FitzTheRuke
Legend
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D&D 5E (IC) Rise of the Dracolich
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Ancalagon
Dusty Dragon
Kalorn found himself, once again, far from any foe. This fight was a disaster, although he was glad to see that Alhana had shaken off her dragon fear or whatever, and that Sesto was back up. Perhaps there was still a chance?
Out of the gloom, Lorenn appeared. "grab a lift grandpa!" Kalorn snarled but grabbed on to the flying contraption anyway, which groaned and lurched under his weight. Lorenn dropped him off near a skragg and veered off. Kalorn grumbled, seeing himself facing the Skrag alone. "Thanks for the help" he muttered sarcastically. "Anytime! You said to spread out!" shot back Lorenn, as a burning ball of flame hurled forward and hit the scragg
Lorenn: Action: Give a lift to Kalorn
Bonus action: Flaming sphere onto T41 Scragg (save DC is 14)
flaming sphere damage: 2D6 = [6, 6] = 12
Kalorn lifted his blade - time to test this giant slayer out...
attacks vs scragg: 1D20+8 = [2]+8 = 10
1D20+8 = [11]+8 = 19
(I'm pretty sure the first attack missed but I'll roll damage anyway
first and second attack dmg vs scragg, bonus damage due to giant slayer: 4D6+5 = [6, 4, 2, 4]+5 = 21
4D6+5 = [5, 5, 4, 1]+5 = 20
(because of fighting style, reroll 1 and 2s)
d6 rerolls: 1D6 = [4] = 4
1D6 = [4] = 4
Final damage: Attack 1: 23; Attack 2: 23
Kalorn broke in a thin smile -the sword worked!
Out of the gloom, Lorenn appeared. "grab a lift grandpa!" Kalorn snarled but grabbed on to the flying contraption anyway, which groaned and lurched under his weight. Lorenn dropped him off near a skragg and veered off. Kalorn grumbled, seeing himself facing the Skrag alone. "Thanks for the help" he muttered sarcastically. "Anytime! You said to spread out!" shot back Lorenn, as a burning ball of flame hurled forward and hit the scragg
Lorenn: Action: Give a lift to Kalorn
Bonus action: Flaming sphere onto T41 Scragg (save DC is 14)
flaming sphere damage: 2D6 = [6, 6] = 12
Kalorn lifted his blade - time to test this giant slayer out...
attacks vs scragg: 1D20+8 = [2]+8 = 10
1D20+8 = [11]+8 = 19
(I'm pretty sure the first attack missed but I'll roll damage anyway
first and second attack dmg vs scragg, bonus damage due to giant slayer: 4D6+5 = [6, 4, 2, 4]+5 = 21
4D6+5 = [5, 5, 4, 1]+5 = 20
(because of fighting style, reroll 1 and 2s)
d6 rerolls: 1D6 = [4] = 4
1D6 = [4] = 4
Final damage: Attack 1: 23; Attack 2: 23
Kalorn broke in a thin smile -the sword worked!
Kalorn of Mulmaster, the cursed sell-sword (Fighter(eldrich knight) 3/Warlock(hexblade) 5; alt-human, soldier)
HP: 63/63, Hit dice: 3/3 fighter, 4/5 warlock
Temp HP: 15/15 (ARMOR OF AGATHY
AC: 16 Temp AC:
Passive Perception 15
Saves: Str: +5, Dex: -1, Con: +5, 2Int: +0 , Wis: +2, Cha: +4
Warlock slots remaining = 0/2. EK slots remaining = 2/2
Action surge = 0/1. Second wind = 1/1, hexblade curse = 1/1
Potions of healing remaining: 6
HP: 63/63, Hit dice: 3/3 fighter, 4/5 warlock
Temp HP: 15/15 (ARMOR OF AGATHY
AC: 16 Temp AC:
Passive Perception 15
Saves: Str: +5, Dex: -1, Con: +5, 2Int: +0 , Wis: +2, Cha: +4
Warlock slots remaining = 0/2. EK slots remaining = 2/2
Action surge = 0/1. Second wind = 1/1, hexblade curse = 1/1
Potions of healing remaining: 6
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Western Lair
Having torched the drowned troll, Loklafd moved toward the ice-shelf to climb down to where he could see Sesto's light and more undead trolls moving through the mists. Oggsbruff leaped off the ledge and the big troll and one of the undead creatures tore into one another, neither falling, but both looking near the end. Alhana and Sesto helped him, with the archer putting an arrow into the undead and the cleric sending his flying mace, and a prayer.
