Lost Mines, Lost Labs, and Lost Hope (RobJFalcon's Campaign)

Oh snap are we killing it? (If so lvl 2 chromatic orb) lighting hit 8 dmg 21 

I stand up first and walk 15 feet back

Visibly, immediately startled by the appearance of the owlbear I snap to a devilish grin before pulling a gem out of my pocket.  Look at this shiny little thing! I exclaim as I produce the gem of brightness.  Firing a straight shot beam into the beasts eyes at such a close range.  Con save 15

I step from the shadows to the owlbear

Ba flame blade.  Atk.  20    dmg.     13

With howling bagpipes still droning in his ear, Fjolnir jumps to his feet-slinging his quiver over his shoulder in a hurry instead of fastening to his hip-  he sets a Hunters' Mark on the beast, draws wrist to cheek and sails an arrow.. then blinks and stares, half-asleep, beard and hair standing at attention on one side only.

Longbow 19 dmg6 Hunters Mark 1

"I killed you once already, apparently you didn't learn your lesson. Here is a reminder." 

Absinthe jumps to his feet, readies his sword and moves around to the flank of the Owl ear.

Short sword Attack: 24 Damage: 8

Punch to the butt Attack: 10 Damage: 5

Hymir fires his Chromatic Orb off-target, then takes a swing from the beast as he backs away. Attack: 13 Damage: 18

Fjolnir also misses, leaping up too quickly to get enough time for a good shot.

Absinthe also thinks this same owlbear has come back to life and proceeds to start putting it down again. His sword hits but the punch he threw glanced off the butt.

Dirk fires off a beam of bright light from his new toy. 14 The owlbear recoils and tries to shield its eyes, but it's too late. It peers around trying to figure out what happened but is now blinded... by the light...

Leaping out of hiding, especially now since the owlbear can't see him anyway, Az Emberi creates a fiery blade in his hand and moves in to strike the creature, leaving singed hair and flesh on the side of its face.

The owlbear bites and claws at where it thinks Dirk is and its sense of smell proves efficient enough to land a decent chomp to his leg, although the claw narrowly misses.
Bite: Attack: 13 Damage: 11
Claw: Attack: 17 Damage: 15

Whoops! Forgot to roll a CON save for the owlbear at the end of his turn. 17

Dustfinger is up! (Followed by Hymir, then Absinthe and Fjolnir again)

A Wild Owlbear Approaches! Round 1:

25: Hymir
22: Fjolnir (Concentrating: Hunter's Mark)
22: Absinthe
15: Dirk
14: Az Emberi
12: Owlbear (Taken 17 damage, No longer Blinded)
9: Dustfinger (prone)

Dusty had been preparing for his morning **** when this owlbear strolled into camp. He struggled to get his pants back on while the team flogged the owlbear, but now he is ready! He moves to Az's side, and hwata hiya hachapa with Toby/Toby.

Attack (now with Elven Accuracy!) 21 8  Damage 10

BA Attack (also with Elven Accuracy!) 15 8  Damage 6

Dustfinger hits twice with Toby/Toby (Even though I forgot to roll a save, and the owlbear was no longer blinded, your attacks still hit) The owlbear looks hurt with two new slashes in his hide.

Hymir, Fjolnir and Absinthe are up.

A Wild Owlbear Approaches! Round 1:

25: Hymir
22: Fjolnir (Concentrating: Hunter's Mark)
22: Absinthe
15: Dirk
14: Az Emberi
12: Owlbear (Taken 34 damage, No longer Blinded, Looks hurt)
9: Dustfinger (prone)

Fjolnir composes himself, nocks, draws and looses another arrow at the monstrosity. "This dopey beast keeps wandering across the wrong group of people, I tell ya."

Longbow 18 dmg6 Hunters Mark 2

Chromatic orb again lvl 1 Lightning 15 dmg 14 

Initiative for spider 10 

Hymir, having more time to focus his orb, hits the monstrosity this time and it crackles all over with lightning.

Fjolnir hits as well, right in the owlbear's neck. It lists a little and looks like it's barely holding on.

Absinthe, Dirk and Az Emberi are up.

A Wild Owlbear Approaches! Round 2:

25: Hymir
22: Fjolnir (Concentrating: Hunter's Mark)
22: Absinthe
15: Dirk
14: Az Emberi
12: Owlbear (Taken 56 damage, No longer Blinded, Looks rough)
9: Dustfinger

Flame sword

 Atk.   25      dmg.  11

Az Emberi jabs his sword of flame into the monster's neck and the life leaves its eyes. It plops on the ground with a loud thud. Combat is over.

Your rest continues without incident and you awake in the morning to head out. Phandalin is a full day away, and you estimate you'll make it after dusk.

Absinthe, upon seeing the owlbear collapse, rolls the beast onto its side and slices its stomach open with his short sword, then proceeds to pull out the heart and eat it. "Come back from that you stupid beast."

7
The trip back to Phandalin happens without an encounter, but you get back after everything is pretty much shut down. Except, of course, the tavern.

Oh what cursed fate is this, to be forever patrons to taverns.... oh wait, that would be Lunia.  Everyone drinks on me tonight, to your hearts content.  Everyone list your number of drinks and I'll cover the charges.  I'm consistent in my intake maxing out at 8 pints.  I will pass out, I will at some point make it to a bed, but anymore than that and I'm liable to piss in the wrong place or flail wildly when roused among any number of other unwanted consequences.

4 pints. "Thanks for the drinks Dirk." "And Fjolnir. I was in a rage when you made your offer to stand at my side when I face Starlight. My apologies. If its still on the table I accept your gracious offer." Raises glass "to dead wizards. Not you Hymirs."

6 pints, after that I'll probably just start refilling it with my own brew. (Which may be starting to run low) I know I haven't been stating it, but Absinthe probably has 2 pints in the morning, 2 pints in the evening, drinks 2 pints before he drinks 2 pints, and then he drinks 2 more... Daily, plus always offers some to the party, you just need to bring your own cup. 

"Four!" Fjolnir shouts thankfully, gesturing at the bar and patting Dirk on the shoulder in thanks- and as soon as the tavernkeep sets a mug down he raises it. "As serious as a watery fart, my shaggy friend." drinks the entire mug and hands the empty back.  " I can't go back to work in Waterdeep-  plenty of friends on the docks, but they don't foot the bills for a ship manifest.  Basically I was a rat hunter that let some rats go- and  the merchants insurers got wind of it an blacklisted me.." He swigs more from the second pint "...which means I need to find work upland. And frankly id rather not head back to the hills yet- just too damn interesting." He swigs again and elbows Dirk " He tells a dragon to piss off... An then we kilt that dragon, me auld bucket ah sheeps droppings. Not a great many can say they did- an had it coming he did, stole from us.  THEN this fop dances in an steals the head! that would be motivation enough to go after him, But no- he crossed you, and he knew Hymir- so its not just theft- stalkin us, he was...  its personal.  So yes- the offer is definitely still on the table..!"

Dustfinger is making his way to a private room with some hired talent, loudly recounting the time he convinced a bunch of people he was a gnome.