Pogre's Story Hour - with Pics of Minis & Scenery (Final Update)

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Episode 20

The next few updates will be a bit shorter. We are starting HaggettCon IV today. I usually update the story every weekday between 9 AM and 11 AM, although I slept in yesterday


Episode 20
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul

“Expected by who?” the nasty looking guard asked. He nervously clutched at his short sword’s pommel.

“Jamison Jurbten,” the Cleric blurted out.

Shannon swung his mighty blade down as the guard began to yell an alarm. The blade sliced into the foul human’s neck and cut his scream off at the windpipe. His throat gurgled as his life blood escaped him and he spun down to the ground.


"What happened?" Bridget asked in shocked dismay.

“Jurbten is one of the bounty hunters we were looking for,” Johann scolded Bridget with a terse whisper. He barged past the dying guard to look into the hallway beyond him.

“Are you sure?” Bridget asked. “I could have sworn that was the evil wizard’s name.”

“That would be Frendais Hert,” Scapa answered.

“Oops,” Bridget said.

Johann looked up and down the long hallway. There were almost too many doors.

Johann looks up and down the long hall.

“Here goes nothing,” Johann whispered to no one in particular. He dashed across the hall and burst through the first door he could see.

To be continued…

 

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Episode 21

Episode 21
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul

The door swung open quickly as Johann lurched against it. Behind it was a mostly empty room. There were a few sticks of furniture, some tattered carpet, and a patch of black mold on the wall. “Empty,” Johann called back across the hall to Bridget. Johann checked another door and found another empty room and then another with the same result.

Johann returned to the group and said, “I think our friend’s screech was in vain.” He kicked the dead human’s corpse nonchalantly. “I have yet to see anyone up here. Come on up and let’s look around together.”

“No signs of the Orcs,” Shannon commented as he moved back from the stairs to join the group in the hall.

Johann checked another door to the south. This door, unlike the others, seemed to be stuck. The fighter put a little bit of shoulder to it and it burst open. This room was not empty as the others had been. There was a large four-post bed with a full compliment of linens. There was a large shape in the middle of the bed underneath the sheets.

Johann carefully worked his way up to the bed. His armor was clinking slightly, giving his position away. “I hope he is a heavy sleeper,” Johann thought to himself. He reached over gingerly to remove the covers.

Suddenly in a wild burst a huge Ogre rose up from the bed and stood up in full gear right before Johann. The Ogre released a mighty roar. Johann jumped back and cursed, “By the Holy Hammer!”

Ogre jumps up.

The Ogre raised up his ponderous blade and Johann readied himself for the blow he knew was coming.

To be continued…

 

[Caliber]

Cool Ogre figure. I like how its to scale (ie, bigger than the other ones.)

Ogres are deadly at low levels. They don't last long but they often hit really hard. Johann might be in trouble.

 

[pogre]

Cool Ogre figure. I like how its to scale (ie, bigger than the other ones.)

Thank you. The Ogre figure is an old Marauder Mercenary Ogre. The room was built out of Hirst blocks and painted by me. The furniture is from Dwarven Forge.

 

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Episode 22

Episode 22
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul

“Ye’ gits scram outta’ here, ‘fer I toss ye’ in Rorrg’s gut!” the Ogre roared at Johann.

Johann scrambled back out the door into the hall gently closing the door behind him.

“Wow! That was amazing,” Scapa said. “Did you notice how well that Ogre spoke our tongue?”

“Actually I noticed his big friggin’ blade, you oaf,” Johann answered.

“The question remains,” Shannon wondered aloud, “why didn’t he smash you?”

“He must be used to seeing humans he does not recognize,” Bridget conjectured.

“Yes,” Shannon agreed, “perhaps we can use that to our advantage while we search for the bounty hunters.”

“Next door?” Johann asked. Not waiting for an answer, Johann pulled the next door open. There he saw some humans arguing with each other loudly. The humans did not even notice he had opened the door.

Humans arguing.

Johann closed the door quickly.

“Did they see you?” Scapa asked.

“I don’t think those three would hear an oxen with bells dancing past them,” Johann answered.

“What were they arguing about?” Bridget asked.

“Not sure. Something about who would do the job. So what should we do? Move on to the next door down here?”

The group agreed to move on.

Johann opened the next door and two humans looked up from a dice game.

“What’s this then?” one of the humans asked.

“Just tell us where those stinking bounty hunters are. Frendais Hert sent us to find them for questioning,” Johann lied.

“Your full of s*&^,” the man answered. “Show us Hert’s sign and maybe I won’t skin ye’.”

“If I am full of s*&^, you are full of steel!” Johann roared as he thrust his sword at them.

