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<blockquote data-quote="Rybaer" data-source="post: 184811" data-attributes="member: 118"><p>Session #12.7 – Of ogres and doors</p><p></p><p></p><p>They moved back to the T-intersection and watched down the hall, weapons ready. Amblin activated the Expeditious Retreat feature on his boots and zipped down to the end of the hallway to peek back around the corner. What he saw was an ogre half again the size of any other he'd ever seen charging his direction. The ogre was foaming at the mouth, snarling, and waving a massive greatsword about convincingly. Amblin also caught a glimpse of another ogre in the room at the end of the hall. The monk ducked back around the corner and waited for the ogre to come into view, planning to get a quick surprise hit in on him. The ogre, moving rather quickly Amblin noted, soon charged around the corner and Amblin kicked him hard in the waist. The monster glared down at the comparatively puny human and swung his sword hard. It missed by a mere fraction of an inch and took a good chunk of rock out of the wall. Realizing that a direct hit could have clove him in two, Amblin retreated back to the others. </p><p></p><p>As the monk led the ogre down the hall, Nigel lobbed arrows and the others used whatever ranged weapons they had at hand. Rurik set himself squarely in the middle of the hall, Sleet comfortably at the ready. Zalman unleashed a bolt of lightning and nearly hit Amblin - overlooking the fact that the monk was also in the line of the blast as he was so focused on the ogre (or so he claimed). The ogre took a mighty pounding before wading into their midst. </p><p></p><p>In the tight quarters of the hallway intersection, the fighting was fierce. Rurik slashed the brute with Sleet, a fine sprinkling of snowflakes trailing behind the axe and melting on the floor. The ogre, for all the abuse it took, only became more enraged. It laid into Nigel with its full weight behind the massive greatsword. Two deep cuts were made across the archer's chest and legs. Nigel didn't have time to draw his flaming longsword so he merely stepped back and fired arrows at point blank range, enduring another blow in the process that dropped him to his knees. Zalman unleashed magic missiles from his wand and Bommer jabbed his shortsword into the ogre's shoulder from his hiding spot near the ceiling. While the ogre's fury was palpable, he simply didn't have enough blood left in his body to keep fighting any longer. </p><p></p><p>"There's at least one more down there," Amblin said, already running back down the hallway. Everyone else was calling for him to wait up so as not to split up the group. The monk chose not to hear them very well. </p><p></p><p>Rurik hurried to Nigel's side and called upon Moradin to heal up his friend. In the meantime, Bommer and Zalman started down the hallway a bit slower than Amblin (who was already around the corner). When the sound of fighting ahead came to them, Zalman paused long enough to summon a celestial dire ape that he urged off ahead. </p><p></p><p>Amblin had rounded the corner and found a pair of ogres waiting. A young male ogre was brandishing a longsword. He looked much smarter and more calculating than the previous one - and about half the size as well. The other ogre was a female who hefted a greatclub with ease. </p><p></p><p>The monk brashly engaged the young male and hit him easily. The ogre retaliated with a nasty swipe from his sword, biting deeply into his side (crit). Amblin chose to keep fighting, kicking and hitting the large target several times. He noticed that while he was doing this, the female seemed to be casting a spell. Amblin really started to hope that his companions were close behind him. When her casting was complete, she stepped forward and touched Amblin with her bare hand. He felt magical energy course through him, but he was able to shrug off the effects of whatever she had tried to cast. Her attack, however, was enough of a distraction to allow the opportunistic male to sneak attack Amblin (and crit, again). The suprised monk looked down at the sword that was piercing his gut. "That's not good," he thought to himself as he struggled to maintain consciousness. </p><p></p><p>Zalman and Bommer hurried down the hall behind the dire ape. Nigel, once healed up, joined the pursuit with Rurik. By the time they rounded the turn in the hall, Amblin was already lying in a pool of his own blood. The dire ape had engaged the ogres in a furious battle near the far end of the hall. </p><p></p><p>Zalman and Nigel opened up with magic missiles and arrows while Rurik and Bommer sought to get position from which they could assist the ape. The male ogre fell quickly and the female, who tried to cast a couple defensive spells, dropped soon after. </p><p></p><p>All the bodies were looted (a small sprinkling of magic items on the three) and the remaining rooms on this end of the complex were examined. Most of the side rooms were unoccupied sleeping quarters. The sound that Amblin had heard earlier was the ocean. A narrow crack in the wall of one room exposed the side of the cliff about a hundred feet over the crashing waves. There appeared to be no more ogres, though judging by the number of sleeping quarters there was a good chance that not all of them had been present during the group's incursion. </p><p></p><p>Rurik found that Amblin, by virtue of some miracle, was not yet dead (last fate point). He healed him as best he could and then declared that he was running out of divine power for the day. Zalman still had quite a few spells in reserve, but agreed that without much healing magic left they should rest and recover. </p><p></p><p>Posting watches, they took up residence in the room with the crack overlooking the ocean. It had the freshest air of any room they'd found down in the ruins. They also felt that it was fairly defensible should any more ogres come to offer challenge. Zalman called Hooty over to the crack and pulled him through it on his staff. Amblin curled up with his dog and slept hard. Luck was with them and they were not interrupted during their rest.