Feint Whispers Chapter #6: A Modest Proposal

[Krug]

Bhartus casts Bull Strength's on Jericho. After that he will ready his crossbow to fire at the Ogres.

 

[jasamcarl]

As Whitney pulls out the scroll, the aware Ogre grunts something to its companion and rushes up the hill, but its hide armor and the steepness of the slope has a noticable effect on its speed, the beast struggling over the first 15ft of the thinly grassed ground.

Initiative: Whitney, Ogres(2), Kyrie, Jericho, Tarowyn, Norri, Bhartus. One ogre is 105ft down the slope, the other 120ft.

The party stands at the top of th hill in the following formation:

T(kneeling)
J
W K
B N

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho grins, and waits for Whitney to cast her spell, before he ushers Saladin down the hill towards the ogres bellowing a fierce D'orite battlecry, waving his bastard sword, and bringing his shield to bear!

OOC: Hold Action till after Whitney casts her spell, and then charging towards the closest ogre to do some damage!

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney finishes reading the scroll and releases the spell as the scroll burns away into nothingness, casting the glowing threads of power towards the Orges.


(down to one Web scroll )

 

[Festy_Dog]

Norri moves forward a little and fires his crossbow past Jericho to the closest oncoming ogre.

 

[jasamcarl]

The creatures are only partially entangled in the magical strands, further slowing their movement. The ogre which spotted the party is just able to struggle free of the webbing, moving up and forward another 5ft. The other stubbornly attempts to thrash through the mass of magical strands towards its companion, inching forward 10ft.

Kyrie begins to sing a song about mice and wolves.

Each of you feel your courage and strength rising. [+1 on attack and damage roles]

Jericho charges the ascending ogre, the clop of Saladin's feet on the rocks and dirt echoing through the midday calm, the Sun's light glinting off of the D'orites black armor. When the warrior is within 10ft of the ogre, the creature suddenly brings its large club sideways towards Jericho's chest with its incredible reach, an unhealthy *crunch* arising from beneath the chainmail. Jericho, Kyrie's music echoing through his ear, closes with the monster and responds with a slash to the arm holding the club, a bloody dripping scar formed out of the yellow-brown skin.

Jericho takes 20.

Tarowyn is up. The ascending ogre is now 20ft up the hill, just outside the radius of Whitney's web. The other is 10ft up the hill (110ft from the party), near the center of the web.

 

[Krug]

"Dang it.. the silly Dorite!" says Bhartus, as he makes his way to Jaricho to cast a Cure Moderate Wounds spell.

 

[Mirth]

If Tarowyn can get a clear shot at the ogre on Jericho, he fire two arrows at him, otherwise he'll shoot at the webbed ogre farther down the slope.

 

[jasamcarl]

Tarowyn and Norri fire off their projectiles. The large size of the ogre attacking Jericho give the two the path neccessary to lay three shafts into the creature's shoulder as Norri's bolt just barely misses its head.

Bhartus rushes down the hill side toward's Saladin's rear. The miraculous ability of the dwarf to keep his balance on the steep slope must be Moradin's work.

Whitney is up.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney moves with a smooth florish and a few words of power that allow her to sling a handful of mystic missiles at Orge that Jericho has engaged.


OOC: Magic Missle on the wounded Orge.