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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 2724334" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>Finrod comes unglued</strong></p><p></p><p>"This tunnel slopes upwards, at a pretty decent incline." Omar alerts the party</p><p></p><p>"I was perplexed at why my legs muscles were having to work harder, I assumed it was because we were treading through a molasses dump." Lothred replies</p><p></p><p>"If you don't want my services, I'll go back and tend to my patients." Omar huffs</p><p></p><p>"I don't want you services." Lothred answers plainly</p><p></p><p>"No, dorf stay, since lawn ornament not here." Korg interjects into the argument.</p><p></p><p>"Hah! Looks my services are wanted after all pointy." Omar says to Lothred</p><p></p><p>"Yeah, as a thrown weapon. Make sure you tuck in tight when your being hurled through the air." Lothred replies</p><p></p><p>The party follows the tightly winding passageway, after about eighty feet, Korg comes to an abrupt halt. Finrod Omar and Lothred all tumble to the ground after walking into the giant's backside. Gronar takes a dozen more steps before realizing something's wrong.</p><p></p><p>"What matter with Korg?" Gronar asks</p><p></p><p>"Korg not feel right, something in tunnel not feel right." Korg answers</p><p></p><p>"Idiot, my face in your butt doesn't feel right either. Contemplate your meager role in the multiverse on someone else's time." Lothred tells </p><p></p><p>"I feel it too. Like something weighing heavy on your faith." Omar concurs with Korg</p><p></p><p>"Bah! Losers, I have no faith with which to hold me back. On the planes, all you have is your word and your power, and faith in either will get you dead." Lothred states.</p><p></p><p>"My faith is all that stands between death's cold embrace and your life." Omar retorts</p><p></p><p>Lothred eyes up the dwarf, "I'll take my chances thank you." </p><p></p><p>"Hush, or Korg will nurture faith in Elfy with own hands!" Korg shouts</p><p></p><p>Gronar turns to peer back up the passage and spies a low rolling fog drifting down the tunnel.</p><p></p><p>"Attack!" Gronar shouts and begins pummeling the ground beneath him with vicious sword strokes.</p><p></p><p>The rest of the party puts aside their bickering and rushes up to defend Gronar. </p><p></p><p>"Where thing that attack Gronar?" Korg questions</p><p></p><p>"Look!" Gronar shouts as he points to the floor </p><p></p><p>"It's just condensing water vapor, what are you afraid of?" Finrod asks</p><p></p><p>Luciann shivers, "Getting a little cold in this tunnel." </p><p></p><p>"Wuss. Suck it up people, of all the liberators to get freed by, I had to end up with these guys." Lothred says, his voice trailing off to a whispers as he finishes his words.</p><p></p><p>Gronar plows forward and makes one more turn before the passageway straightens out into a forty foot hallway ending in a open room, from which emanates the low fog.</p><p></p><p>"Enemies that way!" Gronar points and charges into the room. "Whoa."</p><p></p><p>Upon hearing the giant's last word the rest of the party follows, spurred on by the thought of immense treasures. They reach the open door and immediately see Gronar engaged in battle with the largest ogre anyone in the party has ever seen. The creature wields a huge metal mallet that causes the ground floor of the room to shatter like glass when it hits the ground.</p><p></p><p>Near the back of the room laughs a huge troll, waves of fat and girth roll like the waves on a sea from it's chin to the floor as the beast cackles at the party.</p><p></p><p>"Come to play with me have you? You don't look the part, only the bleeding have any place in my realm." The fat thing gurgles at the party.</p><p></p><p>Korg steps in and begins his prayer for <em>enlarge</em> , intending to make Gronar the biggest thing in the room.</p><p></p><p>"Your pathetic god is weak, Umtala trembles at the mere whisper of my master's name. You will fall begging for my forgiveness before I sever your head from your body." The words shout through Korg's mind, but the hill giant brushes them aside and manages to complete the spell.</p><p></p><p>Omar moves over to cast <em>enlarge</em> on Finrod.</p><p></p><p>"Little man comes to play with the big boys. I think you'll find the sandbox not to your liking. In fact I plan on burying you within it. Kneel before Vaprak!" The words shatter Omar's concentration and the spell is lost.</p><p></p><p>Ha, ha, ha..... the grotesque thing laughs aloud at Omar's failure.