Then Sesto had his own troubles, as out of the fog came another undead troll. The two remaining berserkers came to his aid, though for the moment there was more running than there was fighting. Similarly, Oogabooga, who was no longer struck with the slowing magic, chased down another undead troll while his brother very slowly threw a chunk of ice, which slowly missed and slid along the floor.
Lorenn picked up Kalorn and he dropped him a level up on the ice-shelf while driving his rolling flames into the undead troll who was searching for Primus. Kalorn had the advantage of higher ground, and he plunged his giant-slaying sword into the creature, very nearly finishing it off. Unfortunately, it reached out for him and got him by his good leg, scratching and biting at him.
Primus was aware of most of this, as he focused on finding the Dracolich. He found the creature on the other side of the spine-of-ice that bisected the lair. The dragon was building a fort of ice from which to defend itself, and a dense, swirling fog filled the walled space, obscuring the area.
Having torched the drowned troll, Loklafd moved toward the ice-shelf to climb down to where he could see Sesto's light and more undead trolls moving through the mists. Oggsbruff leaped off the ledge and the big troll and one of the undead creatures tore into one another, neither falling, but both looking near the end. Alhana and Sesto helped him, with the archer putting an arrow into the undead and the cleric sending his flying mace, and a prayer.
Then Sesto had his own troubles, as out of the fog came another undead troll. The two remaining berserkers came to his aid, though for the moment there was more running than there was fighting. Similarly, Oogabooga, who was no longer struck with the slowing magic, chased down another undead troll while his brother very slowly threw a chunk of ice, which slowly missed and slid along the floor.
Lorenn picked up Kalorn and he dropped him a level up on the ice-shelf while driving his rolling flames into the undead troll who was searching for Primus. Kalorn had the advantage of higher ground, and he plunged his giant-slaying sword into the creature, very nearly finishing it off. Unfortunately, it reached out for him and got him by his good leg, scratching and biting at him.
Primus was aware of most of this, as he focused on finding the Dracolich. He found the creature on the other side of the spine-of-ice that bisected the lair. The dragon was building a fort of ice from which to defend itself, and a dense, swirling fog filled the walled space, obscuring the area.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
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Ancalagon
Dusty Dragon
OOC: Note: Kalorn has Armor of Agathy up. The scrag takes 15 points of cold damage twice (the first attack isn't strong enough to bring the spell down). ... if it's able to take cold damage that is. (I know this may not be the best spell vs these foes, but Kalorn doesn't have a long list of protective spells).
If it does take damage, this may kill it before all the hits land. Kalorn will also take 15 less damage because of the protection afforded by the spell.
If it does take damage, this may kill it before all the hits land. Kalorn will also take 15 less damage because of the protection afforded by the spell.
Primus glances around and mentally reaches out to the people around him. “Time to move! I’m going to get us above the dragon!! Don’t resist! He’ll be below us, so be ready to attack!”
With that, he grabbed six of them and shunted them in the space between worlds.
When they all appeared, that were above the dragon on the ledge.
With that, he grabbed six of them and shunted them in the space between worlds.
When they all appeared, that were above the dragon on the ledge.
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gargoyleking
Adventurer
Loklafd suddenly found himself on top of a ridge over an oddly square-shaped pocket of mist. He could see the swirls inside as if of something large moving around in it. He wasn't sure what the cause was, bit decided to try and shed some light on the situation. Not wanting to risk their only light source, he hurled only one of the torches into the mist, hoping mainly to illuminate the dracolich, but also aiming to strike it. Then he drew a javelin.
Thrown torch: 1d20+1 4 1d4+1 5
disadvantage: 1d20+1 6
Horrible throw, but I had no illusiins of doing anything truly significant. He definitely shouldn't be trying to go down to fight. He'd freeze on first contact with the mist.
disadvantage: 1d20+1 6
Horrible throw, but I had no illusiins of doing anything truly significant. He definitely shouldn't be trying to go down to fight. He'd freeze on first contact with the mist.
