Mortar:24
Rifle:17

Hut(19),MortarTroops(14)(116),RifleTroops(6)(82),Tank(-1)(295)

The mortar fires again

DC18 Dex Save to take half of 24

The riflemen fire again

DC18 Dex Save to take half of 44

The tank fires

Attack: 21 Damage: 26

Hut(19),MortarTroops(14)(116),RifleTroops(6)(82),Tank(-1)(295)

Dex STs: 26, 26

The tank keeps missing.

The house elects to just whack on the tank this turn with its legendary actions and action action.

Attack: 20 Damage: 35

Attack: 24 Damage: 36

Attack: 35 Damage: 28

Attack: 17 Damage: 34

Attack: 26 Damage: 29

Attack: 26 Damage: 24

Hut(19),MortarTroops(14)(116),RifleTroops(6)(82),Tank(-1)(106)

The Mortar fires again! DC18 to take half of 30

The Riflemen fire again! DC18 to take half of 33

The tank will fire again!

Attack: 32 Damage: 43

Hut(19),MortarTroops(14)(116),RifleTroops(6)(82),Tank(-1)(106)

Dex STs: 19, 31

The hut tries to murder the tank, and switches to the rifle troops if it kills the tank.

Attack: 27 Damage: 26

Attack: 18 Damage: 28

Attack: 35 Damage: 49

Attack: 26 Damage: 35

Attack: 23 Damage: 27

Attack: 28 Damage: 24

Hut(19),MortarTroops(14)(51),RifleTroops(6)(82)

The tank is destroyed!

The Mortar fires again! DC18 to take half of 32

The Riflemen fire again! DC18 to take half of 46

Dex STs: 27, 21

The house starts beating on the rifle troops, switching to the mortar ones if it takes down the rifle guys.

Attack: 29 Damage: 23

Attack: 22 Damage: 43

Attack: 20 Damage: 30

Attack: 25 Damage: 28

Attack: 20 Damage: 23

The Dancing Hut has defeated all of the troops. The hut lets out a squawk of victory.

"BAWK-BAWK-BAKAWWWWWWK!"

The ruined village is now clear to explore.

Zaf flies out seeming with trepidation at first. Following a quick fly by over the devastation however, he chirps an all clear, before then fluttering over to examine the bodies and their various strange weaponry. If any are even remotely intact enough, he'll abscond with one of the metal pipes, thinking it'd make for a good club in the event he can't figure out how it works over time.

"Remember to mind the lumps in the ground." He reminds before taking off. If in the end the others wait or take their time crossing, when Zaf joins again, he sticks to the air, but points out as safe paths as possible around or through the deadly terrain, if the hut hadn't already accidentally taken care of it.

Sera makes her way out of the hut and gives it a pat. "Thanks for saving our asses." She proceeds to follow Zaf. Carefully.

Jirel would step out of the hut, giving it a nod of approval and appreciation for it escorting them thus far. She’d stand to the side of the huts doorway. She’d hold her hand out offering to help Nadya, Rose and Jasun out if they’d like. A small, barely audible snort could be heard when Zaf reminded them about the lumps on the ground. 

As you all advance into the village, you see a large pile of corpses burning in the center of the ruined village, sending a plume of greasy black smoke into the air. A slim man with an unkempt beard and a long black cassock gazing stoically through the flames of the burning bodies, his blue eyes piercing the haze like chips of chiseled ice.  “You hef come for my mother,” he states matter-of-factly (and perhaps disarmingly) in halting Common with an accent. “But eet ees too late. Her Thrice-Tenth Kingdom weel soon be mine. Look—even her leetle hut grows saddened at her loss.” The man points toward the hill where the Dancing Hut appeared, and where it now paces back and forth in agitation. 

Sera raises an eyebrow. "Rasputin, I presume?"

After the big fight, Rose was just glad that it was over. She was afraid the hut would be destroyed during the fight, and they would be running around like chickens with their heads cut off to not get caught by the weird tube holding people and big metal machine. She gratefully accepts the help in getting out of the hut, and minds her step in case there had been any left over lumps in the ground.

When they meet with the strange man, Rose keeps to the back, holding onto her holy symbol tightly, waiting to hear the man's response to Sera's question.

Zaf would glance back, but as turned around again to face the presumable Rasputin, the Owl Aarakocra says, "... Soon, but not yet. Least you would not have bothered with the ambush. A surprise for sure, but not enough to stop us." He folds his hand himself. "Well to be fair, to stop her hut at least. But I imagine you'll give us a chance to prove ourselves personally soon... Though that said, you could always make it easier both yourself, ourself, and your mother. You can always stop this before it truly is too late."

Rasputin is nonplussed, possibly even weary as you make the standard 'you won't get away with this' talk that the Good Guys always give. "You were most foolish to come. You will die here, no better than these poor peasants.” He says before the image of him fades away. At the same time, the pile of burning corpses seems to animate, melting together in a grotesque symphony of charred flesh and blackened bone. 

Nadya:21
Fiery Corpse Orgy:20

Ra Ra Rasputin: 17

Zafnitiative: 5.

init: 20

Jirelinitiative: 21 

Wheeeee!: 9