</p><p></p><p>Not wanting to wait any longer, Finrod charges the ogre and slices through it's upper left leg, chipping bone as it exits the wound. The ogre rears in pain and swings wildly at the elf. Gronar takes advantage of the off balanced ogre and nearly decapitates it on his first swing, his second swing finishes the job. </p><p></p><p>Gronar moves in-between the party and the troll, now huge sized, he takes his spear out and jabs at the thing from thirty feet away. His jabs appear ineffectual as the thing shifts it's body mass to the site of Gronar's strike, forcing the spear to penetrate only fat.</p><p></p><p>The spear causes some of the lard of the beast to spill out on onto the floor in front of the troll, the grounds sizzles and the fat melts away into the form of hundreds of tiny spiders. </p><p></p><p>Luciann launches a round of <em>magic missiles</em> into the troll, only to have each spot where a missile strikes, to spew forth more spiders. Lothred flings a corrupt <em>acid burst</em> at the spiders, it's caustic liquid destroys two of the swarms and it's splash causes the troll's skin to bubble and blister.</p><p></p><p>Finrod closes with the beast and readies a swing, the troll reaches out with it's clawed arm and slaps the weapon aside. Finrod spins around ready for another swipe when movement catches the corner of his eye. Focusing on it, he sees that his sword has been transformed into a writhing snake. Finrod drops the weapon and backs away from it, crouching low trying not to be seen by the snake.</p><p></p><p>The rest of the party sees Finrod drop his sword and sink away from it as if afraid of it. </p><p></p><p>"Pick up sword Elfy and fight!" Gronar shouts</p><p></p><p>"It's a snake." Finrod answers</p><p></p><p>"Really? Elfy have cool magic weapon. Pick up snake and fight with it." Gronar tells him.</p><p></p><p>The spiders lurch forward, skittering up Gronar's leg and biting him all along the way. The giant hurriedly backs off and motions for the party to retreat. </p><p></p><p>The troll lifts itself up on massive stumpy legs and waddles forward. It turns toward a cowering Finrod and lashes out with it's claws. One claw scrapes across the back of Finrod, almost tearing his armor off in the process. </p><p></p><p>Finrod's world goes spinning and he soon finds his vision to be as if he was inside his breastplate looking out along the floor.</p><p></p><p>Lothred sends a corrupt <em>acid bolt</em> into the creature, burning it's flesh and causing more spiders to erupt from it's flesh. Korg begins to pray for a <em>searing light</em> spell.</p><p></p><p>"You continued faith in an abandoned god only serve to signify your useless life as mere sheep, I taste your fear on the wind and I know your trembling voice from afar. Feel my wrath sear your soul to nothingness!" Korg heard the words but waived off the intent and completed the spell easily.</p><p></p><p>"Ugh?" The creature's garbled response to Korg's strong will was the last thing it ever said, as the searing light spell ripped through the bulbous creature as fat, flesh, bone, and sinew were burned away from the inside out.</p><p></p><p>It's creator dead, the spider swarms melted away like hot butter. </p><p></p><p>Finrod crawled out from inside his armor.</p><p></p><p>"Fat troll left baby!" Gronar shouts as the party turns and sees a greenish-tinged pink ooze spill out of Finrod's armor. </p><p></p><p>Gronar rushes to pound the thing into the floor. Finrod watches as the hill giant leaps to his side and raises his sword to strike him. Finrod screams "No!" but no words are issued from his mouth. He tries again as fear well up inside as Gronar's blade slices the air and parts the ooze.</p><p></p><p>Gronar watches as the ooze reforms around the sword's path after he retracts it from the ground beneath the ooze. Then a knob forms on it's top side, it grows to form the shape of Finrod's head. Gronar sneers at the thing and winds up for another attack.</p><p></p><p>"No!!!" Finrod's words shout from the ooze's newly formed head. </p><p></p><p>Gronar halts his swing and bends down to look at the ooze. Finrod turns his "head" to look into the eyes of Gronar.</p><p></p><p>"What.... doing.... help... off ground." Finrod's words come out as if he were under water.</p><p></p><p>Luciann launches a <em>magic missile</em> into the puddle of flesh, to no effect.</p><p></p><p>"Wait, I think this is Finrod. Turned into this fleshy pudding by the troll creature." Omar</p><p></p><p>"Your fantasies would be better received if they were ground in a firmer reality. It's obvious to me that the thing reproduces by assimilation, sooner or later there's going to be another one of those things in here." Lothred says pointing at the troll's body.