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Ordrin thrusts his hammer into the air and bites the invocation of Moradin's hammer, a spectral war hammer apparating in front of the attackers (bonus action Spiritual Weapon, up to 60ft). The ghostly weapon swings into the boar in a luminescent arc (Attack: 16 + 4 (melee spell attack) + 1 (Bless); Damage: 1 + 2). Then he swings the real hammer into the shape of the All Father's holy glyph and utters the words to Sacred Flame the boar (cantrip action; Dex 12; Damage: 6).
OoC: Ranmilo casts prestidigitation to flavor up their post. Sorry, should have asked this at the same time, but how far away is the orc woman? Er, sorry, "ogress"?
Oh man, making me do the math again. How dare you, Esker!?
Unfortunately, I am a bad DM, and forgot to write the original data on the Ogress' distance. By the sounds of it to Anton, she's maybe 60 or so feet down.
I'm also going a little out of order with this one for cinematic reasons:
In another demonstration of archer prowess and tech savvy, Mixum puts another bolt straight into the giant boar head just right above an eye. It let's out a terrible shriek in pain, shakes his head in a desperate attempt to dislodging the burning bolt. It never even sees the hammer, but certainly felt it slam it snout first into the ground. Ordrin pauses for a heart beat upon noting it hadn't got up. Then another... Then a third....
Did that -- The thought is robbed from mind as a boar lets out a defiant huff from the ground, further scattering grass and dust kicked up from the slam. Boar's were relentless, and as a paragon of its kind if only in size, this was no less true. However, no more than a step into rising unto shaky hooves do divine flames wash over it, burning the last immediately visible vestige of life from vacant, red eyes.
Collapsing once more, it starts to naturally slide back down the hill if noone decide to intervene. It is at that moment the party hears another, more pleading cry of "RUU-DUU! RUUU-DUUU! GET UP! PLEASE! GET-UP!" from the 'ogress' further down the hill. Unfortunately without approaching the edge or light being cast down the hill, none have line of sight of her.
It is Anton's Turn. What does he do?
DM Secret Roll:
Morale Check - DC 13: 16.
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Curerntly: Player In: Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In: Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In: Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
Anton lets gravity take the boar's body, and shouts out to the woman, "Who are you? Why have you attacked us? Show yourself and there may be no need for further bloodshed." He begins sheathing his sword, but stays at the ready to draw it again should the woman continue to pose a threat.
I take it mechanically Anton is ready to draw/attack. Either way, not gonna penalize you for it.
Now on the Ogress' turn....
"Zuu-duu! My name! And.. and.. Only wanted things. Food. But you kill Ruu-duu! Now. Now you pay for killing brother!"You all hear the sound of her letting out a mighty roar that echoes into the night. Then, in between the time you hear heavy footfalls making its way up the hill of death, Anton, Archimedes, and Lokk can swear they hear the answering call of other roars and howls. All of it distant, yet far too close for comfort.
Lokk does something while in hiding...
What does Pip do? By your best guess, the Ogress(?) had to dash, but is only halfway up the hill at best.
As an aside, not going to be a complete B. of a DM. While you cannot call non-lethal damage for damaging spells, if anyone wishes to try to heal or stabilize the boar, they are welcome to make that medicine check(DC 12, given unique nature of the boar)/use alternate healing methods. Otherwise, who knows what happens after your following turns.
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Curerntly: Player In: Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In: Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In: Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
I take it mechanically Anton is ready to draw/attack. Either way, not gonna penalize you for it.
OoC: The intent was to end the turn with no weapon drawn so that by his turn he could draw either a melee or thrown weapon depending on the situation. I guess he didn't use an action, since he just stowed his sword, so I guess he'd be dodging...
Hearing the plaintive cries of the beast's "friend", Ordrin feels a tickle on the back of his neck. Perhaps it was his invocation of the Lady of Mercy, but a small feeling of emptiness appears in his stomach and starts to grow, spreading a cool, prickly sense of regret across his chest and up his neck. He had no illusions that the monstrous creature simply wanted to play, but perhaps an attempt to ease the ogress' misery might catch Sharindlar's eye and her favor upon them in this unwelcome situation. Ordrin steps within range and looks toward the sky, saying, "Dearest Sharindlar, Mother of Mercy, touch this unfortunate creature with your healing hand so that it, er he, might bring comfort to his companion that so violently plans to display her grief on us. Thanks be to your loving hand." Ordrin closes his eyes, casting Healing Word on the boar (heal: 3 +2).
Odrin can swear he feels a comforting hand on his shoulder after the prayer. A fleeting feeling, but as the heart and mind might turn to investigate, most on the crest hear the boar draw a shuddering breathe once more.
