Last Stand of the Dorinthians (Chapter 3 - The Imperials)

Silas fears his fire magic will be exhausted long before the troll falls. Again chanting words of arcane power he spreads the fingers of his hand and a fan of fire sprays from him towards the troll.

OOC: Burning Hands this time.
 

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Alexander watches as his previous stab heals completely, although two arrows are still stuck in the troll and it still is burned. The half-orc angrily attacks again, but misses both times, his blades bouncing off the creature's skin.

Dartis has the same problem as he fires, both arrows glancing off of tough hide.

Kel charges forward next, slashing the creature and leaving a trail of blood along its forearm.

The troll attacks in a rage, concentrating on Kel. A claw rakes the cleric (-7 hps), although the other claw misses. The creature also bites at the elf, bloodying his bicep (another -5 hit points).

Silas casts his spell, but has to get within 5 feet of the troll and just behind his two allies in melee to cast it without getting Kel and Alexander in his cone. The spell does severe damage to the troll, searing it in the face and enraging it further, although it remains standing... and looking angrily at the abjurer.

The party hears a sharp cracking noise, although its difficult to tell its source since the sound bounces in the echo of the cavern.
 

Alexander yells for his companions behind "look at the entrance!" and starts shifting his position slowly to get to flank with the elf, attacking at the same time to avoid retribution from the troll and try to divert its attention from his friend.

OOC: 5ft. towards flanking, attack with both weapons
 


Dartis will take the oil and lamp from Kel to free him up to fight and will circle around to help Alexander flank the beast, ready to pour oil on it.
 


Alexander attacks once more, slicing the creature badly with his scimitar, but missing with his off-hand blade. Kel attacks also, but misses as he is wary of the creature's attacks.

Dartis takes the oil from Kel and tosses oil onto the creature, burning it.

It bellows in pain and swings at the archer, opening a small wound in his shoulder (-9 hps to Dartis). It then stumbles between Kel and Alexander and in front of Silas. In anger it moves to attack the abjurer that burned it so badly.

Silas was looking downwards at the moment, as he discovered that the loud cracking noise is coming from the floor. Multiple cracks have been appearing from the weight of your battle, making spiderweb patterns, and the magic-user realizes that the ground is about to collapse.

He stares in horror as one last pronounced crack appears from the wall near Alexander's legs, twists in the shape of a semi-circle, and moves to meet the end of another large crack by the cavern's entrance next to Silas. As the cracks meet, and the floor gives way, Silas takes one last look at the troll heading towards him and thinks, "Oh hell..."

The floor collapses from underneath the group, and they, and the troll, tumble far, far below into the depths...and meet suddenly with the ground.

...The party's fate...
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Each of you land inside a jelly-like substance, which reaks of decayed, but sickeningly sweet food. This goo is soft enough to break your fall without you taking any damage when you finally reach the ground. You roll out of the jelly, only to see the large shape of the troll land with a thud in front of you. It would seem he missed the various pockets of goo. The creature gets up shakily, his regeneration beginning to repair the damage that he had taken.

You are in another large cavern, and you can no longer see the last cavern from whence you fell from. It is too dark, and the distance too far. Also, you are covered in the nasty jelly and struggle to keep the stuff out of your eyes as you somewhat successfully wipe your face with your dirty sleeve. Strange, amber stones are placed inside the walls and give a soft, dull light that allows you to see your surroundings better.

On either side of you are a band of armored insect men, each wielding a weapon in their hands. From the looks of things they were about to war with one another, but your strange entrance seems to have shocked them into a temporary peace. As you regain a hold on your weapons, the troll gives a worried giggle and begins to lope towards you slowly. It is evident to him that he won't be escaping past the surrounding creatures.

In turn, you also prepare to finish the battle. First one of the ant-like men begins to beat his spear into the ground, creating a primitive rythm. Ant-men on both sides take up the beat, some stamping their strange feet while others clashing blades on shields. Like gladiators of Tallione, your party and the troll circle each other for the kill amidst the anticipating spectators.
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The change of scenary, altough a surprise, is quickly relegated to the background... the troll is still standing.

Deciding that studying his opponent isn't an option when it heals at vigorous rate, Alexander warns "If I fall, get my potion" before jumping again against the troll.

OOC: If the strange fluid seems slippery, he won't charge, but incite the troll to do so, and ready an attack+5ft step to welcome him
 
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Silas gapes as he picks himself up from the ground. He tries to rub off as much as the goo as he is able, or at the least, enough so that he can move without hindrance. Seeing the troll pick himself up and begin circling Silas sighs, forcefully intones a word of power, and flicks a finger toward the troll. A greenish ball of liquid soars through the intervening space...

OOC: casting Acid Splash
 

Alexander attacks again, but some of the good disrupts his vision and his blades bounce off the creature's rubbery hide. Kel's swing is more effective, and it cuts deeply into the troll's flesh. Dartis moves in next, his bow firing twice despite the slickness of the goo around his bowstring. His first arrow slams deeply into the creature's chest, tossing it to the ground, but the next shot goes wide and glances off Kel's thigh (-3 hps to Kel from a critical miss). The troll writhes in agony as it attempts to rip the arrow out of its body, but it stops and gives one last pitiful giggle as Silas stands over it and shoots a final blast of acid into its face. After a long twitch, the large creature lies dead, half of its wounds caused by fire and acid.

OOC: So much for my reoccuring villian.

The ant-men on both sides cheer the show, and both groups move towards you. As they near each other they begin to banter in a strange chittering language. The ant-men look similar to one another, except that one side is brown in color and the other group red. It is evident that they are arguing over you since they brandish their weapons threateningly, but the red ant-men are the first to back down after the brown ant-men point to the mounds of slimy goo that you had landed in.

After the red group backs down, a large brown ant-man approaches you and points to a tunnel behind him with his spear. It seems he wants you to go inside the passage. There are nearly twenty of these ant-men in each of the two groups.
 

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