Mord ran and slid into one of his troll skeletons, who picked him up and lumbered after the drowned trolls, who continued to ignore the lumps they were taking as they went west, presumably to protect their master. Mord's other skeleton followed as well.
Ahead of them, Lorenn's familiar Eko, disappeared into the swirling mists as he went to report his findings.
Now that the drowned trolls were out of sight, Blurcho felt the funny feeling inside subside enough that he ventured to climb up on one of the ice-shelves and peered over it into the fog. His troll eyes were keen enough in the dark for him to spot a troll-sized creature, covered in white fur, with strange horns on its head. It was moving between the ice-shelves and heading for the noises in the western lair. Blurcho had never seen anything like it. Soon it would be where others could see it, thought Blurcho. He was pretty sure that there were other, human-sized creatures behind that one, following it. Dirty nekkermunchers.
OOC:
Oogabooga and Oodnadatta can both make opportunity attacks against the Skraggs. The Skraggs then dash away. The trolls can chase them, but the'll have to dash, so the opp attack is probably it for their attacking, unless they wanna throw some ice-chunks, which are lying about. (1 attack Range 40/120 at +7 to hit, 2d8+4 damage)
GM:
(Allies) Mord dashed to (CP46) MT1 picked up Mord & moved to (CJ43) MT2 dashed to (CI35) Blurcho moved to (CS35) & spotted Arrufel at (CS27) (other cultists nearby) Eko dashed (flying) to (AY45) (& Returned to Western Map)
(Enemies) Skragg5 dashed to (BT36) provoking opportunity attack from Ooga
Skragg6 dashed to (BX36) provoking opportunity attack from Oodna
Blurcho squinted. Think troll, think! He could charge in sure, but there were a lot of them, and maybe they had fire. He could shout to his clan-mate and let them know about these guys, but that would give his position away...
Or he could clobber them at a distance and let their screams of pain alert his clan! Yes, That would be what he did. They would never see it coming! He aimed it at a smaller form, clipping it on the back of the head
Oodnadatta did not notice anything untoward as he charged after the drowned troll, formally known as Uncle Boogey. He had the opportunity to swipe once at Uncle Boogey in the hopes that it would slow him down. Alas, it didn't. He swiped wide, lost balance and almost toppled over but he managed to stay on his feet, continuing the pursuit.
Sesto moved closer to sound of combat. There was suddenly a lot of yelling and screaming and Sesto wondered where all these people had come from. Have the Ice Hunters joined the fight? It certainly sounded as if they all fought the dragon. Little did he know that this was the effect of the Horn of Valhalla.
Sesto continued and at the ledge he scrambled down carefully and advanced until he could see the dragon hovering in the air not far away. He moved his spectral mace closer and took a swipe a the dragon. Sesto saw that the mace connected well but did not affect the dragon terrible much. But now I have eyes on you, he thought.
OOC:
Action: Dash
Move: From AS32 to AI32, which includes 15' climbing/jumping down the ice shelf. He should now be able to see Icy Death in dim light, right?
Bonus Action: Spiritual Weapon attack: 1d20+826, Spiritual Weapon damage: 2d8+510
The summoned Reghedmen had been very excited by the idea of leaving their celestial resting place and joining a fight against a Dracolich; it had seemed like such a thrill. But as the portal to the torchlit halls closed behind them, they were plunged into darkness. Many of them were plunged into ice-cold sea water, as well, and the terror of dragonfear gripped them as they bumped into each other in the icy water, struggling to reach an edge in the dark.
A flash of light and the sound of battle gave Kalorn his target, and he stumped forward on his bad leg, firing eldritch energy toward the sound of the dragon's swooping wings. The blasts went off into the swirling mists and the darkness beyond Sesto's light, and Kalorn cursed that he had no idea if he'd been successful or not.
Primus tried to force his way into the dragon's mind, but as dim-witted as it was, it resisted him.