Turn Order(Round 2):
Odrin - 18 Anton - 12 Mixum - 12 ???(Ogress?) - 10 Ruu-Du(Giant Boar) - 6 (At 5 HP - Following Round) Lokk's - 3 Pip - 3 (Officially)
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Curerntly: Player In: Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In: Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In: Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
Mixum looks around for a moment and hears the howls of nearby enemies. Time to reassess. He holsters his hand bow (out of sight). He waits to see what happens next.
"Your boar is revived!" Anton calls out into the darkness. "Please, take this healing magic from my companion as a gesture of good faith, and call off your allies! We have no quarrel with you!"
Persuasion: 13
Anton puts a hand on the handle of a hand axe, ready to throw it at anyone who attacks them, but is hoping the fight ends here.
The heavy footfalls of the ogress continue unabated by any calls for peace. Yet, where she winds up just cresting the hill visible is by shallow breathing mound of muscle, bone, and fur. Her battle axe, if one could still call the crudely slap together slab of metal and wood, remains in hand as she tries to stay on guard while also fussing over the boar. "Ruu-duu... Ruu-duu, okay?" She asks during a rare moment of focusing solely on the boar.
Ruu-duu's answering groans and attempt to nuzzle against her hand. She bursts into a fresh set of tears that culminate into a great sobbing bellow into the night. After a few tense moments, the howls and stampeding of many feet peter out over the following few seconds. The deed, having been intentional or not, being done the Zuu-duu the Oggress(?) drops her axe to full on hug onto the giant boar that nearly dwarfed even her. "Almost lost you too brother. Than Zuu-duu be alone for good."She sobs into his fur, appearing to have forgotten about the group altogether.
Meanwhile, Lokk remained in hiding, though Odrin at least can hear the tension of a bowstring being lax from beside the horses.
Initiative Suspended. What does everyone wish to do now? Zuu-duu appears at least mollified for the moment. Also, now that she is moreso in the light, if any wishes to make a nature or history check to try and fully figure out what she might be, they can try.
Turn Order(Round 3):
Odrin - 18 Anton - 12 Mixum - 12 ???(Ogress?) - 10 Ruu-Du(Giant Boar) - 6 (At 5 HP - Following Round) Lokk's - 3 Pip - 3
Eyeing his splint mail piled up on the ground beside his bedroll, Ordrin slings his hammer and shield and takes a few tentative steps forward. As he does, the spiritual hammer silently vanishes. "Ah, Lass, your kin will be alright. The Lady of Mercy heard your cries and gave me the power to heal him. Why do you come here? We were only sleeping."
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Pip, seeing that things have calmed down some, eases up to where he can see the ogress woman. He takes a good look trying to determine who or what she may be.
Putting it altogether, Pip comes to the conclusion that Zuu-du is only a half-ogre. The natural, if often mind-boggling, result between a human and ogre pairing. Though they are not particularly very intelligent, they are usually leagues above even the smartest of their full ogre kin. They tend to enjoy the simple pleasures of life -- eating, drinking, and partying, being chief among those. Similiar to half-orcs, though usual not to as aggressive extremes, half-ogres typically lack in self-control (emotionally) and self-restraint(physically). Due to this chaotic nature, while it would not be strange to see one living in 'polite' society, most are not likely to be trusted; especially by dwarves, or fellow gnomes. Some are even pushed towards the fringes of society, if not out altogether if previously apart of a frontier village.
Odrin:
Zuu-duu's sobbing slowly calms down to a point she willing turns to face the party. But her expression remains wary as she clings onto Ruu-duu. "Zuu-duu and brother Ruu-duu just hungry. Mostly. So, when saw light -- fire in distance, and far from mean forest, thought we get some."At that point her stomach very noticeable rumbles, and expression scrunches up into a pained one. But she still wouldn't let go of the boar.
"People always scared of Zuu-duu and Ruu-duu.... Even when try to give shinies people like so much for stuff. Always not care. And sometimes... even hurt us. So... so hungry. So thought, not bother. Just scare'm enough to take what need. Rough'em up if like other bad people. But take only need."
Ordrin thrusts his hammer into the air and bites the invocation of Moradin's hammer, a spectral war hammer apparating in front of the attackers (bonus action Spiritual Weapon, up to 60ft). The ghostly weapon swings into the boar in a luminescent arc (Attack: 16 + 4 (melee spell attack) + 1 (Bless); Damage: 1 + 2). Then he swings the real hammer into the shape of the All Father's holy glyph and utters the words to Sacred Flame the boar (cantrip action; Dex 12; Damage: 6).
OoC: Is the boar still alive after Ordrin's turn?
