Dex Save: 3

The monster takes another hit from the storm cloud overhead, and chitter-screams as it realizes its meal has been snatched from its grasp. As it does so, Harshnag hurls his axe at the remorhaz, and the weapon sticks in the creature's armored chitin. The remorhaz screams once more, turns, and tries one more time to devour the tasty little dragonborn.

Bite Attack: 22 Damage: 32 piercing plus 7 fire, and on a hit, Derrikoth is grappled & restrained. 

// Players up! //

Lydia tosses another bolt of lightning at the Remorhaz: 21 DC15 for half.

Dex save: 3

The lightning bolt strikes Harshnag's axe handle, buried in the monster's body. It convulses with the power of the storm, then collapses, steaming and smoking, on top of the stone table.

The room is now quiet, save for the roaring fire at the center, and the dripping of steaming-hot saliva that is currently covering Derrikoth's armor.

"Well done, Sparks! Or should I say, do send our regards to that Kord of yours for the storm." Nirzeg proclaims, beaming at her. "Now let's see what we can harvest out of you..." He says, approaching the corpse with a glint of glee in his eyes. "Biggest Blue! Do be a friend and grab that axe over yonder won't you? We simply must confirm if returning it might get us a meeting with that Oracle of yours." He calls back as if an afterthought.

Upon arrival at his prize's side, Nirzeg almost immediately sets to work, risking being singed by the heat just to carve the creature open in hopes of harvesting even a sample of the organs responsible for its extreme heat abilities. That, and cut off one of the originally superheated spines and an eye if at all possible. "At this rate, I may wish to invest in a proper bag of colding." Nirzeg lightly chided himself.

Harvesting: 21, or if helped 14+2.

Swiper is able to breathe easier now with the creature dead, getting out from under his hiding place, only to soon tilt his head when he sees Nirzeg so gung-ho in harvesting it. It didn't look like it had any shinies worth taking anyway! Unless... The kenku waddles over and helps the gith, mainly just to see if there was anything particularly shiny he could snag for his personal collection.

Harshnag obliges, picking up the massive steel axe. It probably weighs more than three of you combined, but in the hands of the frost giant it looks like a deadly polearm. 

"So I should return this to Thrym's hands, you think?" He mulls it over as he makes his way towards the temple area. 

Nirzeg takes 16 fire damage when he touches the remorhaz' body. The carapace is still scalding to the touch, and will likely take some time to cool down enough for Nirzeg to harvest. 

"Ack! Son of'va! I'd-..." He trails off into a groan. "Bah! I will have your parts, you blasted creature! Mark my ****'n words!" Nirzeg declared after the last of his emergency magics to dim the heat. "Wait... no. Not worth it -- Yea, go ahead Biggest Guy! We'll be right behind you!" The Githyanki called as they made to grudgingly follow the giant. For now.

Harshnag goes to place the axe in the empty hands of Thrym's statue. 

He stands back.

Nothing happens.

"Was something supposed to happen?" Lydia asks curiously.

"Not sure," Harshnag shrugs. "I was half expecting the archway to do something. Maybe allow us passage through. But..." he walks up to the glowing archway, with all the runes on it. He tries to put his hands through the swirling mists, but his hands meet solid stone wall on the other side.

"Nothing." 

"Hmm. Does anyone else have an idea?"

Derrikoth busies himself with wiping down his now battered armor as a scorched Josephus plods over to him.

"Why don't you just break the damned thing?"

Harshnag looks between the statue and the archway. "You mean break the spear? Or...break the archway? I'm not sure how that kind of desecration would play in this most holy site. Maybe that could be a last resort?"

Swiper hrrmphs at the fact nothing is happening after Harshnag puts the axe in the statues hands, the kenku investigating around the statues to see if maybe a wire was cut or something. “Dang rats! Always messin’ things up...” He would say aloud. 

Investigation: 12

After investigating the statues in the temple, Swiper notes some characteristics of the six statues. Each statue represents an archetype of giant (hill, stone, frost, fire, cloud, and storm). They all now hold weapons of various material (bone, stone, steel, iron, mithral, and adamantine), and all face towards the much taller statue of the faceless giant in the center of the temple. 

The biggest statue is facing towards the archway, staring without eyes at the stone inlaid with six runes, each rune made from mithral.

Swiper doesn't know much about giant runes, but they do look very shiny. 

Swiper assess the area, nodding and muttering little things to himself in varying voices and tones, then his eyes meet the runes and throw grow to the size of dinner plates. “No! No breaking! Magic in them shinies!” He announces proudly at this very, painfully obvious, discovery. “Translate?” He questions as he tilts his head up to the giant. 

Harshnag nods, and points to the sixth rune on the archway. "This one is the Ise rune. It means 'frost,' or 'ice.' I don't recognize the others. We giants haven't used these kind of runes for millennia." 

Swiper squints his eyes at the frost rune, then to the frost giant. Putting two and together, maybe it would open the archway? “Maybe iffin ya touch it, it’ll open?”

Harshnag nods, takes a breath, and reaches out. His hand impacts the mithral rune, inlaid in the cold stone. 

Nothing else happens. The glowing mists in the archway continue to swirl in their foreboding manner. 

Harshnag looks at his hand, and shakes his head, disappointed.

While everyone is spitting out ideas, Nirzeg walked over to the middle statue for a closer look alongside Zeek. Though his initial goal is to see if it could be spun like turnstil, if nothing comes of that, then he asks, "Can try holding on to the axe, Biggest Blue, and then touch the wall. Maybe even hedge our bets, and hold on to the little bit of Ice Sparky has to hedge our bets." He called over during the investigation.

Investigation: 12. (w/ help from Zeek and guidance).