To be continued…

 

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Area Map

I thought I would add a campaign map of this area of the Olde Realm. I am almost caught up to where the players currently are thanks to the Holidays and HaggettCon.

Naturally, I have taken a ton of information off the map. One cannot be too careful with curious players snooping about afterall!

Bigger version of Area Map.

 

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thanks for the map!
I love maps.

 

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Episode 23

Episode 23
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul

One of the human thugs nicked Johann with his blade. “That’ll cost you scum,” Johann threatened.

Johann fighting thugs.

“Yet another successful bluff and parley by Johann,” Scapa quipped. “I’ll keep an eye on this long hall. You had better help him finish those footpads off.”

Just as Bridget and Shannon were heading over to aid Johann the three thugs from the room next door burst through a side door.

Reinforcements.

Shannon arrived first and slammed into one of the humans. The two fighters went back-to-back swinging their blades at the thugs. Two of the thugs fell to their blades in rapid succession. The first was a mighty throat shot from Johann that left only the spinal cord intact. The thug’s head fell to the side like a cork and the neck gushed forth blood like a font. The second was victimized by Shannon, the fighting cleric’s well-placed blade; Shannon sliced his blade through the ruffians gut. Bridget moved to the door to try and slow the reinforcements.

Bridget Arrives.

Bridget had her hands full as she faced a triple team effort. “Get over here,” she yelled at the other two. One of the thugs managed to stab Bridget in the arm, which caused her to yelp in pain.

Brisget in trouble.


to be continued…

 

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Episode 24

Episode 24
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul

Johann and Shannon rushed to the cleric’s aid. Their blades made quick work of two of the thugs. Bridget swung her mace down on the third thug and he wobbled mightily under the blow.

PCs beating on a thug.

Scapa started to work his way over to the group to let them know there was no sign of trouble in the hallway. The three combatants were now triple teaming the remaining thug.

The enemy fell to his knees and started to say something, “I surr…” His speech was cut short by Johann’s steel.

Bridget was going to protest, but she was cut short by what she saw in the doorframe.

Trouble arrives.

to be continued…

 

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Episode 25

Episode 25
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul

The fighter and two clerics rushed to the doorframe to attempt to force the Ogre to fight in a more confined space. Their efforts were to no avail, however, as the giant humanoid forced his way forward. Like bees against a raiding wasp they attempt to slash and poke the behemoth as it forced its way forward. Magic rushed forth from the Sorcerer’s fingertips as Scapa’s magic bolts unerringly hit their target.

Fight with the Ogre.

It came as they knew it would, a mighty blow crashing down from the Ogre. Like victims of fate’s lottery each of the three waited for the blow to find its mark. The Ogre for its part did not disappoint, a veteran mercenary of many wars, fighting multiple opponents was not a new challenge to him.

Johann saw flashes of white, he felt his body buckle and his knee actually touched the floor momentarily. The giant weapon had struck him on the shoulder narrowly avoiding his head. When his vision cleared the fighter half expected to see a celestial or perhaps an infernal welcoming him to the other side. Instead he was back, wounded, but still fighting. With the desperation of a threatened wild cat he gathered his resolve and increased his fury.

Bridget struck out with her mace with a blow that would have killed most. The Ogre seemed to give it little regard as it bounced off his enormous forearm. Shannon tried to strike with his two-handed sword, but missed his target. He shouted to Johann, “Back out while you can!”

No answer in words came out from Johann. His answer came in flashing steel. Burying his blade in the Ogre’s gut his countenance turned dark as he twisted the blade to maximize its effect. The Ogre howled at the mortal wound and feebly tried to raise its weapon.

Their opponent’s response was cut short by Scapa who unleashed a fresh magical bolt into the Ogre. The bolt was the giant’s death knell. The Ogre tottered then twisted, falling in place over to its back. It’s great tongue lolled from its palate and its eyes went white and empty.

Ogre is slain.

They would have celebrated, but their exhausted bodies would not permit such an expenditure. They all had heads down panting as sweat poured from their bodies. Only Scapa could manage any efforts, and he went to attend Johann.

“He will need healing,” the sorcerer announced.

Shannon pulled himself up and went to say a prayer over Johann and most of the wounds were healed.

No one said anything for a time as they rested. Finally, Scapa again broke the silence, “What bothers me, is he was likely working for somebody else in this place.”

“That’s an encouraging thought Mage,” Johann commented dryly.

“At least he will not plague our further explorations,” Shannon offered.

“True enough,” Bridget agreed.

They all rose from their seats and gathered themselves for further trials in their explorations.

To be continued…