Survival: 27

Montage Day Rolls: 

1st Day: 
Survival: 10. 

Perception: 5. 

For the 1st day, Narz tries to stick to the more mundane methods and insights given by Zoar over magic, if only to give himself time to adjust to the moors conditions.

2nd Day: 
Survival: 8. 

Perception: 13. 

Despite temptations to continue the trend, they were at least somewhat on a schedule. So barring specific points of interest coming to mind, Narz more regularly sends out Bird Scouts at what he determines to be three key points throughout the day to expand the group's search web, if not keep them more appraised of danger. 
(Effectively being down all 2nd level spell slots by evening time)

3rd Day: 
Survival: 15. 

Perception: 20. 

By the third day, Narz has up detection array to include even lesser but no less potent magic and seek out signs -- fetishes, markings, etc -- suggesting a more religious or even perhaps arcane based changes to the trolls behaviors. 

 (OOC: If able to use Spaz' perception abilities in place of his own, as Narz tends to rely on the familiar(s) for that more, add +5 to those rolls. If we get to the 3rd day scenario, would it be arcane or religion that would be more appropriate for the sort of things, if any that could be found in what's been suggested above.)

Torsus' skills lack the variety of Narz' and likely even Claire, as his were focused on either harming the enemy directly or indirectly, nothign really to search outside of the capricious guidance of his patrons.  He considered using his ability to fly to help but felt it may be needed for the fight if they were going to be fighting a group of trolls.

Day 1:

Torsus casts guidance on himself at all times, if only to hear one extra whisper or spot one extra bit of movement that he may otherwise have missed.  For the most part he tries to focus on things that arent obviously local birds or the like.

Survival: 12 + 1

Perception: 20 + 1

Day 2:

Torsus strayed slightly from the group, flanking them, and within sight, but  tryign to see areas a little farther in one direction, hoping to look like a tasty snack that's strayed from the group.

Survival: 9 + 4

Perception: 14 + 4

Day 3:

Torsus lingers far back from the party, for similar reasons as day 2, trying to look 'weak' and like easy prey, otherwise doign the same, and always castign guidance.

Survival: 11 + 3

Perception: 5 + 2

Day 1: The Evermoors are a dangerous place to wander, notorious for its deadly wildlife and the trolls that inhabit the area. At least that's what you've likely heard whenever traveling this far north. Your search for trolls this first day proves unfruitful and though you come in contact with various deadly plants and fauna you know enough about surviving in the wilds to avoid getting dragged into real danger. 

Day2: Just before midday Spaz catches sight of something and reports back to Narz. Following the directions given and remaining far enough away to remain out of sight you all catch sight of a female fire giant wandering through the swamps. She carries a large rod in her hand not unlike the one you found on the last fire giant you killed. In her other hand is a chain which connects to a troll her seems to have leashed. You hear shouts of Stupid troll! Useless beast! She slaps the troll around several times clearly angry with the creature for some reason. Two days and no food! What's the point of keeping you around eh? Another slap to the trolls face sends it into the muck. The giantess finds a comfortable looking patch of dirt to sit in apparently lamenting something and cursing to herself.

Just as soon as Narz spies the giant, he curtly signals for the group to get down had they not already done so reflexively fast enough. "Seems my hunch was right, for better or worse." He furrows his brows. "And there's another one of'em rods too. Which I don't think is a coincidence." He admits quietly to the others. "But I s'pose that's somethin' for us to figure later, assume'n we get a chance to. Fer now, how ja'll prefer to play it. I doubt those trolls are gonna commit easily to strike back at their master should we wanna go that route, ordning or no ordning. So best not to count on that angle." 

(OOC: Deducted a 2nd level spell slot, since he would've used at least one by the event)

(Also if a stealth roll is needed: 5.)

Torsus doesn't immediately duck, since the giantess was a moderate distance away. But he does ultimately get lower, hoping the green of his shell was close enough to the green of the area around him to help him blend in a bit. Regardless, once the enemies were spotted, and Narz asked how he wanted to approach this, much like a man of the north Torsus met in a cave, not long after escaping some town being attacked by a black dragon.... Shaking the thought of how best to approach attacking a sleeping bear... Torsus idly touches the gem he spent so much time to get to the right specifications....

Well, our goal is to fight or learn more about the giants. This is a chance to take one unawares, even with allies such as trolls. And I would be lying if I said I did not want to field test this spell iIve worked so hard to bring to bear.... Either way, I eieve we should fight. Does your scout know if all the trolls are with it or just one?

