Remnants of the Horde-Flight from Aruth

[Jeremy]

Bargo follows the other two out into the yard, moves to I12, and slashes Elf-Splitter down into the rose hedge, cleaving into it with all his might.

 

[Uriel]

The Dragon regards Durgo as one would a simpleton child and says 'My fires are Hot, Ogre, but that Cottage is not what it seems.No wood is that, but the stuff of Nightmares and Dreams most Foul wove together into twisted reality.'

Bargo moves to the rose bushes, and hacks into them with Elf-Hewer.
A cloud of dried petals hand in the air for a brief moment and then explode in an acidic ball.

<Bargo takes 28 HP acid damage, missed his save, sorry>.

OoC:Waiting on MF,Kurg and Wekerak's actions...

 

[Orochi]

Kurg looks down at the pile of ash before him for a moment, spitting into the blaspheming wood corpse who had questioned Yeenoghu's power. He notices Bargo as the ogre-kin is engulfed in rose colored acid, trails of smoke rising from his flesh. He feels the pain of his own wounds, the sharp scratches of wood and the lingering cold of the creatures failed attempt to drain his life force. He slowly moves towards the elf-ogre hybrid, his paw retaining its sickly curative glow, though it is not as strong as the one he used against the tree thing. He touches his wounds gently, using some of that energy to heal himself.

(Casting Cure Serious Wounds on myself and walking carefully towards Bargo)

 

[Velenne]

Durgo's simple mind has no concept of what the dragon just said. He shrugs, deciphering it to mean the wyrm can't burn down the cottage that easily and resigns himself to wading through the corpses of his enemies, feasting on their flesh and growing drunk on their blood. Durgo can live with that.

Seeing as how all the plants in the area seem to be alive in some way, he spies the door warily.

"Den how we get in?"

 

[Jeremy]

Bargo roars, clawing at the skin melting off his face. He staggers, blinded, over towards one of the burning treants and in a rage hefts and heaves it up over his head. His obscenely huge muscles bulge and and expand like ballons as he staggers forward a few steps and hurls the flaming treant like a taper, straight into the heart of the rose bush, his hands and arms on fire, his face and chest horribly acid scarred, Bargo collapses on the ground.

 

[Uriel]

Er..he Treat is HUGE, but this is pretty funny.

IC: Bargo moves to the Treant even as Kurg sneaks up,looking to heal him,talk to him or whatever is in his crafty Gnoll's Heart.

Hefting mightily <Str test 25, rolled a 27 total>, Bargo lifts and tears off a sizable hunk if burning treant-wight. While some of the undead falls away, ashes and soot, the bulk of the creature is lifted and hurled fully a dozen feet into the rose bush. Onlokers see, just before the bushes go up in flames, tiny ghoulish faces, one oer rose bud, scream in horror at the hurling Inferno, then the are silenced in a great smashng and burning.

Bargo takes some burning damage from the Fire < 10 HP agter DR>, then he falls to the ground, wishing there was something easy to battle...like a horde of trolls, or a Demon-Lord, or a Purple Worm or a...

Kurg casts Cure Serious Wounds upon himself <23 HP restored>.

The Dragon seems genuinely amused at Bargo's display of strength, as well as impressed.
Turning to Durgo, he says 'Had I known that half-breeds had such Fire, then would I have spawned an army of them. You must be proud, Durgo-Zuregath's-Scion.'

 

[Velenne]

Durgo simply sneers, looking at his halfbreed son with disgust.

"Him only half-Muragar, but him got good half. Stupid elfie blood make crazy 'doh," he says, then turns back to the matter at hand, "How we get in cottage, dragon?"

 

[Uriel]

The Dragon looks at the Cottage long and hard, peering intently at it from every angle. Finally it says 'I should think the front door would be the best bet.'
Then, leaping skyward, the Dragon takes to the air, hovering above the Cottage at about 50 feet.
Looking down. it says in a booming tone 'I have business North, Scions-of-Zuregath. I will meet Thee in a Fortnight at Zuregath's Castle, then to bring repayment for your aid in freeing me. You and he will need it, for many Eyes are cast at his Hoard, and his Domain. Tell Zuregath that Rulgiir Bloodfang comes to aid him in his time of need, seeking only to repay your Help. Zuregath knows my Word to be True.'
Then, the Great Fire Dragon wings his way up and North, streaking over the Marshlands and out of sight...

The Cottage awaits...

 

[Capellan]

Wekerak glowers at the retreating dragon, clearly suspicious of its intent, then turns to Kurg,

"Wizard's dead or dying." he reminds the gnoll in taciturn tones, "I can find him. Can you heal?"

 

[Orochi]

Kurg looks back at the wolf rider, his the glow fading from his paw as he does.

"I heal enough to make walk. Can't waste too much magic too early."