</p><p></p><p>"How do we kill it?" Luciann asks</p><p></p><p>"Probably like green slime. A good <em>heal</em> spell should do the trick." Lothred answers</p><p></p><p>"Ah, so now you need me, not so quick to turn from the faith are ya?" Omar snipes </p><p></p><p>"I don't need you at all, Korg will do just fine." Lothred says ignoring the dwarf.</p><p></p><p>"Hmm, Korg not have heal prayer until morning. We wait." Korg replies.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 2724334, member: 11574"] [b]Finrod comes unglued[/b] "This tunnel slopes upwards, at a pretty decent incline." Omar alerts the party "I was perplexed at why my legs muscles were having to work harder, I assumed it was because we were treading through a molasses dump." Lothred replies "If you don't want my services, I'll go back and tend to my patients." Omar huffs "I don't want you services." Lothred answers plainly "No, dorf stay, since lawn ornament not here." Korg interjects into the argument. "Hah! Looks my services are wanted after all pointy." Omar says to Lothred "Yeah, as a thrown weapon. Make sure you tuck in tight when your being hurled through the air." Lothred replies The party follows the tightly winding passageway, after about eighty feet, Korg comes to an abrupt halt. Finrod Omar and Lothred all tumble to the ground after walking into the giant's backside. Gronar takes a dozen more steps before realizing something's wrong. "What matter with Korg?" Gronar asks "Korg not feel right, something in tunnel not feel right." Korg answers "Idiot, my face in your butt doesn't feel right either. Contemplate your meager role in the multiverse on someone else's time." Lothred tells "I feel it too. Like something weighing heavy on your faith." Omar concurs with Korg "Bah! Losers, I have no faith with which to hold me back. On the planes, all you have is your word and your power, and faith in either will get you dead." Lothred states. "My faith is all that stands between death's cold embrace and your life." Omar retorts Lothred eyes up the dwarf, "I'll take my chances thank you." "Hush, or Korg will nurture faith in Elfy with own hands!" Korg shouts Gronar turns to peer back up the passage and spies a low rolling fog drifting down the tunnel. "Attack!" Gronar shouts and begins pummeling the ground beneath him with vicious sword strokes. The rest of the party puts aside their bickering and rushes up to defend Gronar. "Where thing that attack Gronar?" Korg questions "Look!" Gronar shouts as he points to the floor "It's just condensing water vapor, what are you afraid of?" Finrod asks Luciann shivers, "Getting a little cold in this tunnel." "Wuss. Suck it up people, of all the liberators to get freed by, I had to end up with these guys." Lothred says, his voice trailing off to a whispers as he finishes his words. Gronar plows forward and makes one more turn before the passageway straightens out into a forty foot hallway ending in a open room, from which emanates the low fog. "Enemies that way!" Gronar points and charges into the room. "Whoa." Upon hearing the giant's last word the rest of the party follows, spurred on by the thought of immense treasures. They reach the open door and immediately see Gronar engaged in battle with the largest ogre anyone in the party has ever seen. The creature wields a huge metal mallet that causes the ground floor of the room to shatter like glass when it hits the ground. Near the back of the room laughs a huge troll, waves of fat and girth roll like the waves on a sea from it's chin to the floor as the beast cackles at the party. "Come to play with me have you? You don't look the part, only the bleeding have any place in my realm." The fat thing gurgles at the party. Korg steps in and begins his prayer for [I]enlarge[/I] , intending to make Gronar the biggest thing in the room. "Your pathetic god is weak, Umtala trembles at the mere whisper of my master's name. You will fall begging for my forgiveness before I sever your head from your body." The words shout through Korg's mind, but the hill giant brushes them aside and manages to complete the spell. Omar moves over to cast [I]enlarge[/I] on Finrod. "Little man comes to play with the big boys. I think you'll find the sandbox not to your liking. In fact I plan on burying you within it. Kneel before Vaprak!" The words shatter Omar's concentration and the spell is lost. Ha, ha, ha..... the grotesque thing laughs aloud at Omar's failure. Not wanting to wait any longer, Finrod charges the ogre and slices through it's upper left leg, chipping bone as it exits the wound. The ogre rears in pain and swings wildly at