Pogre's Story Hour - with Pics of Minis & Scenery (Final Update)
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pogre
Legend
Caliber said:
It was close, but any time you run into an Ogre at 2nd level it's going to be. Ogres just pack such a HUGE punch. The PCs rolled some big damage numbers in a hurry and the Ogre was not particularly accurate.
I am actually caught up with the campaign at this point. I do not know if that will ever happen again! Luckily, we play tonight and it will be full of action! I'll post some over head shots so you can get a better view of the manor's layout.
pogre
Legend
Episode 26
Episode 26
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul
The group headed towards the door the Ogre had come through to view what lay beyond. They saw a simple bathing area with a fountain providing water and a floor covered in slate tiles.
The bathing room.
The group decided they had pretty much covered all of this section of the manor and it was time to press forward.
Overhead layout of upper floor.
The adventurers ventured north and after finding a couple of empty bed chambers they discovered a small closet. Tucked in one corner they found a pile of clothes. The clothes matched those given in the description of the bounty hunters by Inquisitor Lukas Praketon. The clothes were neither bloody nor torn and everyone hoped that was a good sign.
The next door was a large chamber with a roaring fire. Seated before the fire was a large human flanked by two other warriors.
Champion’s and warrior’s station.
The man behind the desk stood up full height and barked at the adventurers, “What is you business? And state it quickly I do not have time for interruptions!”
Champion barks at party.
What possessed Scapa was a mystery to the rest of the party, but the sorcerer jumped around everyone else and came before the warriors. Clearly expecting a parley or response to his query, the warrior was shocked to see Scapa making arcane gestures and weaving words into a spell.
Scapa was calling forth the multi-hued spray of might confusion to befuddle these men quickly. He prepared for the cone of multi-colored power to leap from his fingertips. There was a glitch. The simple leather armor Scapa wore beneath his flowing tunic was interfering with his spell. Some smoke escaped from his pinky, but nothing more.
Scapa’s spell fails
Scapa looked at his hands in disbelief. “Cursed Marrkidia you fickle wench!” Scapa blasphemed. He could sense the men before him were smiling.
Scapa curses.
to be continued…
Episode 26
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul
The group headed towards the door the Ogre had come through to view what lay beyond. They saw a simple bathing area with a fountain providing water and a floor covered in slate tiles.
The bathing room.
The group decided they had pretty much covered all of this section of the manor and it was time to press forward.
Overhead layout of upper floor.
The adventurers ventured north and after finding a couple of empty bed chambers they discovered a small closet. Tucked in one corner they found a pile of clothes. The clothes matched those given in the description of the bounty hunters by Inquisitor Lukas Praketon. The clothes were neither bloody nor torn and everyone hoped that was a good sign.
The next door was a large chamber with a roaring fire. Seated before the fire was a large human flanked by two other warriors.
Champion’s and warrior’s station.
The man behind the desk stood up full height and barked at the adventurers, “What is you business? And state it quickly I do not have time for interruptions!”
Champion barks at party.
What possessed Scapa was a mystery to the rest of the party, but the sorcerer jumped around everyone else and came before the warriors. Clearly expecting a parley or response to his query, the warrior was shocked to see Scapa making arcane gestures and weaving words into a spell.
Scapa was calling forth the multi-hued spray of might confusion to befuddle these men quickly. He prepared for the cone of multi-colored power to leap from his fingertips. There was a glitch. The simple leather armor Scapa wore beneath his flowing tunic was interfering with his spell. Some smoke escaped from his pinky, but nothing more.
Scapa’s spell fails
Scapa looked at his hands in disbelief. “Cursed Marrkidia you fickle wench!” Scapa blasphemed. He could sense the men before him were smiling.
Scapa curses.
to be continued…
pogre
Legend
Episode 27
Episode 27
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul
Johann and Shannon quickly sensed something had gone awry with Scapa’s spell and they closed to protect the vulnerable sorcerer. Johann sliced into the first warrior’s left arm, forcing the man to readjust his shield to compensate for a tendon that had just been severed.
Johann and Shannon join the fray.
As the warrior struggled to keep his shield upright Shannon voided his effort with his crashing blade. The weapon sliced under the warrior’s helmet and he quickly fell to the side.
A warrior falls.
The large human that had yelled at them pushed forward and labeled Shannon with a mighty blow that forced him back. Shannon struggled to see as blood poured down from his brow partially obscuring his vision. The other remaining warrior quickly closed ranks to offer Shannon battle on his left.
Shannon under attack.
Scapa finally recovered from the dismay of his fizzled first effort and let magic bolts fly from his finger tips at the second warrior, wounding him severely. Johann prepared to move up and help the embroiled Shannon.
Shannon faces two.