Awash with Lathander's light, Loklafd awoke to terrible gut-wrenching dragonfear. He pried his brace of javelins out of the ice, and ran for cover behind the nearest ice-shelf. Alhana, too was recovering thanks to Lathander, and she stood, firing two arrows at the Dracolich as Sesto slid off the ledge and brought his shield's light to the scene. One arrow struck the dragon, and it reared up, flapping its wings and sucking in the misty air around it. It appeared to be about to breathe again, so Alhana jumped down behind the shelf she had been standing on, taking cover.
Sesto moved toward the Reghedmen who were mostly flailing in the water. At least, he thought, they had Lathander's light to see by. The dragon's powerful wing-beats were making it difficult for them to stand, and Sesto watched as Oggsbruff began to stand, only to have the dragon beat him down again with a blow of its tail. The big troll's armored body slid into the icy water of the pool that was below the dragon. Sesto directed his spirit-mace to strike at the dragon, and it made a solid thumping-noise.
Lorenn tried to fly forward to help, but he found that the fear that gripped him kept him locked to his spot near the ceiling. Still, he caused a ball of flame to appear, which dropped on the dragon from above, bouncing off in a shower of sparks, and it landed on the ice below, rolling away.
One of the berserkers, who had been clinging to the dragon's neck, tried to kick at it's wing again, but the dracolich tore her free and she fell to the ice below. Then it back-beat its wings and took some distance. For a moment, Sesto thought it would flee - then it turned, lowered its head, and breathed another roiling wall of mist, ice-shards, and death, which washed over the struggling berserkers, and Sesto himself.
As the ice-breath cleared, Primus could see through his psychic eye, that only a small handful of berserkers had survived. One climbed out of the water and dragged himself over to Sesto, while another was stuck under a lair of ice that had formed over the surface, struggling to free himself in a panic. One more, that had not fallen into the water, had survived by sheer luck, and that Raghedman threw a hand-axe at the dragon and ran for cover.
Primus was watching this unfold as he was suddenly struck from behind. He was blind to his immediate surrounding, but he could tell by the smell that it was one of those drowned trolls.
The drowned troll that had been fighting Oggsbruff got to its feet and began to move back toward the rest of Imani's Agents - it began to climb up onto the treasure-shelf. Another drowned troll crossed the lair and began to climb after Lorenn. Things were looking dire.
OOC:
That was pure insanity. Let me know if I screwed anything up. I hope Sesto can survive another 64 cold damage Breath! dc19 Con (Shield give advantage) for "only" 32 cold damage. I'll be back "soon" to finish the East Side and roll over the round.
GM:
(Allies) Kalorn moved to (AT29) & missed (EB) IcyDeath
Sesto moved to (AI32) & did 10 (spirit weapon) damage to IcyDeath
Primus stayed & did no damage (mind blast) to IcyDeath
Lorenn stayed & did 6 (flaming sphere) damage to IcyDeath
Alhana did 15 (bow) damage to IcyDeath & moved to (AS32) (Cover) Loklafd dodged & moved to (AT33) (Cover) Berserkers mostly died, except: Berserker1 stuck in the water at (AD34); gains exhaustion 2 Berserker3 climbed out of the water, moved to (AI33) Berserker9 missed IcyDeath (hand axe) & moved to (AK43) Oggsbruff regenerated to 10HP
(Enemies) IcyDeath stayed & did 11 (tail) damage to Oggsbruff & escaped the grapple
then moved to (W42) & breathed 64 cold damage (dc19 con save for half) to Sesto & Bersekers
Skragg1 got up & dashed to (AN33) Skragg2 dashed to (N41) Skragg3 moved to (AX37) & did 13 & 13 (claws) damage to Primus
Let's see... it started exactly 40 feet away, but I failed to take into account the elevation change, so yes... it would have needed 50 feet of movement to get to you. So it had to dash. Forget the damage, and instead of being struck from behind, Primus heard it's claws scratching into the ice behind him as it came for him.
Sesto had a bad day and it was getting worse.
The dragon rose and reared his head. It was going to spray him with an icy breath again, Sesto realised far too late. As the icy cold spray washed over him, Sesto's last thought was: Oh Crap!!!
OOC:
Why did you have to roll above average damage on Dragon's Breath???
No need to roll con save for Sesto. He was on 29 HP.
The good news are that he is only unconscious, he is not dead dead!
