisitor's face tightened as he said, "I'm sorry, but I have to go. I have to try to warn Turtleback Ferry and save as many people as I can." </p><p></p><p>With that the two of them zoomed off, leaving us standing in the rain looking at two pairs of large doors. Heading to the closest set, we pulled them open. Inside was a large chamber. i wanted to get a look at whatever controls we could find but my gaze was immediately drawn to the mangled ogres in tossed about the place, blood mixing with the inch or so of water on the floor. And even before my eyes adjusted my nose told me what the four massive shapes in here were.</p><p></p><p>Trolls. And Londis and his flaming mace currently heading far away from us.</p><p></p><p>Trolls. Dammit, weren't we done with these after the Fellnight? <em>I guess not,</em> I though, as my hands came up to shape a spell. Our work never seems to be done.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="jydog1, post: 5642907, member: 48156"] [b]Session #39 - August 1, 2011 - Like a Baby With a Baby in its Hand[/b] Notes: I know, a few weeks since last time. How DARE our GM take a job that requires him to be out of state for 3 weeks? For punishment we're making him and his wife go to [URL="http://www.enworld.org/forum/www.otherworld.org"]www.otherworld.org[/URL] this year! So cruel! In fact, YOU should go as well to help them survive the experience. or possibly you should go because it's one of the coolest things you'll ever do. Either way, you should go. This write-up might be a bit choppy as I was having issues that kept me running to the restroom all night (I'll spare you details) but we took care of a good deal of things using our heads instead of our muscles, which is good because the ogres have much bigger muscles. Plus Londis has a wisdom of like 6 at this pointand there were a lot of ogres. Ah well, at least they weren't trolls . . . and I'm not responsible for the plethora of dong jokes. Dinner was GM made burgers, fresh corn on the cob, and a bean salad. Oh, and I replaced a door on another player's car. That's how we roll around here. From the journal of Grezzalik M'rethen: Reznak was putting on finishing touches to his disguise when Londis walked up to him. I was seated at the table checking out Lucreza's items, including a very nice, very sharp rapier. As usual, the inquisitor was no-nonsense. "The book." Reznak put on a blank face. "What book?" "The book she was reading when she came in and you picked up." "Oh, THAT book. See, I was going to hang onto it." he pulled it out and started some sort of explanation. "Now, if I keep it here -" Londis snatched it from his hands and started thumbing through it with a dark scowl. "It's a romance novel, but she's written in the margins. Some sort of code." At some point someone figured it out - I was busy with the stuff, remember? - and determined it was an extensive list of her lovers. Not shy, this girl. Speaking of not shy, I glanced up at Trixie as she paced the table, no doubt enjoying the chance to stretch her legs out of the shirt pocket she'd been in. "Hey," I said absently as I examined a sehedron medallion that looked like the one I was wearing, "you want to be embiggened?" She thought for a second or two. "Will you get it done the first attempt? If I inspire you?" I noted a conjuration aura. 'Uhm, can't guarantee it. The caster that made that rod was no apprentice. Dispelling effects from it are probably 50/50 at best right now." She shrugged, a movement made no less feminine by her diminutive size. Focus, Grezz. Focus. "Nah, don't waste the spell. We may need it." "Okay. If you shrink again it might kill you. It would certainly render you unconscious." "I'll be careful." She danced along the edge of the rapier, every motion smooth and graceful. It was like she was made of water. While I figured out things the others checked out the cells on the level - empty except for maimed skeletons. Once the rangers made it clear they weren't leaving until this place was cleansed of ogres, we decided to head up, with Reznak leading the way as an eerie copy of Lucrezia. We gave him the rapier more or less by default. The rangers would be 'prisoners' in unlocked manacles. Londis had a disturbing number of sets available. Trouble was waiting for us at the top of the stairs in the form of ogre guards. they yelled something and Reznak yelled right back. I couldn't understand any of it - I don't speak