FitzTheRuke
Legend
The fog was thick, cloying, and very nearly impenetrable. Loklafd's torch briefly showed the barest outline of a large, skeletal shape before disappearing into the mist.
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Ancalagon
Dusty Dragon
Kalorn felt Primus's contact and - grudgingly - allowed himself to be taken by the magic. He was taken aback by the result - this was no quick passage via an alternate dimension, or a lacuna in space connecting two points, but a startling dissolution and reconstitution - what on earth was this power?!?
He was in fog. Briefly he saw a torch fly by, illuminating the dragon. There would be time to ponder Primus's powers later, if he survived....
He pointed his sword to the drake. "I, Kalorn, curse you, with one voice. Thus". He advanced and hacked at the creature's bony leg, hoping to sheer it off at the knee
Kalorn attack vs drake with disadvantage. first 2 roll is first attack, 2nd are 2nd attack: 1D20+8 = [7]+8 = 15
1D20+8 = [15]+8 = 23
1D20+8 = [18]+8 = 26
1D20+8 = [7]+8 = 15
OOC: something tells me that AC 15 won't cut it and rolling for damage is complicated for this character, so I'll skip. Also, checked math on HP given discussion on armor of agathy, I think it should be 39?
He was in fog. Briefly he saw a torch fly by, illuminating the dragon. There would be time to ponder Primus's powers later, if he survived....
He pointed his sword to the drake. "I, Kalorn, curse you, with one voice. Thus". He advanced and hacked at the creature's bony leg, hoping to sheer it off at the knee
Kalorn attack vs drake with disadvantage. first 2 roll is first attack, 2nd are 2nd attack: 1D20+8 = [7]+8 = 15
1D20+8 = [15]+8 = 23
1D20+8 = [18]+8 = 26
1D20+8 = [7]+8 = 15
OOC: something tells me that AC 15 won't cut it and rolling for damage is complicated for this character, so I'll skip. Also, checked math on HP given discussion on armor of agathy, I think it should be 39?
Kalorn of Mulmaster, the cursed sell-sword (Fighter(eldrich knight) 3/Warlock(hexblade) 5; alt-human, soldier)
HP: 39/63, Hit dice: 3/3 fighter, 4/5 warlock
Temp HP: 0
AC: 16 Temp AC:
Passive Perception 15
Saves: Str: +5, Dex: -1, Con: +5, 2Int: +0 , Wis: +2, Cha: +4
Warlock slots remaining = 0/2. EK slots remaining = 2/2
Action surge = 0/1. Second wind = 1/1, hexblade curse = 0/1
Potions of healing remaining: 6 [/soiler]
HP: 39/63, Hit dice: 3/3 fighter, 4/5 warlock
Temp HP: 0
AC: 16 Temp AC:
Passive Perception 15
Saves: Str: +5, Dex: -1, Con: +5, 2Int: +0 , Wis: +2, Cha: +4
Warlock slots remaining = 0/2. EK slots remaining = 2/2
Action surge = 0/1. Second wind = 1/1, hexblade curse = 0/1
Potions of healing remaining: 6 [/soiler]
gargoyleking
Adventurer
Mord was making his way along the ice shelf when the noise ahead of him changed suddenly. No wait, it'd moved, and a few voices cut off mid-yell. Then he heard Kalorn shouting his curse at the dragon and it seemed to be coming from his left. He wasn't quite sure what had happened, but Mord decided to investigate. He slid to a stop and altered course, taking the left fork in the path and instructing his remaining skeleton to go around the southern end of the ice shelf as quickly as it could manage. Managing to keep his footing Mord rounded the bend in the path and finally came to a point where he found an entirely artificial looking wall of ice before him. Perhaps the dracolich was trying to hide from it's attackers? He was still rather far from the action, but he understood that grouping up with the others could be a very bad plan. There was another ice shelf to his left, perhaps even a bit taller than the one that he was on? Weaving a spell he teleported himself to that shelf, landing as close to the dragon's position as he could safely do.
disadvantage: 1d20+1 6 The skelly will make a double move south and around the ledge.
