Silverymoon Campaign - IC

Post 012304 - Battle on the Road, Rnd 3

Combat Initiative:
18 - Silestrea
17 – Dain
15 - Goblins
14 - Fizzi
14 – Aram
12 – Orcs
12 – Merchant Guard
11 – Ogre
10 – Knights in Silver
8 - Willow
7 – Tsoren

Silestrea moves up on the remaining goblin, emboldened by her success. Allowing the horse to move forward, Silestrea deftly reloads her crossbow and brings it to bear on the scurrying creature. Her bolt catches the cowering goblin in the shoulder spinning him around slightly. He drops his bow and clutches the wound.

Dain smiles triumphantly at the fallen goblin, buts sets his sights on the bigger prize. With an Ogre now pressuring his new companions he knows he must act. Axe in hand, the dwarf charges in on the ogre. Out of the corner of his eye, the large beast and swings its club at the rampaging dwarf. With some knowledge of these creatures, Dain easily anticipates the attack and gets within the reach of the beast, the club sailing over his head. With a sense of triumph, Dain excitedly brings the axe down on the ogres leg, but he is able to move it at the last minute, the axe hitting solid road and not fleshy ogre.

The Goblins, seeing the battle turn against them, all turn, dropping their weapons and head off into the foothills.

Fizzi, seeing the goblin break and run shouts after them, "There's more where that came from you nasty buggers!". Turning his attention back to the combat, he looks for an easy target. An orc and the ogre are the only remaining combatants and the are each locked in melee. Not wanting to risk a shot, Fizzi moves around the back of the combat, looking for an advantage.

Aram is the epitome of concentration as he moves in on the large ogre. A quick twist of the arms, he brings his open palm up in a strike to the ogres abdomen. His fist hits squarely in the chest of the beast causing him to expel a gasp of air. The ogre eyes seem to glass over for a moment, but he regains his concentration quickly.

The last orc stands confidently next to the ogre and fights on. Locked in battle with one of the merchant guards, the orc swings its mighty axe. The weight of the axe seems to fool the orc and his blade misses the guard.

With a wry smile the guard returns the attack on the orc. Driving his spear at the chest of the orc, the guard is disappointed when the orc blocks the thrust with his axe.

The ogre, now seemingly surrounded by assailants, eyes you with anger. Having battled the Knights in Silver, he sees this one as his most dire opponent. With a roar, he swings his club. The sound of crunching metal and bone blasts your ears as the mighty club connects on the Knight, just below the neck. The upper chest of the night is crushed inward as ribs, lungs and armor are crunched together. The Knight is spun in the air, away from the battle landing 10ft away. His arms are twisted behind his body in a manner they were not intended. Blood is flowing freely from his wounds. (Rolled a crit, be happy the dice gods did not call on you instead.)

Willow sees an opening in the Ogres defenses and moves in to attack. Ivory cannot make a path to the ogre and instead moves against the orc that is now in Willow’s flank. Bringing her long sword around in a sweeping arc, the blade cuts through the forearm of the Ogre, a nasty gash opens up. Ivory moves against the orc, but her bite misses the large creature.

Tsoren, seeing an exposed opening, tumbles into combat with the ogre. With dagger in hand, he drives the blade into the back of the creature. He feels the blade enter, but it catches on the hard spinal bone, preventing it from going deeper. Damage is done, but Tsoren feels that it could have been much worse.

What do you do?

Fizzlewikk Schlickenbahb - Halfling Rogue

After seeing the goblin archers turn and run, Fizzlewikk turns his concentration on the remaining combatants. His companions have the Ogre all but surrounded, and there he sees the Orc with his back turned to him sqauring off against the gaurd.

I best take down this Orc while everyone else is concentrating on the Ogre.. and it's best to stay out of that things reach! he thinks to himself. With Dart already in hand he has his mount move a bit closer and throws the dart with all his might, aiming for right between the Orc's shoulderblades.

OOC: (Fizzlewikk will move his mount to square O-1, and throw his Dart at the Orc in sqaure L-5. Fizzlewikk will then draw a Dagger to be ready for next round. Dart: Ranged (thrown within 30 ft) +7 ...(1d3+2, x2, P)

Aram, half-elf monk

Horrified at the fate of the knight, that was fighting next to him just moments ago, Aram is even more determined to finish this fight. Pressing his whole body forward he tries to hit the ogre with an elbow.

