Remnants of the Horde-Flight from Aruth

[Jeremy]

Bargo roars a challenge, kicks the flesh golems head towards the newcomers and crashes his foot back down, misty blue magic swirling around him.

Lowering his blade before him he charges forward (C6) trying to skewer the first puny one.

OOC: Power Attack 8 hoping for a messy crit. (12-20/x2)

 

[ferretguy]

snickering to himself Forlash points his wand at one of the surviving Grimlocks, allowing the pure energy to slam into the twisted and burned body.

ooc: lvl 5 magic missle 3d4+3

 

[Velenne]

Felling the last of the armored golems with a blow that could splinter an ancient tree, Durgo's red-rimmed eyes fall upon the newest band soon-to-be corpses. He kicks a chunk of one of the golems on them as he charges directly into their midsts, bellowing all the way.

"ZUREGATH LIVES! ALL YOU... DIE!"

Durgo raises his Maul over his head, drops it in a great arc to his right, (causing a great whoosh of air around those near him), and brings it up under a troll's chin with his last word.

OOC: Full PA + RA + Charge Attack: +14 (2d6+57) (AC drops to 17) Hoping to decend right into the midst of them and force some through his reach and maximize Great Cleave potential on surviving grimlocks.

 

[Uriel]

ROUND FOUR

Wekerak 26
Kurg 25
Midnight Fang 24
Frostibe 24
Forlash 14
Bargo 6
Durgo 5



Wekerak Charges the nearest Grimlock, hittng the brute with his spear <9HP>, as well as Frostbite biting him < 15 HP >, though he fails to knock him down.


Kurg is up...

 

[Orochi]

Kurg growls at the newest group of enemies, his wounds paining him as he does. The filth-fleshed armor creatures were too strong by far, and these newest arrivals did not look any less tough or more edible. He knew he needed time to heal his wounds, though it would use up his most powerful remaining curative magic to staunch this. But he also knew that there were ways he could influence this battle without getting too close to these disgusting things. He threw back his maw in a great howl, blasting nearly solid sound into the trolls as he unleashed the magic of his helm and his rage at them.

(OOC: Going to the next magic item, and using the helm's Sound Burst spell, aiming behind the center troll and trying to catch as many enemies as possible in the blast without nailing allies)

 

[Uriel]

Kurg casts his Sound Burst <In D-2>, catchingall three trolls and the central Grimlock. None fall from the blast, though they all seem to have been injured. <5 HP, none are stunned>

Midnight fang, relieved that she can finally kill her opponants, pulls a slender dagger from a sheath,castig it at the left-most Grimlock, the blade finding purchase in the beasts arm.
The Grimlock looks annoyed then suddenly pained , then it slumps to the ground, dead. Midnight Fang grins and casts her Dart at the furthest Troll, though the weapon misses and flies back through the air, returning to Midnight Fang a few seconds later.

The Troll in C-2 raises a massive Axe,Charging Bargo <suffering 11 HP frm Frostbite in an AofOp>, slamming the Half-Ogre with his massive Blade < 17HP after DR>.Bargo was a bit Mad, the troll was bigger than Bargo, and nothing should be bigger than Bargo!

The rightmost Troll Charges Durgo in the same manner, thundering past the Grimlock and swinging it's huge Mace at Durgo, though it misses him. Kurg takes the opportunity to get in a free blow, smashing the Troll with his Flail <13 HP>.

The middle Troll attacks Wekerak, hitting him with only one claw <13 HP>, it's attempt to rend him failing.
These were not your average trolls, being armed and much more solid looking than ones you had known before.

Forlash pelts the rightmost grimlock with a trio of Magic Missiles <11HP>.

Bargo laffs a bit, shifting his stance, moving just a bit to the west...and slams Elf-Hewer into the Troll, critically hjitting the thing <118 HP, er...>, cutting it clean in two. The pieces hit the floor, wriggling and writhing as they do. Bargo smiles satisfied, THAT wuz how you did a Troll, quick and mighty!

