CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Game (ToEE)

While you continue to slash and beat the troll's body into pieces, Aeron performs what little healing he can on Merrick. While the knight is no longer in danger of bleeding to death, he is still in poor condition, his flesh torn and caked with blood.





PC Status
Merrick 5/22
Shoon 16/18
Zirat 27/31
Jinx 15/15; mage armor (approx 2 hour 30 mins left) for AC17

 

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In short order you have a merry fire as the troll's body begins burning. The smell of seared giant flesh fills the chamber, and those of you unaccustomed to such things are hard-pressed to keep down your last meal.
 

Ciaran wrinkles his nose at the horrible stench of burning troll-flesh. "I tend to think that burning is a terrible way to die," Ciaran observes. "I can't imagine what sort of wretches this creature's ancestors were for the gods to require such a fate for him."
 


Shoon nods in agreement with Ciaran's comment. "Hm. We should move on before the stench carries too far, and more enemies arrive." he says, grimly.


(OOC: Do you want us to keep track of our own XP cause I'd be happy to let you do it.)
 
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You can keep track of your own XPs if you want...I will continue to update them in the rogue's gallery as you earn them, just for those that don't though. :D
 

From up on the ceiling, Jinx vomits at the stench of burnt flesh, raining down a pile of watery bile that splats on the stone floor about the corpse. Feeling quite green from both the stink and the height, Jinx blows his nose on a sleeve then scuttles down off the ceiling. "Never did get the password, did we? Drat it! Bauble, come!" Jinx holds open the lid of the cat's wicker riding basket as the white beast leaps inside.
 



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