(OOC: To elaborate further on what had been mentioned elsewhere)

"Just the one. And given her, uh, current predictament by the sounds of things, and how voracious trolls tend to be, I doubt any spare minions of her would've lasted long 'fore winding up a meal, killed, or turned loose." After the reply, Narz appeared thoughtful for a second. "Speaking of, I don't recommend ever eating troll meat. There's rumors further east and north I think 'bout eating it imbuing one with vitality and their regenerative abilities. But eat too much or too often and then you'll wind up as something in-between."

Narz then turns his attention back on the pair, and after some deliberation adds, "... But ultimately I agree. We take'm out and secure that rod of hers for further study. But if you can get into that trolls head and convince it that it would be in its best interest to skeedadle or run off at the next opportunity Torsus, with your whole mind thing, that'a be mighty helpful. Otherwise, I'm bout as ready as every to give'm both a serious wallop."

Claire chimes in.  "I can help immobilize her with plant growth.  Should slow her down long enough for you two to get some ranged spells in.  Do either of you have anything that could immobilize her long term for questioning?" she asks.

Torsus takes in a deep breath, mentally going through his spells, and frowns. Not long term. I can mentally and magically suggest her to answer some questions, however it isn't guarunteed to work, and whether it fails or not, we would still ultimately have to fight her. But i could suggest she answer our questions, and if that fails we can attack. As for my mind 'thing' as you put it... it does transcend language so long as the creature understands atleast one... I .... don't know if trolls do but it wouldn't hinder my spells, so I can always try.

After a moment's thought Narz shakes his head in response to Claire's request. "The most I can do is try 'n force her back or slow her down a tid bit more." He admits then looks to the pair. "Though she and her friend there are likely be a bit to resilient for that to keep'em at bay for long, if at all."

He then turns to address Torsus. "I take it then you'd have to get pretty close to make that all happen though, yea? Well... shucks. Aight, we can give it a try, and against what may be my, uh... personal judgement, I'll leave most of the talking to ya. But it's gonna need to be some fast talking. 'cause unlike most hill giants, those of the firey kind aren't often of a mind to give two shits what a small folk has to say." He then takes a breath as if steadying himself before nodding to the others, assuring them that he was ready to proceed closer to the giant. 

But while some might question his courage or "man hood" in doing so, he very pointedly let the more heavily armored cleric and tough shelled warlock take point with him and Spaz at least 10 feet behind them. 

Torsus shakes his head yes, then no. Looking at the giant and the troll if they were visible. Only for the telepathy. The rest, i could probably do from here. Regardless, I can onyl spare a single ... true .. spell  for an attempt at negotiations, otherwise we will simply have to kill the creature and its pet. Regardless while i am of the mind to gain answers, i am more of a mind to end the threat. Regardless, we can either proceed from here and take the advantage of stealth or we can walk to her. It seems the deciding vote is up to claire.

Regardless, I am ready to proceed. he'd say takign the vanguard.

(Just an FYI I'm still here I'll wait for Claires vote though OOC we were talking that Claire would basically be waiting for Torsus to make the first move in trying to communicate. So if you'd like to move along and try to speak to the giant feel free)

Claire nods to the others.  "Might as well give a quick attempt to communicate.  The second the giant becomes hostile, I'll slow it, and the two of you can do your thing."  She looks to Torsus.  "I'll let you do the talking."

Narz looks to Torsus and lifts a hand in a 'there you have it' gesture in response to Claire's agreement. He then adds, "While I don't disagree Torsus, being able to pluck a few answers from a giant with some sense to'em, such as if and where Harshnag might be or what's up with the rod can only be a benefit later I suspect. Then regardless, we do what need to be done."

He then thought for a moment before affirming as well, "But.. let's not bother being sneaky with the approach. Don't want her too on guard." Hopefully with that all said, they could move on closer. As any preemptive spells on his part would only draw attention too soon, there are few formulas he keeps close to the forefront of his mind, but otherwise refrained from any spellweaving along the way.

(OOC: ... Unless he can preemptively cast Detect Thoughts before we're within conversation range. In which case, he'll do so and immediately focus on her surface thoughts once the group are within 30ft of her, if able to get as close.)

