Remnants of the Horde-Flight from Aruth

Somehwat recovered, Wekerak races back out of the room and tumbles toward the Ice Devil, aiming to land opposite Bargo and set up a flanking position.

Frostbite directs a blast of cold up at the source of the flame arrows.
 

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Uriel said:
... two Flaming arrows strike ... including fire and Sneak ... the second missed due to the blur spell ...

((OOC: Having concealment negates sneak attacks, PHB pg 50. :) Trying to save him some damage. ;)))
 

OOC: thanks Jeremy...that may help me live for a while...don't know if it works with blur though..

Reeling from the blast of heat and seeing that his compainions are in trouble but knowing that he could easily be killed by these Devils, Forlash once again concentrates his power, summoning up multiple images of himself to give him time to strike back.

OOC: casting mirror image on himself
 

103 hp - 59 + 28 = 71 hp's left

OOC: Durgo's golden dragonscale armor gives him ER 10 against the fire, which I'm assuming negates each damage.

Reassessing his foe, Durgo changes strategies. Dis one almost as strong as Ravarg! Almost... Remembering the strength of his dead brother, the ogre is reinvigorated. He presses the attack but is more guarded than before.

OOC: Atk +21/+16 melee (+3 Huge Warhammer; 2d6+23). AC goes back up to 27.
 
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OoC: My mistake, the 11 HP from fire is negated. As well, ferretguy reminded me at our RL game today that he had cast Stoneskin on everyone (except for for Frostbite and Bargo, <who has DR>), so that's -10 HP per hit for Durgo, making it 31HP less than I had posted. Wekerak
takes 10 less as does Forlash from the arrow and Kurg from the Devil's spear...

Wekerak tumbles forward, moving alongside the Ice Devil, hoping to set up an advantage for Bargo.

Frostbite cannot see a target, and it would be too far to breath upon anyways, as it is at least 40' up.

Two Flaming Arrows streak out of the sky, one hitting Frostbite <17HP>.
Peals of feminine laughter accompany the spectacle of the Winter Wolf's smoldering pelt.

Durgo swings again, connecting twice <57HP>, satisfying *Thuds* whelming into the towering Giant from his Maul.

OoC:Waiting on Bargo's attack choice.He has a +2 Flank mod from Wekerak.
Bargo is in G-22, Wekerak is in F-21. New Map to follow...
 


Hardly able to tell friend from foe from stone column, Bargo swings away recklessly.

((OOC: 5' step in on him, full attack with full reckless attack + rage. +23/+18, 4d8+38 (15-20/x2)))
 

14:Bargo- swings, hitting with his first attack and nailing the Devil with his second <65HP with the first hit,Crit on the second 96 HP damage...er> The Devil loos suprised as it is skewered by Elf-Hewer, falling to the ground, dead.

13:The Giant brings his full power to bear, lessened though it is due to Forlash's Magic.Hitting a mere once of his three attempts, the Giant still manages to give a telling blow < 27HP>.

12:Forlash casts Mirror Image upon himself, creating six aditional Forlashes.

10:Midnight Fang looking skyward sees a target, grins wickedly at this foolish creature. Seeing the Angelic looking Devil, she mutters 'Erinyes...' with a smug tone before raising her new Longsword, a gift from a now-dead Elf Warior-Mage and fires a Lightning Bolt at her.
<Hit,failed save, passes SR, 27HP electricity>.
The Erinyes shrieks in rage as Midnight Fang taunts her.

Round Three

Kurg, not wanting to become dead at the hands of the Giant, stays back, casting Bane on the Giant, though whether it affects him yet is still to be seen...

Wekerak is up...
 

Frostbite lopes away from the Erinyes, looking for an opening to use his breath weapon against the giant, without coming into reach of that club.

Wekerak, seeing the red fury in Bargo's eyes, tumbles away from the half-ogre, risking the giant's club in order to offer Durgo a similar advantage in his fight.

OOC: double move to try and flank the giant, using tumble in an attempt to avoid any AoO
 

Through the washed out haze of the Red and through chunks devil and devil blood in his eyes, Bargo can make out two shapes in front of him. One of them much bigger than the other. Roaring incoherently Bargo charges it seeking to slice through leg bone and muscle like a tasty haunch of meat.
 

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