Johann moved with lightning speed past the champion. The champion startled by this turn barely got off a shot against Johann as he brushed through. The ineffectual blow clunked off the fighter’s armor. Now in a flanking position Johann punished the champion with a harsh blow straight to his upperback. The damage would have killed most men, but the champion yet stood.
Johann flanks the champion.
The champion thoroughly confused by Johann’s move, hesitated, and when he did decide to strike it was a half-effort.
It was the distraction Shannon required and he delivered a crushing blow with his great blade. Swinging furiously he bisected the champion’s torso. Even the spinal cord was detached and the champion’s corpse fell in two bloody pieces.
Champion is slain.
The remaining warrior had seen more than enough and bolted for the northern most door in the room. As he opened the portal another man stood ready in the frame.
Grislik arrives.
“Hold friends,” the man called out to the party. “I can see you are adept with your blades. I am Grislik and I would like to make you an offer.”
To be continued…
Episode 27
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul
Johann and Shannon quickly sensed something had gone awry with Scapa’s spell and they closed to protect the vulnerable sorcerer. Johann sliced into the first warrior’s left arm, forcing the man to readjust his shield to compensate for a tendon that had just been severed.
Johann and Shannon join the fray.
As the warrior struggled to keep his shield upright Shannon voided his effort with his crashing blade. The weapon sliced under the warrior’s helmet and he quickly fell to the side.
A warrior falls.
The large human that had yelled at them pushed forward and labeled Shannon with a mighty blow that forced him back. Shannon struggled to see as blood poured down from his brow partially obscuring his vision. The other remaining warrior quickly closed ranks to offer Shannon battle on his left.
Shannon under attack.
Scapa finally recovered from the dismay of his fizzled first effort and let magic bolts fly from his finger tips at the second warrior, wounding him severely. Johann prepared to move up and help the embroiled Shannon.
Shannon faces two.
Johann moved with lightning speed past the champion. The champion startled by this turn barely got off a shot against Johann as he brushed through. The ineffectual blow clunked off the fighter’s armor. Now in a flanking position Johann punished the champion with a harsh blow straight to his upperback. The damage would have killed most men, but the champion yet stood.
Johann flanks the champion.
The champion thoroughly confused by Johann’s move, hesitated, and when he did decide to strike it was a half-effort.
It was the distraction Shannon required and he delivered a crushing blow with his great blade. Swinging furiously he bisected the champion’s torso. Even the spinal cord was detached and the champion’s corpse fell in two bloody pieces.
Champion is slain.
The remaining warrior had seen more than enough and bolted for the northern most door in the room. As he opened the portal another man stood ready in the frame.
Grislik arrives.
“Hold friends,” the man called out to the party. “I can see you are adept with your blades. I am Grislik and I would like to make you an offer.”
To be continued…
Broccli_Head
Explorer
some crits on the heroes' rolls perhaps?
pogre
Legend
Episode 28
Episode 28
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul
The adventurers did not lower their arms save Shannon who said a prayer of healing over his wounds.
“Well?” Grislik asked. “Must we bash each other to bits or can we have a meeting of the minds that is profitable to us both?”
“We’re listening,” Johann replied.
“Surely you have some outward goals. I do not know you and I do not think you know me, but here my champion and one of my best men lay slain. I would like to avoid further bloodshed and perhaps are motives need not be conflicted.”
“Your men jumped us first,” Johann lied.
The warrior that had survived the melee quickly whispered something in his lord’s ear.
“I’m sure he’ll take your word for it,” Scapa whispered in clenched teeth to Johann.
“What do I care?” Johann questioned in similar tones back to the sorcerer.
Grislik raised his ear from his cohort’s informing mouth and smiled broadly at the party. “You know, I like how you people think. I do think we can work together! Now what it is it that you seek or desire?”
Johann laid it on the line, “We are in search of two bounty hunters that were sent here and did not report back.”
“Ah yes,” Grislik responded in an oily smooth voice, “those…Well, I did see them brought into the mansion, and I have heard them quite a bit the last few nights. It’s a very bitter serenade but I admit I have grown to like it.” The dark fighter flashed another smile. “Alas, I do not possess these men. They are currently enjoying the hospitality of a wizard at the other end of the manor.”
“Frendais Hert?” Bridget offered.
“The same,” Grislik offered.
“Look,” Johann began slowly, “all we really need is these two bounty hunters or what’s left of them. We have no quarrel with you or this wizard. Perhaps if we could arrange to just pick the bounty hunters up everybody could be happy.”
Shannon gave a loud growling cough indicating his displeasure.
Grislik smiled widely again. “You know the clothes they came in are just in the closet next to here. You could take these corpses and present them as the bounty hunters.”
“They are known to our patron,” Scapa replied curtly.
“That’s easily remedied,” Grislik replied. “Just smash the faces in beyond recognition and place the clothes on them. If their raised from the dead by a great cleric or even communicated with them, you could say an honest mistake was made.”