giant. I was going to take it back at the Academica, but during signups I was behind Fallomina Gracine and she was taking Shoanti, and that suddenly seemed like a great idea for a class. Trixie mumbled something and then whispered up at me, "I cast [I]comprehend languages[/I], I'll translate for you. They just asked what the Oathmistress wanted and whys he was with us, and she - I mean he - demanded ale. So we're waiting for that." Indeed, an ogre who could almost pass for a very large human except that he'd been disfigured brought a keg and then a glass. There was more talking. "They keep asking if she wants to see the bossman. He's not really answering them . . . oh, okay, now we're going." We were led upstairs toward the main hall, which is what we wanted. A couple of ogres were on guard outside and as we approached the doors opened and a badly used female ogre stumbled out. There was very loud bellowing from inside, and I felt Trixie shudder against me. "I'm not translating that. that's just [I]gross." [/I]We were ushered in to . . . well. Where to begin? The hall was a mess. Four collared goblins were fighting over scraps in a corner and barely noticed us. The main table was covered with a human body that had the torso torn open and filled with a variety of foodstuff, or whatever ogres considered to be foodstuffs. Next to it was a massive battleaxe, and just the sight of it made me feel faintly uneasy. Londis and I edged toward it as Reznak began talking to a very large ogre. A very large, completely naked ogre. A very large, very naked, very excited ogre. The two of them jabbered back and forth and I was lost. I suddenly gave a small yelp of pain as Trixie tweaked my nipple. "What?" "Pay attention! I'm trying to tell you what's being said. Quit daydreaming." She gave me a tiny glare. "The big guy is Jaagrath and he wants to know why we're here . . . he's got a thing for Lucrezia in a rapey sort of way and she's - i mean he's flirting with it. The ogre keeps mentioning how tired his work crews are . . . at the dam and that they need reinforcements." My eyes widened in alarm. "The dam?" I muttered in elven. "They must be trying to destroy it." I looked up. "Is he asking more questions about it?" "No. She's -uggh - Reznak keeps flirting with him. Oh no, he's noticed the rangers." The ogre walked over to Jacardos, said something in a mocking tone, and then crushed his left hand. "This is getting out of control." The ogre bellowed something to his guards and they closed the doors. "I think she just agreed to be with him. Gahhh." The gahhh, which I almost followed with a retch, came from the ogre planting a bloody kiss on Reznak. I saw his hand dip behind his back and pull free a blade, and suddenly there was a thunk. From inches away Reznak has somehow missed with his sneak attack and buried his short sword in the table instead of the ogre's stomach. [OOC]fumble! not the only one the rogue would have that night. the dice were not kind[/OOC] It bellowed and backhanded him, lifting Reznak off his feet and sending him sprawling. From there the ogre reached for his axe but Londis, moving before I could [I]grease[/I] it, grabbed the massive thing. He shouted in pain as it burst into sickly green flame and moaned, but nonetheless stuffed it into the bag of holding. I tried not to think about the possibly sentient axe being in there with the book of evil. I jumped up on the table and, drawing on the staff, formed a ring of fire around the big bastard. because of the nature of the spell it wasn't really flames as much as a mix of fire and shadow, but the ogre didn't realize that and howled as his flesh sizzled. Tofa peered at the flame with a puzzled expression before giving me a quick look, then Hadarga started glowing and her eyes rolled back and the ravens showed up and she started hacking away (part of me wondered what would happen if a lover was [I]too[/I] good at satisfying her and had her tip over into a pleasure rage. I mean, the ravens had to be a total damper). Londis and the rangers rushed over to barricade the door and Tofa and the ogre traded terrible blows, the latter hitting her with a massive bench. The flames weren't bothering Tofa all that much - she jumped in and out of them with barely a care - but they were burning the hell out of Jaagrath. Trixie fired off spells and items, with varying success. Reznak went down under a pile of goblins, who had noticed other playthings