Torsus purses his lips  and scratched an itch he'd had all day, shuffled his gear to be as comfortable as possible, as yes -he could in fact feel it just a little through the shell- walking boldly forward, casting thaumaturgy on himself before getting in sight as he apparently led the procession. He then strode forward as fast as his legs would take him without it becoming a jog, as he prepared to weave the magic into his words. Keeping an eye on the giantess at all times lest she spot the group preemptively, so he would know when to begin speaking. His thaumaturgy wasnt maxed out like usual, only enough to raise his voice enough to be heard as he spoke. 

Whenever the group was noticed or they otherwise approached, he kept a fair enough distance should things become hostile as he said... weaving the magic of Suggestion into his words... though not immediately. 

Greetings fair giant. Your majesty and prowess are well known to me and my friends. I believe you could be one of the next leaders of your kin! A shame these trolls are so dumb... he says, initially buttering her up and then trying to sympathize with her frustrations. We have a question we believe such a beautiful and strong woman such as yourself to be the only one who can answer it! We would like to find one named Harshnag... we have business with him. Then if you could tell us where other giants such as yourself might be so we can spread your glorious name... he says weaving in two sentences laced with magic. 

DC - 15 WIS save.

 Torses gets the feeling his spell didn't quite work while Narz probably the thoughts in the surface of the giants mind. Narz gets his with strong emotions of impatience and frustration as she stands to her full towering hight and focuses her gaze in the group. 

She cracks her neck and says Shove it small ones, I need no flattery from the likes of you. If you were smart you'd leave my sight at once. I've little patience to deal with your kind, especially today. 

Narz, your probing tells you she's hoping you decide to stick around, as she'd like to take out her frustrations on your group.

Narz grimaces and balls his hand into a fist at his side. It would've been easy enough to take the giant's offering as an invitation to fall back on the back up plan and be done with the farce... Yet all the same, he closed his eyes and took a breath to steady himself, before then stepping up to place a hand on Torsus shoulder. At which point, as if by some unspoken and invisible magic, his demeanor turned bright and an uncharacteristically warm smile spread wildly across his face.

"Mayhaps not, dear giantess! Certainly the wiser choice would be to part company while you're still feeling magnanimous today! But some'n tells me that if we were to do so, your mood -- nay, your fortunes would hardly get any better with so terrible a company yet at your side." He says, gesturing towards the troll. "And ta leave ya in such a state -- Why that would not be very neighborly of some of us! So mayhaps instead we can be of some assistance to you? ...Without the need of chains 'n all that mind you." He gives her a wink and pats Torsus shoulder a few times. "Now you don't strike me as a local given your general discomfort with the area. But this here fella is! So if there be somethin' ya look'n for or merely a way out of the area desired, he -- along with us as his helpers -- could maybe provide that service. All for the low-low price of a few questions answered. C'mon Cleetus." He shakes Torsus and grins a bit wider at him. "Why don't 'cha wow her with your know how."  He says, hyping the Tortle up a bit. 

While all that is happening, Narz had been keeping a mental ear open whenever he made suggestions, hoping to have piqued her interest enough to bring to the surface her real business out in the swamps, if not something more pertinent. 

Using Fey Gift: Hospitality to grant both Narz and Torsus 7 Temp HP and help in the next(if any) charisma check he may or may not wish to use. 

She does seem to raise an eyebrow at that and looks over "Cleetus" curiously. A local eh? I've been hearing trolls, rather unsuccessfully, in order to comb the area, but I've little luck. You're familiar with these swamps then? 

I'll need deception from Torsus. 

Narz, you're still getting flashes of impatience from her, you suspect if she doesn't believe Torsus you will have a fight in your hands. Still you're also getting the sense she needs help finding something in the swamp and that she's eager to pawn the work off to someone else.

Torsus isnt sure what Narz is on about but he ultimately shrugs. Mhm. A local.  And one very familiar with swamps and swampy areas. Its just shy of home for me. And i have enough intelligence to be able to easily replace your tolls. They're strong and resilient but.. ultimately dumb. he says, saying what he thinks is true. His fingers weaving behind him as he looks down and mumbles for just a moment, asking for guidance. 

We need simply know what it is you need us to find.... or do.

Deception, with ADV from help + guidance.

16 + 1

She looks down as if still considering the offer before shrugging. Right now my only concern is finding food. I've not eaten in days and trolls taste awful. The rod can find the artifacts I seek, if there are even any in this bog. All the ruins in the moores have been duds so far. Unless you know of some ruin I've not found yet, I think I'll just eat the lot of you. 

I'll give you one more shot to try and talk her out of attacking before I call for Iniatives