Prickly Pear
Adventurer
Oodnadatta saw his chunk of ice fall short and miss the skragg. This is useless, he said to himself, I need to get up close.
It was like moving through a thick ice slurry on a warm summers day. Eventually, Oodnadatta reached his brother Oogabooga and the other skragg. But everything was slow and he could not find it in himself to attack the skragg.
Slow and useless!
This made him angry, and with immense will power Oodnadatta manage to clear his head of all the ice that was floating around inside his mind.
It was like moving through a thick ice slurry on a warm summers day. Eventually, Oodnadatta reached his brother Oogabooga and the other skragg. But everything was slow and he could not find it in himself to attack the skragg.
Slow and useless!
This made him angry, and with immense will power Oodnadatta manage to clear his head of all the ice that was floating around inside his mind.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Against the Dracolich
Imani's Agents found themselves along a ridge made of craggy, cracked ice. It was steep, slick, sharp, and treacherous and it took each of them a brief moment to get their footing and figure out where they were. Or so it seemed - each of them reacted quickly and well, and they burst into action. Loklafd threw a torch into the swirling dark fog below them, and though it disappeared, it briefly illuminated the shadow of an enormous dragon skeleton.
This caused Oggsbruff to leap off the ledge yelling, "Dere 'ee iz! Eye'm gonna killem!"
Which then led to the sound of roaring, thumping, and tearing flesh. Though no one could see it, Oggsbruff did not fare well: Though he managed to scratch a claw-mark across it's bony jaw, he was torn apart by tooth and claw. As his body began to knit itself back together, the dragon clawed and chewed to keep him down.
The lair itself responded to the Dracolich's will, and icy shards exploded all around. Kalorn took a shard in his bad leg, but he barely felt it, while the others got lucky and had nothing worse than discomfort - a feeling that was already strongly felt.
Kalorn climbed down into the dense fog, and it was so cold that it was downright painful - hard to breath, hard to keep his eyes open. The dragon's bony tail swung at him from out of the fog, and it smashed into his chest even as he tried to get at it unsuccessfully with his sword.
Mord could hear the battle, and he worked his way toward it on the other end of the ridge. To get closer, he opened a door in space and stepped out on an ice-ledge across from the battle. He couldn't see any of it clearly, but he could tell that Sesto's shield was glowing through the fog from the ridge across from him.
Imani's Agents found themselves along a ridge made of craggy, cracked ice. It was steep, slick, sharp, and treacherous and it took each of them a brief moment to get their footing and figure out where they were. Or so it seemed - each of them reacted quickly and well, and they burst into action. Loklafd threw a torch into the swirling dark fog below them, and though it disappeared, it briefly illuminated the shadow of an enormous dragon skeleton.
This caused Oggsbruff to leap off the ledge yelling, "Dere 'ee iz! Eye'm gonna killem!"
Which then led to the sound of roaring, thumping, and tearing flesh. Though no one could see it, Oggsbruff did not fare well: Though he managed to scratch a claw-mark across it's bony jaw, he was torn apart by tooth and claw. As his body began to knit itself back together, the dragon clawed and chewed to keep him down.
The lair itself responded to the Dracolich's will, and icy shards exploded all around. Kalorn took a shard in his bad leg, but he barely felt it, while the others got lucky and had nothing worse than discomfort - a feeling that was already strongly felt.
Kalorn climbed down into the dense fog, and it was so cold that it was downright painful - hard to breath, hard to keep his eyes open. The dragon's bony tail swung at him from out of the fog, and it smashed into his chest even as he tried to get at it unsuccessfully with his sword.
Mord could hear the battle, and he worked his way toward it on the other end of the ridge. To get closer, he opened a door in space and stepped out on an ice-ledge across from the battle. He couldn't see any of it clearly, but he could tell that Sesto's shield was glowing through the fog from the ridge across from him.
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Prickly Pear
Adventurer
With Primus' voice still lingering in his head, Sesto braced himself to be moved. Suddenly, he was nowhere near the skragg that had attacked him. Instead he was looking down a slope into a misty murkiness. A enormous skeletal form was briefly visible as a torch sailed down the slope. Sesto directed his spectral mace to the shape and gave it a good swing but didn't hear it connect.