in the room. Londis moved over and began with the splattering. The big ogre was starting to wobble a bit, and as Tofa hit him again I blasted him with a pair of shocking rays. She hit it again, sending it reeling and closed for the killing blow. From off to the side an extremely battered Reznak launched himself at Jaagrath, but the ogre swatted him out of the air with a stunning blow. Reznak landed awkwardly and jabbed almost by reflex, but the beleaguered ogre couldn't stop it and crumbled as Tofa, deprived of the kill, howled in frustration. I ran over so Trix could use a healing wand on the Ulfan before pouring a potion down reznak's unconscious throat. Within a few moments we'd beheaded and castrated Jaagrath and moved to the balcony. When the ogres finally broke in Reznak brandished the head and screamed something. This was punctuated by Tofa throwing Jaagrath's manhood - uhm, ogrehood - uhm, his giant ogre thing - at one of the guards, hitting him in the head. Those who had entered yelled something that sounded like 'Pappy!' and quickly turned tail. Heading to the outside balcony, Trixie cast a [I]major image[/I] of a fairly large Lucrezia with the head and screamed at the ogres to get the hell out of here. In a flood they left, fleeing in terror as Tofa and the rangers shot them with arrow after arrow. The lightning from the storm raged as they vile creatures departed, but Londis and Reznak were looking north toward the dam. 'There's water coming over the top." A pale Jacardos frowned. "The floodgates should be open." "Are those the giant skulls? 'Cuz they aren't open." "Right," I said, "we need to get there. Now." Tofa pulled out her figurine and a second later the griffon stood before us. "Can't carry us all," she said. "Grezz, you have more of the scrolls that make you fly, yes?" My turn to frown. "Only one." Then I grinned and opened my haversack. "Got something else that'll do the trick." [OOC]They laughed when Grezz bought 47 scrolls. Let me tell you, I can't wait to buy more. it's very nice to have utility spells at my sorcerer's disposal, especially . . .[/OOC] The griffon had a ranger in each claw and Reznak dangling from his beak by his belt, but seemed unconcerned by the weight that included the rest of us on his back. i wasn't sure [I]ant haul[/I] was going to work in this situation - I had my utility spell class right after lunch and often dozed off - but it was doing just fine. As we drew closer tot he massive dam I realized that while the storm was mundane, it was being summoned by someone or something off to the northwest. I wanted to investigate but the dam was more important, and Londis nudged me and pointed. At one side a dozen ogres were battling a huge, horrible thing that could only be the Black Magra of local legend we'd heard of. it was making a good meal of them when the section of dam they'd obviously been trying to destroy gave way, spilling those uneaten so far and the massive Magra over the side, along with a large amount of water. "What do we do?" There was a set of large carved skulls in a location that could possibly be a control room of some sort. "Get us over there," I yelled to Londis. "This is Thasselonian made, I should be able to read whatever's inside and find some sort of manual override!" In response the griffin banked through the rain and headed that way. Four ogres, clearly exhausted, were sitting where we wanted to land. that proved unfortunate for them. As we hopped off or were dropped off Jacardos climbed up behind Londis. The inquisitor's face tightened as he said, "I'm sorry, but I have to go. I have to try to warn Turtleback Ferry and save as many people as I can." With that the two of them zoomed off, leaving us standing in the rain looking at two pairs of large doors. Heading to the closest set, we pulled them open. Inside was a large chamber. i wanted to get a look at whatever controls we could find but my gaze was immediately drawn to the mangled ogres in tossed about the place, blood mixing with the inch or so of water on the floor. And even before my eyes adjusted my nose told me what the four massive shapes in here were. Trolls. And Londis and his flaming mace currently heading far away from us. Trolls. Dammit, weren't we done with these after the Fellnight? [I]I guess not,[/I] I though, as my hands came up to shape a spell. Our work never seems to be done. [/QUOTE]
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