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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Sadras" data-source="post: 7639394" data-attributes="member: 6688277">My group played on Saturday completing the Chapter 5 Den of Hill Giants of Storm King's Thunder. We started around 12 and finished around 4:30 - there was an hour of pre-planning and decision-making with a little bit of roleplay and exploration (discovery) in the end, but essentially we had 3 hours of pure glorious combat.One PC drank a potion of enlarge and engaged the ogres and giants shielding his allies from much of the danger. The rest of the PCs assisted him in unleashing hurt on the monsters. The ogres waded in first, followed closely by the giants who threw chairs, small furniture, barrels and oil lamps at the PCs. Goblins fired volley after volley from their advantageous position, high up in the wooden ledges, remembering to hide, while starved wolves viciously barked nearby, banging against their cage doors. Guh banged her club unceremoniously on the ground and wall behind her, demanding they bring her the filthy halfling to taste who had angered her with his constant chatter. An alarm bell sounded off erratically in the background alerting all the residents of Grudd Haug of an attack. Meanwhile the Watermaster, a proud Hobgoblin warrior in his own right, along with the kitchen staff entered the fray, dodging and weaving the movement of the hill giants, hiding behind benches and pillars, in effort to get to the cage-kennels and unleash the fury of the wolves. A well placed fireball decimated the goblin cook and his assistants.As the mountain of corpses grew around the grown PC, providing much cover for the party from the volley of arrows, one of the armoured hill giants (horse-barding fashioned around his left arm like a gladiatior) engaged in a mighty grapple with the enlarged Battlemaster pulling him away, until they rolled back on the crisscrossing wooden beams over the stench producing hole. The beams unable to take the weight of both creatures, cracked and tore, sending both character and hill giant falling through into Oinky-Boinky's, the Ettin's, pigden below. The Watermaster, finally reached the wolves and released them, ordering them to attack the intruders, the wolves dashed, climbing and ferociously bounding over corpses of hill giants and ogres to feast upon the hidden spellcasters. Meanwhile fresh danger loomed as two further hill giants arrived from the entrance, one of them covered in blood, and holding a large meat-cleaver. He ushered in his pet, an otyugh. Chief Guh laughed heartily as she bore witness to the battle that had now turned in her force's favour.    But unbeknownst to her, the fighter-rogue, who was engaged in fending off the wolves from her teammates, had one more trick up her sleeve... That was the first hour and half. Now I ask you, who needs 6-8 encounters per day?</blockquote>

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