No time to wait and Sesto moved forward, half walking and half sliding, the crampons on his boots securing his footing. Sesto reached out and touched the dragon while reaching into Lathander's darkest powers, whispering: May the light of Lathander thwart your might!
No time to wait and Sesto moved forward, half walking and half sliding, the crampons on his boots securing his footing. Sesto reached out and touched the dragon while reaching into Lathander's darkest powers, whispering: May the light of Lathander thwart your might!
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Ancalagon
Dusty Dragon
Ancalagon
Dusty Dragon
Loreen moved in, flying silently - he hoped the dragon wouldn't hear him. Kalorn and that troll were making a racket and distracting the drake.
(OOC: I'm assuming that he has bladesong up already)
Cunning Action: Hide check:
Lorenn hide check: 1D20+10 = [14]+10 = 24
(OOC2: I think that's good enough to sneak by a dragon? This will grant Lorenn advantage, canceling the disadvantage. because the dragon is in melee with others and there is no longer disadvantage, sneak attack is possible now)
He swung his magical rapier at the creature's wing, hoping to wreck a joint. As the blade connected, he spoke a potent arcane word, and his blame boomed with energy.
rappier attack by Lorenn vs dragon: 1D20+8 = [20]+8 = 28
(OOC3: YEAH! I actually closed my eyes and said "come on!!" as I click the roll button
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Loreen critical double rapier, double sneak, double booming: 4D8+6D6+5 = [5, 5, 7, 7]+[6, 5, 1, 4, 3, 6]+5 = 54
OOC4: IN YOUR FACE DRAGON Also, the dragon is sheathed in booming energy and takes another 2d8 if it moves. I'm not sure if that is multiplied by the critical hit, if so, it's 4d8.
(OOC: I'm assuming that he has bladesong up already)
Cunning Action: Hide check:
Lorenn hide check: 1D20+10 = [14]+10 = 24
(OOC2: I think that's good enough to sneak by a dragon? This will grant Lorenn advantage, canceling the disadvantage. because the dragon is in melee with others and there is no longer disadvantage, sneak attack is possible now)
He swung his magical rapier at the creature's wing, hoping to wreck a joint. As the blade connected, he spoke a potent arcane word, and his blame boomed with energy.
rappier attack by Lorenn vs dragon: 1D20+8 = [20]+8 = 28
(OOC3: YEAH! I actually closed my eyes and said "come on!!" as I click the roll button
)Loreen critical double rapier, double sneak, double booming: 4D8+6D6+5 = [5, 5, 7, 7]+[6, 5, 1, 4, 3, 6]+5 = 54
OOC4: IN YOUR FACE DRAGON
Also, the dragon is sheathed in booming energy and takes another 2d8 if it moves. I'm not sure if that is multiplied by the critical hit, if so, it's 4d8.
Prickly Pear
Adventurer
Alhana finds herself high up on a ridge. Below her, she could see Loklafd throw a torch into the white mist and, briefly, the dragon was partially lit up.
Ahh, there you are! Better be swift, Alhana thought and hefted the bow and let a couple of arrows fly in the direction of the dragon. How could you possible miss a huge dragon at this distance, she thought as she let loose one arrow after another, murmuring some arcane words to add power to the shots. Alhana heard the familiar thud of a shot that found its target. She knew that poisonous brambles would sprout and take hold of the dragon, causing extra pain.
Satisfied that she hit the dragon where it hurts, she slid down the ridge a little to take cover and prepare herself for the next shots.
Ahh, there you are! Better be swift, Alhana thought and hefted the bow and let a couple of arrows fly in the direction of the dragon. How could you possible miss a huge dragon at this distance, she thought as she let loose one arrow after another, murmuring some arcane words to add power to the shots. Alhana heard the familiar thud of a shot that found its target. She knew that poisonous brambles would sprout and take hold of the dragon, causing extra pain.