the elf. Gronar takes advantage of the off balanced ogre and nearly decapitates it on his first swing, his second swing finishes the job. Gronar moves in-between the party and the troll, now huge sized, he takes his spear out and jabs at the thing from thirty feet away. His jabs appear ineffectual as the thing shifts it's body mass to the site of Gronar's strike, forcing the spear to penetrate only fat. The spear causes some of the lard of the beast to spill out on onto the floor in front of the troll, the grounds sizzles and the fat melts away into the form of hundreds of tiny spiders. Luciann launches a round of [I]magic missiles[/I] into the troll, only to have each spot where a missile strikes, to spew forth more spiders. Lothred flings a corrupt [I]acid burst[/I] at the spiders, it's caustic liquid destroys two of the swarms and it's splash causes the troll's skin to bubble and blister. Finrod closes with the beast and readies a swing, the troll reaches out with it's clawed arm and slaps the weapon aside. Finrod spins around ready for another swipe when movement catches the corner of his eye. Focusing on it, he sees that his sword has been transformed into a writhing snake. Finrod drops the weapon and backs away from it, crouching low trying not to be seen by the snake. The rest of the party sees Finrod drop his sword and sink away from it as if afraid of it. "Pick up sword Elfy and fight!" Gronar shouts "It's a snake." Finrod answers "Really? Elfy have cool magic weapon. Pick up snake and fight with it." Gronar tells him. The spiders lurch forward, skittering up Gronar's leg and biting him all along the way. The giant hurriedly backs off and motions for the party to retreat. The troll lifts itself up on massive stumpy legs and waddles forward. It turns toward a cowering Finrod and lashes out with it's claws. One claw scrapes across the back of Finrod, almost tearing his armor off in the process. Finrod's world goes spinning and he soon finds his vision to be as if he was inside his breastplate looking out along the floor. Lothred sends a corrupt [I]acid bolt[/I] into the creature, burning it's flesh and causing more spiders to erupt from it's flesh. Korg begins to pray for a [I]searing light[/I] spell. "You continued faith in an abandoned god only serve to signify your useless life as mere sheep, I taste your fear on the wind and I know your trembling voice from afar. Feel my wrath sear your soul to nothingness!" Korg heard the words but waived off the intent and completed the spell easily. "Ugh?" The creature's garbled response to Korg's strong will was the last thing it ever said, as the searing light spell ripped through the bulbous creature as fat, flesh, bone, and sinew were burned away from the inside out. It's creator dead, the spider swarms melted away like hot butter. Finrod crawled out from inside his armor. "Fat troll left baby!" Gronar shouts as the party turns and sees a greenish-tinged pink ooze spill out of Finrod's armor. Gronar rushes to pound the thing into the floor. Finrod watches as the hill giant leaps to his side and raises his sword to strike him. Finrod screams "No!" but no words are issued from his mouth. He tries again as fear well up inside as Gronar's blade slices the air and parts the ooze. Gronar watches as the ooze reforms around the sword's path after he retracts it from the ground beneath the ooze. Then a knob forms on it's top side, it grows to form the shape of Finrod's head. Gronar sneers at the thing and winds up for another attack. "No!!!" Finrod's words shout from the ooze's newly formed head. Gronar halts his swing and bends down to look at the ooze. Finrod turns his "head" to look into the eyes of Gronar. "What.... doing.... help... off ground." Finrod's words come out as if he were under water. Luciann launches a [I]magic missile[/I] into the puddle of flesh, to no effect. "Wait, I think this is Finrod. Turned into this fleshy pudding by the troll creature." Omar "Your fantasies would be better received if they were ground in a firmer reality. It's obvious to me that the thing reproduces by assimilation, sooner or later there's going to be another one of those things in here." Lothred says pointing at the troll's body. "How do we kill it?" Luciann asks "Probably like green slime. A good [I]heal[/I] spell should do the trick." Lothred answers "Ah, so now you need me, not so quick to turn from the faith are ya?" Omar snipes "I don't need you at all, Korg will do just fine." Lothred says ignoring the dwarf. "Hmm, Korg not have heal prayer until morning. We wait." Korg replies. [/QUOTE]
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