Barkas growls, turning to the orc to the south, making a sound like he remembers some of the panther’s essence in his memory.  He takes his wallopin stick and swings it at the orc, connecting with him.  Meanwhile, the Ogre stays under the burning light of the moonbeam.  Lastly, as a bonus action, Barkas heals himself with a healing word.  “Hang in there fellers!”

Action : Shillelagh 19 to hit on the orc to the south, for 10 points of bludgeoning damage.  

Moonbeam : 8 points of radiant damage to the Ogre, Con save of 13 to cut in half.  

Bonus action : Healing Word for 5 points of healing to himself, followed by an additional 10 points of healing from his twinkling Beer Mug form.  

Ogre Save:  8

Neral't appears behind one of the Orcs menacing the beleaguered Droknin.  The attack echoed through the spectral warrior misses, but it is enough to attract that Orcs attention, as it has no desire to be flanked.  Meanwhile, Barkas and Droknin batter and bite the Ogre, which had been largely unscathed but is now bruised and bleeding.  It also suffers another round of burning under the moonbeam.  Upstairs, Aranea stabs the attacking Orc, wounding it badly but unable to lay it low yet.

The two Orcs near Droknin, surprised by the appearance of Neral't behind them, are thrown off on their next attacks.

Greataxe Attack on Neral't:  6  (Critical Miss)

Greataxe Attack on Droknin:  6  (Critical Miss)

Both these Orcs flail about awkwardly, their previously precise strikes now clumsy and off-balance.  [Attacks against either Orc next round will have advantage.  These are the two Orcs west of Droknin.]

The Orc near Barkas has no such trouble, landing a glancing blow on the druid with its axe.

Greataxe Attack on Barkas:  24  Slashing Damage:  5

Up top, the Orc makes another slash at Aranea, but misses.

Greataxe Attack on Aranea:  15 (Miss)

The Ogre, hurt by the confusing moonlight beam, makes a furious slam with its club down on the valiant lion-man.

GreatClub Attack on Droknin:  26  Bludgeoning Damage:  23

The Party is Back Up!

"You got this?", T'laren asks before vanishing and Neral't joins Aranea and the orc atop the tower.

He slashes at the stumbling orc that is facing Droknin, seeking to draw more heat off his ally.

Scimitar Attack: 16 Damage: 8

((Bonus action to swap places, Action to attack))

Barkas con save of 20, he’s able to maintain the moonbeam.  The moonbeam stays on the Ogre, doing an additional 7 points of radiant damage, DC 13 con save to cut this in half.  

Meanwhile, Barkas focuses his swing on the orc to the south of him, trying to put him down.  

Shillelagh to orc : 22 to hit, for 6 points of bludgeoning damage.  

As a bonus action, seeing the massive hit that Droknin sustained and watching him crumple, he decides to heal him yet again.  He casts 2nd level healing word on the Leonin, for 8 points of healing, and an additional 11 points of healing from the starry beer mug form that his body is in, and he nervously says “Running out of healing…. we need to end this…”

(So, total of 19 points of healing to Droknin after the Ogre beatdown.)

(Droknin takes 11 dmg)

The Big Cat already had one big bump on one side of his head, now get received another one.

Death Save: 12

((Barkas performed his action after you went down, Droknin.  Saw the damage and acted before you had a chance to post, sorry.))

(Ops. Totally my bad. I will fix my post.)

With two big bumps on his head, Droknin is not having a good time at this point. He does a quick fist bump to Barkas, then he growls. "Now, that does it. You are going down big one!"

Bite Attack: 15 Damage: 11 (If the bite attack hits, Droknin restores 2HP.)

(If the GM allows, instead of biting the Ogre on his hand.)

Droknin springs his powerful Leonin hind legs, jumps as high as he can, and bites deep into the Ogre's neck. If he finds purchase, he will keep his muzzle like a vice to finish the big brute off.

Athletics: 25

 (Nat1 and Nat20 on the same roll. LOL)

Aranea dodges nimbly out of the way of the orc's clumsy attack. She gives it a vicious smile as she plunges her rapier deep into its chest.

Attack: 26 Damage: 9

Ogre Save:  13

Three more Orcs fall, as T'laren, Aranea and Barkas all strike true and finish off their targets.  That leaves just a lone Orc on the ground, and the last mighty Ogre.

The remaining Orc squares up with T'laren, swiping its axe down in a fierce arc.

Greataxe Attack on T'laren:  24  Slashing Damage:  13

[Based on the actions above, I am going to rule that Droknin has grappled the Ogre.  The Bite attack doesn't allow for an optional grapple, as cool as that might be.  So Droknin has bitten the Ogre's neck and his holding him in place, but no damage and no bonus HP.]

The Ogre, bewildered by its ensnarement by Droknin's fangs, flails wildly with its club but misses the barbarian.

GreatClub Attack on Droknin:  11  (Miss)

The Party is Back Up!  Its Nearly Over!

T'laren draws in a breath at the greataxe clipping him, before bringing both scimitars to bear on the orc in front of him.

Action: Scimitar Attack: 16 Damage: 9
Bonus Action: Offhand Scimitar Attack: 17 Damage: 2

Seeing he found purchase with his fangs, Droknin bites harder on the Ogre's neck.

Bite Attack: 16 Damage: 9 (If the bite attack hits, Droknin restores 2HP.)

Athletics: 9 (to keep the grapple)

T'laren's blades whirl and Droknin's teeth gnash.  With a final bit of primal fury, the battle draws to a close as the last Orc and Ogre fall.  As the screams of the dying and scraping of metal on armor fade, the party is left standing amidst a heap of corpses, the blood of Orcs, Ogres, Dwarves, Leonin and Human all mixing together in the beach grass growing inside the ruins of the old monastery.  

All is now quiet under the midnight sky.

As the two down here fall, T'laren's first thought is to Aranea at the top of the tower, who he left with a foe to face. Neral't swiftly rises above the edge of the parapet before he swaps with his echo and lands lightly beside her. 

Seeing the downed orc, he gives a deep sigh and centers himself.

(Second Wind: 7)

The moonbeam fades away and Barkas prompltly sits down roughly on the grass beside the bodies, feeling spent.  Barkas looks over at Droknin, saying “Ugh.  You look terrible, my furry friend.  You look about the same as I feel.  I’ve got a tiny bit more of healing, but thas about it.  I need a long sleep before I can do anything like that again.  We’re lucky to alive, my friends, there were so many of them.”  Barkas leans back against the wall, closing his eyes for a moment.  The twinkly light of a beer mug still formed on his chest and legs.  

From atop the tower, T'laren and Aranea are able to surveil the compound at their leisure, without threat of attack.  

Campfires still burn, unattended, in each of the four corner courtyards that surround a central, dilapidated shrine or temple.  Orcish tents and bedrolls line the walls, as well as weapons, crates and barrels... likely the spoils of their raiding on the Triboar Trail.

The inner building is in better shape than the compounds outer wall, and its doors are still intact and closed.  A bell tower rises above the tiled roof.

"Bah!! I fell GREATTT!!!!" Droknin replies to Barkas. "It has been too long since I felt like my young self. Now, that was a great fight. I do hope we have more of those!!!" (LOL) Droknin shakes his mane to get rid of the excess blood off his fur, then takes a deep breath and give his signature smile to Dwarf.

"I'm feeling alright, I'll scout the building."

T'laren will leapfrog with Neral't along the wall south from the tower, then up to the roof of the shrine, moving towards the bell tower, arrow half drawn.