Phrael manages to destroy another one of the striges leaving only one to deal with -

The remaining stirge attacks again Quinn, but finds it hard to pass from the protection provided by Kebron's shield

Attack: 10 Damage: 5

disadvantage

Attack: 8 Damage: 5

Before the troll does anything, you can see how its wounds close a bit, and the blood that was pouring from them immeditaly is aboserd biy its skin. Durnan how didn't seem surprised by this kept his guard up all the time and received all of the troll's attacks without fliching:

The troll first attacks with both claws -

Attack: 19 Damage: 10

Attack: 24 Damage: 10

After those attacks the troll attempts to take a bit out of Durnan's arm -

Attack: 24 Damage: 10

 Durnan only takes the first attack made by the Troll, and turns to everyone currently helping him to deal with the problem -
Now it's our turn, let's take em down!

OOC: Flux maybe bring the heals or half the party is gonna croak!

It wasn't necessarily the wisest course of action. But having been ignored by the troll Flux blood began to boil. Almost literally. The water that usually collected easily in his hair began to turn into vapor as he lets out a draconic roar this time and charged down the beast. If it looked possible to Shove it back down the hole he would do it. Otherwise, he settled for trying to knock it off its feet by taking out one its legs.

Athletics: 12 vs Troll's Strength(Athletics) or Dexterity(Acrobatics).

The troll still focusing on Durnan leaves a wide opening for Flux's charge, when he receives the impact tries to hold his ground : 

20

Flux turns down and sees its feet's claws strongly grabbing to the floor. The troll doesn't budge an inch and glances at Flux confused...should I be hungry or thirsty? It wonders

Don't let it get to you boy! - Says Durnan and attacks again four times 

 24 dmg 10

 28 dmg 10

 9 dmg 10

 18 dmg 10

Yagra attempts once more to hit the troll with her mace taking advantage of Durnans vicious attack 

 20 dmg 5

Once more the Troll grabs the mace, but this time it uses her momentum to pivot and throw the mace down the pit.

Yagra's fear was now evident to everyone close enough to see her face.

 ((OOC are there Stirges left?))

Quinn will take another shot at the troll attack 14; dmg 7 + SA 4

(As far as I've been able to tell, there is still the one next to Quinn left.)

Kebron charges at the final Stirge and attacks

Attack: 9 Damage: 9

Kebro'ns attack certainly deals with the last stirge and after he lands his attack, he turns to the people surrounding the fight and notice how people starts to clap and shout after the troll hit the ground with a bolt protruding from his forehead... people get near each one of the brave group of adventurers who never hesitated to jump into action and thank them energously, some even asked for their names but the comment that was most appreciatted by the group came from Durnan -

You fought well - He said as he returned to his usual spot behind the bar

Yagra drops to a chair and tries to catch her breath as another figure makes way elbowing people and places himself where he thinks all of you would be able to hear what he has to say:

“You be adventurers, am I right? I could use your help. Let’s find a table to talk, shall we?” - You recognize this person as Volothamp Geddarm known to most Waterdavians as a braggart and a notorious embellisher of facts.

Despite being covered in Sweat, Blood and Stirge innards, Kebron takes a little victory lap around the the patrons gladly accepting their cheers and gratitudes. Then turns to Volo. 

“Iffin that table be having a drink and a towel, aye I’ll sit wit ya and lissen to what’s so important to ya. Actually you can skip the towel, but I really needs that drink. 

Quinn puts thier crossbow on thier back and walks to the table having a seat as they give  Volo a curt nod but saying nothing.

After attempt to rip out a few teeth and seeing to it the body was disposed one way or another, Flux joins the others. Any questions or accolades thrown his direction are met with either confused monosyllabic answers or brushed off in favor of setting right chairs or tables.

Before long, Flux makes to join the others at Volo's table with shield at his feet, and arms crossed over his chest. "What is it this, Volo? Someone got upset from one of your wild tales?" Flux intones in coolly. 

Phrael was quick to join at the table with the others. Long bow resting against the tables edge, while he himself slumped into a chair. The wood elf, as normal, barely scraped through the encounters and just needed some time to recuperate. Time and a drink..

OOC: POO!! Is it too late to loot the troll?

Someone Upset? because of my wild tales? no kid, I actually got some very important people interested on my next book "Volo’s Guide to Spirits and Specters", but that's a tale for another time. Bonnie! bring us a round of your strongest ale, our heroes here should enjoy rewards of good 'ol Karma, don't you think? - Says Volo after greeting and thanking everyone from joining his table.

These are on the house, and this one - says Bonnie as she places an extra keg in front of Kebron - is on me - winks an eye to Kebron

Volo strokes his mustache, adjusts his floppy hat, and tightens his scarf, “Volothamp Geddarm, chronicler, wizard, and celebrity, at your service (said to those who he didn't recognize). I trust you’ve noted the violence in our fair city these past tendays. I haven’t seen so much blood since my last visit to Baldur’s Gate! But now I fear I have misplaced a friend amid this odious malevolence.
“My friend’s name is Floon Blagmaar. He’s got more beauty than brains, and I worry he took a bad way home a couple nights ago and was kidnapped — or worse. If you agree to track him down with all due haste, I can offer you ten dragons apiece now, and I can give you each ten times that when you find Floon. May I prevail upon you in my hour of need?”

"Yes," Quinn answers quickly in an even tone their expression curious looking at their compatriots to reply as well before adding, "do you know approximately where he was taken from and what possible enemies he might have," the rogue asks inquisitively.

OOC: Floon sounds like Gilderoy Lockhart!

"I'm 40 years old." Flux deadpans. "No ale for me. But if you water." Flux corrects, even though the ritual he always performed basically turned Ale to clean, spring water anyways. "Can't say personally that I noticed the violence. But then, my focus has been elsewhere of late." Flux hmms in thought for a second. "We would need to know more about this Floon friend of yours. Not all of us view beauty the same, after all. Other than this, I see no reason why we shouldn't look into this, money aside." After, he looks to the others.

Kebron stares dreamily at the keg Bonnie gifted him with. "Bonnie lass, ya keep treatin me so good I might have to marry ye one day."  He then cracks open the keg and refills his mug, empties it again and refills it one more time before settling back into his seat looking very happy and content.  He listens to Volo's proposal and when Quinn quickly said yes  Kebron quickly leans forward interuppting the conversation. "Quinn, reign in yer excitment lad, that's how we go stuck with that last mess of a job."  Kebron looks at Volo. "Just to be clear this "friend" of yours isnt a cat, nor has a cat as a pet does he?  In fact there aren't any pets of felines involved with this job in anyways is there?  Cause there's gonna have to be a additional fee if there is."

Oh I can see you are almost experts doing this kind of things... you are right, allow me to share some more details, first and foremost let me talk about my good friend floon, he is a handsome human male in his early thirties with wavy red-blond hair. He was dressed in princely garb when I last saw him. Two nights ago, I met with him before he disappeared, we were drinking and catching up at the Skewered Dragon, I would reccomend you to start there. Though I consider this to be an urgent matter I wouldn't recommend you to visit that place at this time, maybe it'll be better to rest a bit and find the pleace tomorrow before noon. - Understanding that all you agreed to this, he gives each character a small pouch containing 10 gp simply for accepting his quest.