GREYHAWK CY963 GOLDEN ERA CAMPAIGN: HEROES OF DYVERS: CHAPTER 4

Sylvar B. said:

If we are going to do this we should do it already. If we are discovered here it will go poorly for us. Allow me an attempt to fascinate them with a song. If all goes well I may be able to suggest that they return to camp and leave us be. At the very least I may be able to give us opportunity to catch them off guard.

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Lathir looks at Sylvar.
"Prepare your song my friend, I am ready for this. I will prepare the sky for the lightning show. You should play from as far back here as you can be effective. Everyone else should back up some as well. I am hoping Sylvar can force them to come to us.

Since I am in disguise, I do not care if they see me first. I will be bait if it comes to it."

Sylvar readies his Lute given his level he can only fascinate three creatures. He will attempt to fascinate the ones who appear to be in charge, given what he knows about Hill Giants, Trolls and Orcs. Sylvar steps out into the open and begins playing a complex tune on his lute as he makes his way across the canyon bottom.

Where will you go to find a maiden fair
Down to the river
Down to the river
Where will you go to find the freshest drink
Down to the river
Down to the river
Where will you go to find a mother's care
Down to the river
Down to the river

The river
The river
The sweetest rest you'll find there
The maiden fair, if you're quick you'll get a kiss
The sweetest drink, if you're wise you'll thirst no more
A mother's care, if you're lucky she'll treat you well
At the river
At the river
At the river

Surprise, DUDES!



As Sylvar steps out into the open, the group notices him, and a murmur of surprise and confusion sweeps through them; they clearly did not expect to see this.

Their leader, the largest of the two Hill Giants, cocks his head to the left, as the intoxicating music takes hold of his mind. His arms go limp, and he drops his massive Greatclub to the ground, as he stands there, listening, totally enraptured. The other Hill Giant and one of the Trolls both try to say something, but he shushes them, muttering something in the Giant tongue.

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"Be quiet, you knuckleheads, I wanna hear this!"
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The red Orcs look at each other, shrugging in confusion, as they notice two of their own kind (Thallok, and Lathir who is disguised) among Sylvar's group. The Ogres ask the Orcs something, and the other Troll silently scratches his head in wonderment.

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"What in the Nine Hells is all of this happy, horse-sh*t? Who are those two guys? And what are they doing with those Demis?"
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EVERYONE: We are about to start round two; as of yet, none of your opponents have initiated combat. What do you do?

Sylvar suggests (in Orcish) to the Hill Giant...everyone else will enjoy my music more if they gather closer together...it's such a fine song...no one should miss it.

Consider this a backlog to the story line.

Sylvar looks intently in Tam's eyes. If you betray us or leave us to be slaughtered by these foul beasts I will get my vengeance, whether in this life or the next...Odin the All Father is my witness...there will be no rest for you. S

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Tam-Tam, eyes wide with shock (and a little bit of terror), tries to splutter a response, then shakes his head as he looks to the ground. He begins quietly, but his voice gets stronger, even in his careful whisper:

"Sylvar, I owe you, Respen, Dewydd and all the rest a great debt. Though I may have a disreputable occupation, by some people's viewpoint, and hold no truck to specific laws, I still have a personal code from my business days that will not, cannot, allow me to betray those who have taken me in as a compatriot and partner in this endeavor."

He then stares boldly and firmly into Sylvar's eyes. "I do not expect you to trust my honor as a rogue and vagabond adventure; but, upon my family's name, as a halfling of some credibility, I swear that I would not betray any of you of my own free will."

He then pulls his bow out, and adds:

"I actually like Lathir's plan better. I can shoot using the bend of rock and earth as a cover. I can harry the Hill Giants in hopes of making their attempts less effective. Kind of like a constantly stinging mosquito, or a swarm of stirges."

Tam-Tam then politely waits for a response and for what the others, who he considers as the leaders of this party, decide.

Lathir/Orc shaman walks across to the opposite side of the ravine. He turns as if listening intently to the bard's song. He is really gauging spacing. He delays in releasing a bolt since he can perform other actions without losing the call lightning.

If the enemy does indeed close together more, he will cast flame strike, feeling no remorse for the surprise attack. If the duped party splits off, he will move toward those uneffected, allowing the charmed ones to pass him by. He will shakes his head, as if at their stupidity, and continue through the enemy party. When on the other side he will loose his first bolt at a remaining troll or orc if no remaining troll.

Vale Buffs The Party

~ I have a bad feeling about this...~

Getting as close to the enemy as possible without coming out where Thallok and Lathir are, Vale whispers his prayer to the Dwarven pantheon, particularly to Clangeddin Silverbeard, to grant favor to Vale's allies and against the Giants, Trolls, and Orcs.

"Hear my prayers! Honor these honorable souls, even Thallok, as we smite these Giants and their company. Good bests Evil!"

Thallok:
Thallok says "While I could have disguised you as my prisoner, I think Lathir's idea is the better. I will stand back a bit and wait for the lightning show."

Kleborn:
Kleborn thinking about all options says "I think this is the best course of action, I am not sure I like going headfirst into a group of giants, orcs, and ogres. If this does not work we must be prepared for a battle." As he says this he steps back with Thallok, he draws his sword.

And so, it begins... AGAIN.

Lathir said:

Lathir/Orc shaman walks across to the opposite side of the ravine.

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At the end of this round, after the monsters shuffle around, Lathir takes his delayed action.

Lathir said:

If the enemy does indeed close together more, he will cast flame strike, feeling no remorse for the surprise attack.

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As the monsters finish shuffling, a column of fire slams down from the heavens, laying waste to the rear half of the war party!



The positions marked above are the ending positions for all characters and NPCs at the end of round two.