Satisfied that she hit the dragon where it hurts, she slid down the ridge a little to take cover and prepare herself for the next shots.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Against the Dracolich
Having arrived with the teleport, Sesto prayed to Lathander to curse the dracolich. A soft glow appeared through the dense fog, but then the dragon roared and the light winked out. It seemed that in its own lair, a dragon could cancel the influence of a god. It wasn't easy for the dragon, though, and it was distracted while Lorenn flew around a peak in the ice-ridge and dove his flying board down into the freezing mists. He lunged with his sword and felt it bite solidly into a bony ridge just behind the dracolich's head.
The dragon roared again, this time in pain, and the cavern shook as Alhana climbed to the top of the ice-peak and fired an arrow toward the sound. No one could quite see it, but the dragon's maw became entangled with magical vines that the elf willed into existence with her arrow. Seeking cover, she climbed down the other side of the ice-peak, to find one of the drowned undead trolls climbing up to meet her.
During this time, Sesto had climbed into the coldest mist, directing his spirit-mace at the dracolich. He stumbled past Loklafd's sputtering torch as the dense cold penetrated his armour. Then suddenly a wing swung out of the fog toward him, and the dragon lifted into the air, beating its wings hard to get away. On the other side, Kalorn experienced a similar thing, as the wings beat around them, swirling the icy mists and blowing them back with fierce force.
This gave enough clearing in the mist that they could see Oggsbruff's torn body, frozen in hunks. Even with his amazing regenerative powers the troll king had not survived direct combat with Icy Death.
Having arrived with the teleport, Sesto prayed to Lathander to curse the dracolich. A soft glow appeared through the dense fog, but then the dragon roared and the light winked out. It seemed that in its own lair, a dragon could cancel the influence of a god. It wasn't easy for the dragon, though, and it was distracted while Lorenn flew around a peak in the ice-ridge and dove his flying board down into the freezing mists. He lunged with his sword and felt it bite solidly into a bony ridge just behind the dracolich's head.
The dragon roared again, this time in pain, and the cavern shook as Alhana climbed to the top of the ice-peak and fired an arrow toward the sound. No one could quite see it, but the dragon's maw became entangled with magical vines that the elf willed into existence with her arrow. Seeking cover, she climbed down the other side of the ice-peak, to find one of the drowned undead trolls climbing up to meet her.
During this time, Sesto had climbed into the coldest mist, directing his spirit-mace at the dracolich. He stumbled past Loklafd's sputtering torch as the dense cold penetrated his armour. Then suddenly a wing swung out of the fog toward him, and the dragon lifted into the air, beating its wings hard to get away. On the other side, Kalorn experienced a similar thing, as the wings beat around them, swirling the icy mists and blowing them back with fierce force.
This gave enough clearing in the mist that they could see Oggsbruff's torn body, frozen in hunks. Even with his amazing regenerative powers the troll king had not survived direct combat with Icy Death.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Against the Skraggs
The undead trolls were attracted to the sound of their master's roars. Two of them began to climb the ice-ridge, while one was held back by Oogabooga, and another became surrounded by Lorenn's few remaining berserkers.
Oogabooga tore into one, while the undead troll clawed and bit at him in return. Oodnadatta came up beside his brother and shouldered him to the side, finally free of the lair's magical slowing trap.
The berserkers did their best, but they were outmatched: one got in a solid blow while the other distracted the creature, but the undead tore them both apart. These were the last of Lorenn's horn-summoned northmen, and the horn sounded again, as if in an echo, and all of the bodies of the fallen berserkers rose and called out in joy for having fallen in battle once more, and they returned to Valhala for food, music, and song.
The undead trolls were attracted to the sound of their master's roars. Two of them began to climb the ice-ridge, while one was held back by Oogabooga, and another became surrounded by Lorenn's few remaining berserkers.
Oogabooga tore into one, while the undead troll clawed and bit at him in return. Oodnadatta came up beside his brother and shouldered him to the side, finally free of the lair's magical slowing trap.
The berserkers did their best, but they were outmatched: one got in a solid blow while the other distracted the creature, but the undead tore them both apart. These were the last of Lorenn's horn-summoned northmen, and the horn sounded again, as if in an echo, and all of the bodies of the fallen berserkers rose and called out in joy for having fallen in battle once more, and they returned to Valhala for food, music, and song.
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