"Darvin" | Changeling | Hexblade 1 / Swords Bard 6 | Descent Into Avernus (AC 19; PP 14; 52/52 HP)
Anton Chergoba | Human | Battlemaster 4 | Lost Mines of Phandelver (AC 20; PP 14; 36/36 HP)
Curerntly:
Player In:
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
OoC: Ranmilo casts prestidigitation to flavor up their post. Sorry, should have asked this at the same time, but how far away is the orc woman? Er, sorry, "ogress"?
"Darvin" | Changeling | Hexblade 1 / Swords Bard 6 | Descent Into Avernus (AC 19; PP 14; 52/52 HP)
Anton Chergoba | Human | Battlemaster 4 | Lost Mines of Phandelver (AC 20; PP 14; 36/36 HP)
In another demonstration of archer prowess and tech savvy, Mixum puts another bolt straight into the giant boar head just right above an eye. It let's out a terrible shriek in pain, shakes his head in a desperate attempt to dislodging the burning bolt. It never even sees the hammer, but certainly felt it slam it snout first into the ground. Ordrin pauses for a heart beat upon noting it hadn't got up. Then another... Then a third....
Did that -- The thought is robbed from mind as a boar lets out a defiant huff from the ground, further scattering grass and dust kicked up from the slam. Boar's were relentless, and as a paragon of its kind if only in size, this was no less true. However, no more than a step into rising unto shaky hooves do divine flames wash over it, burning the last immediately visible vestige of life from vacant, red eyes.
Collapsing once more, it starts to naturally slide back down the hill if noone decide to intervene. It is at that moment the party hears another, more pleading cry of "RUU-DUU! RUUU-DUUU! GET UP! PLEASE! GET-UP!" from the 'ogress' further down the hill. Unfortunately without approaching the edge or light being cast down the hill, none have line of sight of her.
It is Anton's Turn. What does he do?
DM Secret Roll:
Morale Check - DC 13: 16.
Curerntly:
Player In:
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
"Dear Sharindlar, that's pitiful," Ordrin mutters.
Anton lets gravity take the boar's body, and shouts out to the woman, "Who are you? Why have you attacked us? Show yourself and there may be no need for further bloodshed." He begins sheathing his sword, but stays at the ready to draw it again should the woman continue to pose a threat.
"Darvin" | Changeling | Hexblade 1 / Swords Bard 6 | Descent Into Avernus (AC 19; PP 14; 52/52 HP)
Anton Chergoba | Human | Battlemaster 4 | Lost Mines of Phandelver (AC 20; PP 14; 36/36 HP)
I take it mechanically Anton is ready to draw/attack. Either way, not gonna penalize you for it.
Now on the Ogress' turn....
"Zuu-duu! My name! And.. and.. Only wanted things. Food. But you kill Ruu-duu! Now. Now you pay for killing brother!" You all hear the sound of her letting out a mighty roar that echoes into the night. Then, in between the time you hear heavy footfalls making its way up the hill of death, Anton, Archimedes, and Lokk can swear they hear the answering call of other roars and howls. All of it distant, yet far too close for comfort.
Lokk does something while in hiding...
What does Pip do? By your best guess, the Ogress(?) had to dash, but is only halfway up the hill at best.
As an aside, not going to be a complete B. of a DM. While you cannot call non-lethal damage for damaging spells, if anyone wishes to try to heal or stabilize the boar, they are welcome to make that medicine check(DC 12, given unique nature of the boar)/use alternate healing methods. Otherwise, who knows what happens after your following turns.
Curerntly:
Player In:
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
OoC: The intent was to end the turn with no weapon drawn so that by his turn he could draw either a melee or thrown weapon depending on the situation. I guess he didn't use an action, since he just stowed his sword, so I guess he'd be dodging...
"Darvin" | Changeling | Hexblade 1 / Swords Bard 6 | Descent Into Avernus (AC 19; PP 14; 52/52 HP)
Anton Chergoba | Human | Battlemaster 4 | Lost Mines of Phandelver (AC 20; PP 14; 36/36 HP)
Curerntly:
Player In:
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
On Ordrin's turn:
Hearing the plaintive cries of the beast's "friend", Ordrin feels a tickle on the back of his neck. Perhaps it was his invocation of the Lady of Mercy, but a small feeling of emptiness appears in his stomach and starts to grow, spreading a cool, prickly sense of regret across his chest and up his neck. He had no illusions that the monstrous creature simply wanted to play, but perhaps an attempt to ease the ogress' misery might catch Sharindlar's eye and her favor upon them in this unwelcome situation.
