Jonas ease a little closer and lets fly with another arrow, but his aim is off. Bruno stands resolutely as ordered and watches for trouble from the rear.
With most of the fighting still up ahead, Thea knew she had to help out where she could. She took another few steps forward and snapped out a few words of Sylvanoptera, punctuating the incantation with a swirling gesture. A vivid cone of clashing colors springs forth from her hand and splashes over the Ogre. The weapon drops from his hand to the floor and a blank look comes over his face. (His AC is now 12)
Shaking off the effects of the blow (or perhaps just shaking), Darius makes another sword attack. He fails to hit the Ogre. Who leers at him.
"Come back when you've learned to use that toy pipsqueak!"
Raul feels confident about his entrance into battle with an Ogre, but he is still nervous about battling such a large opponent. Raul's attempt at a flurry of blows against his opponent is unsuccessful. The Ogre breaks into a deep booming laugh now.
"Your little friend doesn't even have a toy to fight with."
The Giant
hurls (1d20+11=25) another boulder which
smashs (2d8+12=20) into the only foe attacking him. Bruno lets out a yelp of sympathy for his master as Jonas takes the hit.
From the concealment of his invisibility spell Moru sets to work on a summoning. He is struggling to be quiet enough not to be heard across the work, yet loud enough to be heard on another plane of existence.
Rahvin very nearly plows into the invisible Moru as he works his way into position for an attack on the giant.
Alarion closes with the ogre, shouting
"An you do not surrender, may Morwyn have mercy on you, foul beast!" He swings savagely at the monster cutting a deep wound on the ogre's thigh. The stunned creature hardly seems to notice. He stares ahead not even looking toward the knight.
The Ogre
bashes (1d20+8=9) at Darius and very nearly smashes his own toe as the massive club strikes the ground next to his foot. The Ogre roars in rage while the giant laughs even harder.
Soulfetter's axe slashes out a little too far right, but the Ogres sudden shift to avoid his own foot puts him just at the edge of the Axe's path. A tiny red line opens on the Ogre's arm from the axe's passing. (one point to the ogre) The giant is laughing so hard he clutches at his side before scooping up another boulder from his pile.
OOC: Actions for the next round please! Note that I should have a chance to update on Monday if everyone checks in by then. After that it may be Friday, before I get another chance. Leif may be available to keep things moving if you all can post. Happy Holidays all!
OOC: Ogre 2
Will Save (1d20+1=9)