The Sceptre of Kings-A Heroic Dwarven Quest

"you fight well together. if you still want to fight and are interested, i have a plan. if the wizard's wall will stay even if a hole is broken through by the giants it will minimize the amount of foes that come through the hole. the area is not that wide anyhow. if all goes well. Turlough and i can sneak around from the rear and thin out the ranks. we have to make sure we dont get caught in the middle of the giants and the other beasts that are not far behind. What say ye? or more importantly, what say your prince?"
 

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OOC: I inherited the name, but I like it too! :)

Turlough quickly appraises the ogre mage's equipment, grabbing anything that looks like it could be of value. If there's a bag or pack he'll sling it over his shoulder. Then he'll drop an alchemists' fire on the fallen ogre mage.

"A lot of us are injured, some pretty badly. And the spellcasters are running low. Sounds like most want to retreat."
 

"Let's get out of here, hey lads?" Stori unfolds his portable hole and places it on the floor.

"If everyone gets into this, I can teleport us all out of here and back to the surface. It'll be a bit of a tight squeeze, but it'll only be for a minute or two."
 

Elspeth will check the room for anything and keep an eye on the southern door while the party re-groups, "Yes, let's get out of here.".
 

"Aye lets get out of here, I think that the portal will work for now." Mogyrm says, launching another mind thrust at the Hill Giant through the hole it has carved into the ice wall. Then he moves directly to the door and into the troll room.
 

"i shall follow along and provide what help i can"
with that, Terrick decides to follow Turlough and Elspeth out of the room in a defensive manner towards the portal out.
 



Stori unfolds his Portable Hole.
Turlough performs a coup de grace on the Ogre Mage, engulfing his head in the Alchemist's Fire.
Mohgrym is unable to see his target for the Psion, but keeps it ready in case a Giant should break through.
Rament,Elspeth,Duranom,Alembregh and Denzenai leap into the Hole.

A smashing sound sends a huge chunk of the Ice Wall flying inwards to smash upon the corridor, the head of a Hill Giant comes through, as does it's shoulders.

Mohgrym's Psion erupts, causing the Giant to slump, creating a new blockade for those behind him.
The sound of enraged Trolls and the bark of Orcish voices can be heard behind, as well as the smashing of hammers upon the Ice Wall.

Turlough grabs the Ogre Mage's Satchel and runs for it, laughing like a young rascal as he leaps into the Portable Hole.

Terrick,Untryn and Mohgrym follow, as does anyone else not yet inside.

Stori casts his Teleport...

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Stori opened the Portable Hole just as those inside were starting to get alarmed at the close space. Climbing out, they see the hills overlooking the entrance to Cuvaghn. terrick is immediately forced to shield his eyes, as the Sun is bright and merciless to one bred to darkness.
Untryn zips off, gleefully laughing and flying here and there, enjoying his newfound freedom, so recently escaped from Slavery.

Later, back at the Inn-turned-Keep, with hot food and strong ale, the band takes a well earned rest and gets a chance to reflect upon their recent adventure.

OoC: I will do a tally on XP and let you folks know where you stand.
 

what is up

terrick takes a small leave to visit his brother and see what he can find out about recent news in the caves... the network is always moving.
 

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