“Your champion’s frame is far too large,” Johann countered.
“Perhaps other arrangements could be made,” Grislik replied coolly. His head nodded with a wink to the remaining warrior. The man felt everyone’s eyes turn on him and he began to shake as he realized the proposition being made.
“No, no, our employer is far too clever for such a ruse,” Bridget declared. “Let us journey to the far side of this manse and see if a bargain may be struck there.”
“As you wish,” Grislik bowed.
“Is the wizard a particular friend or ally of yours?” Shannon asked Grislik.
“Cut him to pieces for all I care,” Grislik answered.
Bridget tried to ascertain if he was lying, but she was convinced that this was an honest response.
The adventurers left Grislik’s domain and headed for the other side of the mansion.
Heading to the other side of the manor.
“I know one thing,” Shannon announced. “I am not going to be in the back of this party!”
“Yes, I think Grislik is an evil man allied with Hert,” Bridget announced.
“Oh what gave that away?” Johann asked. “You mean just because he lives under the same roof as Hert and offered to give us one of his still living man-at-arms as a substitute corpse?”
“Well, you certainly got on with him,” Bridget angrily replied, bristling at Johann’s sarcasm.
“Hey, I just appreciate a fellow pragmatist,” Johann stated.
The adventurers headed down the hall.
To be continued…
Episode 28
Pogre’s campaign – To Save a Soul
The adventurers did not lower their arms save Shannon who said a prayer of healing over his wounds.
“Well?” Grislik asked. “Must we bash each other to bits or can we have a meeting of the minds that is profitable to us both?”
“We’re listening,” Johann replied.
“Surely you have some outward goals. I do not know you and I do not think you know me, but here my champion and one of my best men lay slain. I would like to avoid further bloodshed and perhaps are motives need not be conflicted.”
“Your men jumped us first,” Johann lied.
The warrior that had survived the melee quickly whispered something in his lord’s ear.
“I’m sure he’ll take your word for it,” Scapa whispered in clenched teeth to Johann.
“What do I care?” Johann questioned in similar tones back to the sorcerer.
Grislik raised his ear from his cohort’s informing mouth and smiled broadly at the party. “You know, I like how you people think. I do think we can work together! Now what it is it that you seek or desire?”
Johann laid it on the line, “We are in search of two bounty hunters that were sent here and did not report back.”
“Ah yes,” Grislik responded in an oily smooth voice, “those…Well, I did see them brought into the mansion, and I have heard them quite a bit the last few nights. It’s a very bitter serenade but I admit I have grown to like it.” The dark fighter flashed another smile. “Alas, I do not possess these men. They are currently enjoying the hospitality of a wizard at the other end of the manor.”
“Frendais Hert?” Bridget offered.
“The same,” Grislik offered.
“Look,” Johann began slowly, “all we really need is these two bounty hunters or what’s left of them. We have no quarrel with you or this wizard. Perhaps if we could arrange to just pick the bounty hunters up everybody could be happy.”
Shannon gave a loud growling cough indicating his displeasure.
Grislik smiled widely again. “You know the clothes they came in are just in the closet next to here. You could take these corpses and present them as the bounty hunters.”
“They are known to our patron,” Scapa replied curtly.
“That’s easily remedied,” Grislik replied. “Just smash the faces in beyond recognition and place the clothes on them. If their raised from the dead by a great cleric or even communicated with them, you could say an honest mistake was made.”
“Your champion’s frame is far too large,” Johann countered.
“Perhaps other arrangements could be made,” Grislik replied coolly. His head nodded with a wink to the remaining warrior. The man felt everyone’s eyes turn on him and he began to shake as he realized the proposition being made.
“No, no, our employer is far too clever for such a ruse,” Bridget declared. “Let us journey to the far side of this manse and see if a bargain may be struck there.”
“As you wish,” Grislik bowed.
“Is the wizard a particular friend or ally of yours?” Shannon asked Grislik.
“Cut him to pieces for all I care,” Grislik answered.
Bridget tried to ascertain if he was lying, but she was convinced that this was an honest response.
The adventurers left Grislik’s domain and headed for the other side of the mansion.
Heading to the other side of the manor.
“I know one thing,” Shannon announced. “I am not going to be in the back of this party!”
“Yes, I think Grislik is an evil man allied with Hert,” Bridget announced.
“Oh what gave that away?” Johann asked. “You mean just because he lives under the same roof as Hert and offered to give us one of his still living man-at-arms as a substitute corpse?”
“Well, you certainly got on with him,” Bridget angrily replied, bristling at Johann’s sarcasm.
“Hey, I just appreciate a fellow pragmatist,” Johann stated.
The adventurers headed down the hall.
To be continued…
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