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Message: <blockquote data-quote="jeffwik" data-source="post: 620006" data-attributes="member: 9739">Event Four: Trying to SleepAfter trudging through the Hellmouth on the way to Freetown, the party picked a random stretch of tunnel and bedded down for the night.  They split into three watches: Atarax and Kriggle, Krikara and Plikt, and Foleful and Mighty Steed (Kriggle’s giant lizard mount).  Each watch was to be four hours long, so all the spellcasters (that’s Kriggle, Atarax, and Foleful) will be refreshed.Alas, it was not to be, for no sooner did Krikara, Plikt, and Foleful bed down in a shallow alcove than Atarax heard voices.  Voices speaking in Giant.  Voices speculating about the grinding of goblin-bones to make bread.  Understandably concerned, he peered down the tunnel behind them, looking out to the limits of his 60’ darkvision.“Boarclopses!” he cried as they trundled into view, two ten-foot-tall green potbellied giant orc-monsters with but a single eye apiece.  They were nearly naked, clad only in filthy rags.  They bore massive spears and slightly smaller satchels, and they were definitely unfriendly.Kriggle mounted Mighty Steed and readied his puny lance, while Atarax shook Krikara and Plikt.  Foleful rolled over in his blanket.  Atarax then shouted a slew of nonsense at the boarclopses, but his attempt to confuse them was for naught (damn that chain shirt and its 10% spell failure chance and the chafing!).The battle was joined as Kriggle charged on Mighty Steed, slamming into one of the monsters.  It bellowed with pain and stabbed at Kriggle, who laughed off its foolish attempts to penetrate his mighty kobold plate armor.  Foleful finally woke up, as Krikara crept darkly up the tunnel walls, seeking a clear shot with her deadly little bow.  Plikt, too, fired a volley into the boarclopses, with little visible effect.To sum up, the party ground the boarclopses up like meat in a grinder, with Kriggle in front soaking up blows, and the rest of the group hanging back, pelting the monsters with spells and arrows.  One of the monsters was taken alive (stabilized at -9 or so) and Atarax demanded he be taken prisoner.  Atarax dreamed of charming him into fighting for the party.  The other boarclops was dismembered, and the party settled back into camp.Krikara searched the boarclops bodies, and found that in addition to filth, the prisoner had a sack full of shiny rocks.  She accepted responsibility for the shiny rocks (which included a few uncut gems) -- after Atarax charmed the prisoner, they could make a big deal out of how the other boarclops had robbed the prisoner, and the prisoner's new and dear friends were returning his shiny rock collection to him (minus a few unaccountably missing rocks, no doubt squandered by that other boarclops...).  She and Plikt then settled into watch, kicking the prisoner.Except a couple of hours later three more boarclops came charging down the corridor, looking angry.  Everyone was still awake, though Foleful was lying down with his eyes closed.  Again, the monsters were heard before they were seen, and Atarax identified their bellows.This time Foleful was conscious.  Quickly, the xvart summoner laid down a web in the direct path of the creatures, allowing the rest of the party time to ready their bows and weapons.  As the boarclops burst through the web, they ran directly into the glue Foleful had placed in front of it.  And then Foleful hit them with a stinking cloud.  Not happy, these boarclopses.  They bellowed in rage, for these were boarclopses with class levels, and broke through the glue, charging Kriggle and the water elemental dire wolf Foleful summoned. Aided again by missile fire and the encouraging, lilting tune Atarax sung (an epic about a goblinoid tribe’s slaughter of a purple worm, in which slaughter Atarax and Thar had participated) Kriggle and the summoned monster put the boarclopses down.Roughly nine hours later, the party stepped over the pieces of boarclops and continued on their way.  The boarclops prisoner, Guk, was not charmed by Atarax's honeyed tongue, and so the party killed it.  Krikara kept the rock collection.</blockquote>

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