Ordrin steps within range and looks toward the sky, saying, "Dearest Sharindlar, Mother of Mercy, touch this unfortunate creature with your healing hand so that it, er he, might bring comfort to his companion that so violently plans to display her grief on us. Thanks be to your loving hand."
Ordrin closes his eyes, casting Healing Word on the boar (heal: 3 +2).
Still on Pip's Turn, but for ease:
Odrin can swear he feels a comforting hand on his shoulder after the prayer. A fleeting feeling, but as the heart and mind might turn to investigate, most on the crest hear the boar draw a shuddering breathe once more.
Turn Order(Round 2):
Odrin - 18
Anton - 12
Mixum - 12
???(Ogress?) - 10
Ruu-Du(Giant Boar) - 6 (At 5 HP - Following Round)
Lokk's - 3
Pip - 3 (Officially)
Curerntly:
Player In:
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
Pip watches as the events unfold and Odrin was now healing the boar that was rushing up the hill towards them.
He waits to see what transpires and so dodges as his action.
Turn Order(Round 3):
Odrin - 18
Anton - 12
Mixum - 12
???(Ogress?) - 10
Ruu-Du(Giant Boar) - 6 (At 5 HP - Following Round)
Lokk's - 3
Pip - 3
Curerntly:
Player In:
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
Mixum looks around for a moment and hears the howls of nearby enemies. Time to reassess. He holsters his hand bow (out of sight). He waits to see what happens next.
"Your boar is revived!" Anton calls out into the darkness. "Please, take this healing magic from my companion as a gesture of good faith, and call off your allies! We have no quarrel with you!"
Persuasion: 13
Anton puts a hand on the handle of a hand axe, ready to throw it at anyone who attacks them, but is hoping the fight ends here.
"Darvin" | Changeling | Hexblade 1 / Swords Bard 6 | Descent Into Avernus (AC 19; PP 14; 52/52 HP)
Anton Chergoba | Human | Battlemaster 4 | Lost Mines of Phandelver (AC 20; PP 14; 36/36 HP)
The heavy footfalls of the ogress continue unabated by any calls for peace. Yet, where she winds up just cresting the hill visible is by shallow breathing mound of muscle, bone, and fur. Her battle axe, if one could still call the crudely slap together slab of metal and wood, remains in hand as she tries to stay on guard while also fussing over the boar. "Ruu-duu... Ruu-duu, okay?" She asks during a rare moment of focusing solely on the boar.
Ruu-duu's answering groans and attempt to nuzzle against her hand. She bursts into a fresh set of tears that culminate into a great sobbing bellow into the night. After a few tense moments, the howls and stampeding of many feet peter out over the following few seconds. The deed, having been intentional or not, being done the Zuu-duu the Oggress(?) drops her axe to full on hug onto the giant boar that nearly dwarfed even her. "Almost lost you too brother. Than Zuu-duu be alone for good." She sobs into his fur, appearing to have forgotten about the group altogether.
Meanwhile, Lokk remained in hiding, though Odrin at least can hear the tension of a bowstring being lax from beside the horses.
Initiative Suspended. What does everyone wish to do now? Zuu-duu appears at least mollified for the moment. Also, now that she is moreso in the light, if any wishes to make a nature or history check to try and fully figure out what she might be, they can try.
Turn Order(Round 3):Odrin - 18
Anton - 12
Mixum - 12
???(Ogress?) - 10
Ruu-Du(Giant Boar) - 6 (At 5 HP - Following Round)
Lokk's - 3
Pip - 3
Curerntly:
Player In:
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)
Eyeing his splint mail piled up on the ground beside his bedroll, Ordrin slings his hammer and shield and takes a few tentative steps forward. As he does, the spiritual hammer silently vanishes. "Ah, Lass, your kin will be alright. The Lady of Mercy heard your cries and gave me the power to heal him. Why do you come here? We were only sleeping."
Pip, seeing that things have calmed down some, eases up to where he can see the ogress woman. He takes a good look trying to determine who or what she may be.
Nature 18
Odrin:
Zuu-duu's sobbing slowly calms down to a point she willing turns to face the party. But her expression remains wary as she clings onto Ruu-duu. "Zuu-duu and brother Ruu-duu just hungry. Mostly. So, when saw light -- fire in distance, and far from mean forest, thought we get some." At that point her stomach very noticeable rumbles, and expression scrunches up into a pained one. But she still wouldn't let go of the boar.
"People always scared of Zuu-duu and Ruu-duu.... Even when try to give shinies people like so much for stuff. Always not care. And sometimes... even hurt us. So... so hungry. So thought, not bother. Just scare'm enough to take what need. Rough'em up if like other bad people. But take only need."
Curerntly:
Player In:
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Madman-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77)