(attack with unarmed strike +3 [+1 Str, +2 flanking], damage 1d6+1)

Dain - dwarven ranger

Dain will press the attack against the ogre.

Tsoren Gildersham - Human Rog1

Tsoren calls to the area where the orc is ahead, "try to take a prisoner if possible!"

Tsoren will attack the ogre again with his dagger.

Willow, female wood elf druid

Willow spins around (stepping into a flanking position, if possible) and brings her blade down on the ugly ogre again, striking with full force, while Ivory (who is a male wolf, btw. ) tries to keep her back free.

Silestrea turns her mount towards the remaining orc, sets her crossbow in her lap and chants a short spell taught to her by her mother.

[ooc: move within 25ft of the orc and cast daze, will negates, 15% spell failure]

Post 012404 - The Battle on the Road, Rnd 4

Combat Initiative:
18 - Silestrea
17 – Dain
15 - Goblins
14 - Fizzi
14 – Aram
12 – Orcs
12 – Merchant Guard
11 – Ogre
10 – Knights in Silver
8 - Willow
7 – Tsoren

Silestrea moves in behind the combat and begins to tear ribbons from the Weave. The air shimmers round her hand as she connects with the source of all magic on Faerun. Concentrating on the orc in front of her, she directs the magic of the weave to daze the orc. The magic forms around the orc and the creature’s eyes seem to go blank. For the moment, it seems as if the orc is unaware of where he is.

Dain, angrily pulls his axe from the dirt of the road. A look of pure concentration overcomes the dwarf as he brings his axe blade down on the ogre. This time, aiming for the midsection, the axe comes in a downward arc. Luck is not with Dain as the blade catches the ogres belt and does no damage.

Fizzi continues to move around the back of the battle. Seeing the orc temporarily dazed, he retrieves a dart and launches it at the back of creature. Fizzi’s aim is true and the dart buries into the upper shoulder of the orc. The creature bellows in anger, turning slightly to see Fizzi.

Aram, sensing his immediate danger, presses the attack on the ogre, hoping to do what he can to end this battle quickly. The longer it lasts, the more deadly it gets. Aram follows up his previous attack with a spinning elbow to the jaw. Once again, the monks superior training pays off as his elbow connects solidly.

The orc seems a bit lost not quite sure what to do.

The merchant guard senses victory and his actions back up the thought as he drives his spear into the throat of the orc. It falls backward onto the muddy road.

The ogre, having been struck twice by Aram, no sees the monk as more of a problem. With a low roar he brings his club down in an attempt to end the threat of this pest. The attack is obvious to Aram and he easily side-steps the attack and the club pounds harmlessly on the road.

Willow spins to the left to get into flanking position on the ogre and she swings her blade at the ogre’s exposed shoulder. Her blade cuts through the hide of the ogre armor deep into the upper arm. Blood spurts from the wound and the ogre wavers on his feet. A grievous wound.

Tsoren pulls his dagger from the ogre’s back and looks to shout at the merchant guard, but he is already grinning, his spear in the dead orc’s throat. Tsoren, having almost free reign behind the orc, is covered a bit in the blood pouring from the wound Willow delivered. This time, he will not fail. Tsoren drives his dagger deep into the kidney of the ogre, the creature bellowing in pain and reaches back feebly to the wound. His hand never makes it to his back as he turns slightly and falls dead in a heap on the road at your feet.

With a quick look around you see other merchant guards trying to retrieve the horses and carts that are scattering off the road. Besides the carts that are near you, there are about 7 others scattering about. Merchants are moving about the horses and others still are running screaming from the battle. The field is littered with dead orcs, goblins, merchant guards and what you count as 5 Knights in Silver. The merchants that do look your way seem to have fear in their eyes. The barbarian elf spurs her horse over the rise behind you and has a look that is a mix between awe and horror on her face.

What do you do?

Dain - dwarven ranger

Dain takes a deep breath. "Good fighting comrades. I've never seen anyone fight like that." he say to Aram. "Impressive." Dain then trots back to his horse planning to help round up the stray animals of the caravan.

Willow, female wood elf druid

Willow looks around for anyone in dire need of her healing spells and will deliver them to save whoever she can. Thereafter, she will continue to tend the wounded with her mundane skills. Meanwhile, Ivory is standing guard.