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Next session: Open the door already!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Rybaer, post: 184811, member: 118"] Session #12.7 – Of ogres and doors They moved back to the T-intersection and watched down the hall, weapons ready. Amblin activated the Expeditious Retreat feature on his boots and zipped down to the end of the hallway to peek back around the corner. What he saw was an ogre half again the size of any other he'd ever seen charging his direction. The ogre was foaming at the mouth, snarling, and waving a massive greatsword about convincingly. Amblin also caught a glimpse of another ogre in the room at the end of the hall. The monk ducked back around the corner and waited for the ogre to come into view, planning to get a quick surprise hit in on him. The ogre, moving rather quickly Amblin noted, soon charged around the corner and Amblin kicked him hard in the waist. The monster glared down at the comparatively puny human and swung his sword hard. It missed by a mere fraction of an inch and took a good chunk of rock out of the wall. Realizing that a direct hit could have clove him in two, Amblin retreated back to the others. As the monk led the ogre down the hall, Nigel lobbed arrows and the others used whatever ranged weapons they had at hand. Rurik set himself squarely in the middle of the hall, Sleet comfortably at the ready. Zalman unleashed a bolt of lightning and nearly hit Amblin - overlooking the fact that the monk was also in the line of the blast as he was so focused on the ogre (or so he claimed). The ogre took a mighty pounding before wading into their midst. In the tight quarters of the hallway intersection, the fighting was fierce. Rurik slashed the brute with Sleet, a fine sprinkling of snowflakes trailing behind the axe and melting on the floor. The ogre, for all the abuse it took, only became more enraged. It laid into Nigel with its full weight behind the massive greatsword. Two deep cuts were made across the archer's chest and legs. Nigel didn't have time to draw his flaming longsword so he merely stepped back and fired arrows at point blank range, enduring another blow in the process that dropped him to his knees. Zalman unleashed magic missiles from his wand and Bommer jabbed his shortsword into the ogre's shoulder from his hiding spot near the ceiling. While the ogre's fury was palpable, he simply didn't have enough blood left in his body to keep fighting any longer. "There's at least one more down there," Amblin said, already running back down the hallway. Everyone else was calling for him to wait up so as not to split up the group. The monk chose not to hear them very well. Rurik hurried to Nigel's side and called upon Moradin to heal up his friend. In the meantime, Bommer and Zalman started down the hallway a bit slower than Amblin (who was already around the corner). When the sound of fighting ahead came to them, Zalman paused long enough to summon a celestial dire ape that he urged off ahead. Amblin had rounded the corner and found a pair of ogres waiting. A young male ogre was brandishing a longsword. He looked much smarter and more calculating than the previous one - and about half the size as well. The other ogre was a female who hefted a greatclub with ease. The monk brashly engaged the young male and hit him easily. The ogre retaliated with a nasty swipe from his sword, biting deeply into his side (crit). Amblin chose to keep fighting, kicking and hitting the large target several times. He noticed that while he was doing this, the female seemed to be casting a spell. Amblin really started to hope that his companions were close behind him. When her casting was complete, she stepped forward and touched Amblin with her bare hand. He felt magical energy course through him, but he was able to shrug off the effects of whatever she had tried to cast. Her attack, however, was enough of a distraction to allow the opportunistic male to sneak attack Amblin (and crit, again). The suprised monk looked down at the sword that was piercing his gut. "That's not good," he thought to himself as he struggled to maintain consciousness. Zalman and Bommer hurried down the hall behind the dire ape. Nigel, once healed up, joined the pursuit with Rurik. By the time they rounded the turn in the hall, Amblin was already lying in a pool of his own blood. The dire ape had engaged the ogres in a furious battle near the far end of the hall. Zalman and Nigel opened up with magic missiles and arrows while Rurik and Bommer sought to get position from which they could assist the ape. The male ogre fell quickly and the female, who tried to cast a couple defensive spells, dropped soon after. All the bodies were looted (a small sprinkling of magic items on the three) and the remaining rooms on this end of the complex were examined. Most of the side rooms were unoccupied sleeping quarters. The sound that Amblin had heard earlier was the ocean. A narrow crack in the wall of one room exposed the side of the cliff about a hundred feet over the crashing waves. There appeared to be no more ogres, though judging by the number of sleeping quarters there was a good chance that not all of them had been present during the group's incursion. Rurik found that Amblin, by virtue of some miracle, was not yet dead (last fate point). He healed him as best he could and then declared that he was running out of divine power for the day. Zalman still had quite a few spells in reserve, but agreed that without much healing magic left they should rest and recover. Posting watches, they took up residence in the room with the crack overlooking the ocean. It had the freshest air of any room they'd found down in the ruins. They also felt that it was fairly defensible should any more ogres come to offer challenge. Zalman called Hooty over to the crack and pulled him through it on his staff. Amblin curled up with his dog and slept hard. Luck was with them and they were not interrupted during their rest. Next session: Open the door already! [/QUOTE]
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