Durgo, mad at how Bargo was attacking just a little before him, and gettin' all the good Kills, smashes the Troll with a mighty swing,catching it in the jaw <67 HP>,sending it reeling to the ground, it's neck snapped...

The two remaining Grimlocks, not aware of the deaths of the trolls, attack. The Grimlock on Wekerak swings it's Greataxe, missing him with both of it's attempts to hit him.

The sole remaining Grimlock Charges Kurg, hitting the Gnoll with it's Axe <19HP. Kurg now down 77HP, counting the 9 temp from AByssal Might, already deducted>.

Durgo can't believe the luck he have today, taking such a free delicious opportunity to SMASH the stupid Grimlock that stray too close <AofOp, hit, 68HP,dead>. The Grimlock actually lost it's head from Durgo's swing, spraying Kurg with gore (Durgo doubt the gnoll mind too much).


ROUND FIVE

Wekerak realizes that he is not where he wants to be,disengages from Combat, drawing the grimlock South, to his Allies...
The Grimlock takes a swipe at Frostbite, but misses thanks to Wekerak's skilled Riding. The Troll hits the Goblin, however, dealing a bit of damage <13HP>.

Kurg is up once more...

 

[Jeremy]

Bargo grunts at the last hit, it was too close to a mortal blow, but Bargo is neither intelligent nor cautious enough to care. In his current mindset he is proving that he is mightiest. Durgo never did care for mojo, but Bargo--Bargo would use any advantage it took to win. "Your brudda gots an ouchie troll," he growls before a wide black-toothed crooked grin spreads across his face. "Bargo give you one too," the hideous earless monster taunts.

Still magically hasted he advances to drop the last troll, taking his time lining up the shots trying to find it's soft spots.

 

[Orochi]

Another wound, another pain, more fury to add to the furnace. But at the same time, the words of the hag, and the words of Yeenoghu himself echo in the warrior priests mind, words about not everyone surviving this fight. And in those seconds he sees his mistake. What is the purpose of cultivating a meat shield if you do not use it? Far better to stay back, to allow others to bear the scars, than to risk himself. And so he steps back, summoning healing power into himself and feeling the flow of blood conjeal and slow, though not stop completely.

(backing up and casting my other Cure Moderate Wounds on myself)

 

[Uriel]

Kurg retreats, casting Cure Moderate WOunds upon himself
< 22HP restored>

Midnight Fang smiles wickedly, raising the Sword she had so recently taken from an Elf...intoning some Elvish Word , she laughs in glee as a bolt of lightning fires from the Sword, striking the Troll in the chest, though not as solid as she would like
<15 HP>. The Troll bellows in anger and orientes on the slight Half-Fiend...

<Frostbite acted with Wekerak>


The last troll closes the distance to Midnight Fang, hitting her with it's massive Axe <14 HP>, not noticing the grin on her face as it comes within range of a certain massive Blade, Bargo making the stoopid troll pay. <Bargo hits for 39HP AofOp>.So nice of troll to come to Bargo...

Forlash also Holds... seeing that things seem well in hand.
He keeps an eye on the far door.


And now it Bargo's turn! Grinning in gore-splattered glee, Bargo hacksinto the troll again with Elf-Hewer <71HP in one crit blow>.

The Troll falls, dead...

Forlash quickly says, with eyes still upon the far door



'We need to burn them, quick...' , even as the troll's parts begin crawling together, sinew and viscera snaking outto reattach...

 

[ferretguy]

As it seems now we have made our announcement of our presence, perhaps it would behoove us to not rush further into this domicile without more protection? Hmmmmmmm??
Reaching into his pack, Forlash removes several scrolls....Mother used to always say...."better our enemies blood then our own.." yesss....hmmmm....yessss
Taking a moment to summon the power invested in these rolls of vellum, Forlash incribes protective magics upon the gmoll, goblin, 1/2 fiend and lastly himself...

ooc: casting stoneskin on those 4 noted....hoping someone takes care of those troll bodies.....