Donell swings his swords and slashes the Half Ogre (#3).
Crindel, fighting for his life, swings his Quarterstaff at the Orc attacking him.
Hardouin will guard the entrance, keeping out of line of sight of the orcs and ogres.
Barnabus gets up and move out to the corner room where he started. On his way he grabs one of the discarded javelins and hurls it at orc #6 The javelin strikes the Orc right through its mouth. Ending the Orcs war cry forever.
Voria makes her death save.
The half Ogre Slashes at Donell with his great axe and kills him.
Orc#7 and #9 both miss Crindal.
The spear attacks Barnabus and misses.
Half ogres #1 and #4 both throw javelins at Barnabus but both miss.
Round 10 Crindal fights desperately all alone and strikes the Orc he is fighting. Hardouin will go to retrieve the Captain's He finds the young mage bled out and dead. He runs back to the other room. Hornom stabilizes Greze. Without leaving the south east room Barnabus grabs one of the many javelins littering the floor of the room and hurls it at half-ogre #3 as hard as he can, and misses. before ducking out of sight. Orc #7 kills the sage. Half Ogres #1 and #3 pepper the great bear with javelins until it falls. Half ogre #4 hurls its javelin and misses.
Round 12 Hardouin will hand over his pouch of goodberries, then charge to attack half ogre 3 with his scimitar. And has a solid hit. Hornom moves slightly forward to attack half ogre 3 with another produce flame cantrip but his spell misses. Half ogre #4 charges the Druid and hits him with his axe. Half ogre #3 attacks the druid with his battle-axe. And misses. Half Ogre #1 charges the Druid and hits. The Druid gores down.
Hornom is captured by the half-ogres who joyfully begin stripping him of everything. clothing, weapons, equipment, and all possessions. Anything stitched is ripped apart any container is dumped out looking for valuables, shoes are de-soled, water bags torn into, scroll tubes opened, emptied, peered into, then crushed. This is repeated on the bodies of each and every corpse- friend, and enemy. Occasionally a triumphant roar as a gem or sack of coins is located, which in turn elicits more destructive searching by the Orcs and Half Ogres. Eventually Hornom is drug before an elderly Orc wearing elaborate plate armor. The Orc is fiddling with Pomeria’s wand “Beretta”. The Elf priestesses head ceremoniously impaled on a javelin in the corner of the room. Her empty eye sockets peering judgmentally at the kneeling, bound Firbolg. “So” The ancient Orc growls “You would rob my son of his destiny?” He gathers snot from a huge bulbous nose and spits it directly at the Firbolg’s soft face. “Tell me this message before I place your head next to hers , he indicates Pomenia’s eyeless head.
As Hornom is taken prisoner he thinks to himself "We have to get word back about what happened. If I can escape… hmm maybe they won't realise Greze is still alive, but I'll need to draw some guards away" Hornom schools his face to blankness and starts to concoct a plan as he is brought before the elderly orc.
Hornom grimaces as the mucous hits his face, and lets out a dejected sigh when his eyes alight on Pomenia's face. "Destiny? No-one mentioned anything about that. They said it was a simple job, not too dangerous. It was a cloaked orc fellow and some wizard who approached us and… oh erm" Hornom looks about quickly around the room. "Um well the orc fellow did look similar to some of your soldiers. And um." Again he glanced about and lowers his voice so only the elderly plated orc can hear. "Well he said that there was an old spear, a family relic that had been lost and he wanted it back. We were to retrieve from an old fort and bring it to him at…" Hornom makes a choking sound, and mimes trying to say something and swallows. "My job was to heal a few wounds and carry things including the old spear back to them. But if it's your son's destiny to wield the spear, why did the orc order us to retrieve it?" He looks down dejectedly, "I only left my tribe to look for a cure to curse placed on them. I didn't mean to get mixed up with this. Please, if you'll let me live, I'll take you to where they told us to meet them and you can find the one who would betray you. If you let me go, I can tell the tale of how mighty you are and that all should fear you and pay you a tribute!"He looks down at the ground again, breathing shallowly, trying to remain still.
As Hornom is taken prisoner he thinks to himself "We have to get word back about what happened. If I can escape… hmm maybe they won't realise Greze is still alive, but I'll need to draw some guards away" Hornom schools his face to blankness and starts to concoct a plan as he is brought before the elderly orc.
Hornom grimaces as the mucous hits his face, and lets out a dejected sigh when his eyes alight on Pomenia's face. "Destiny? No-one mentioned anything about that. They said it was a simple job, not too dangerous. It was a cloaked orc fellow and some wizard who approached us and… oh erm" Hornom looks about quickly around the room. "Um well the orc fellow did look similar to some of your soldiers. And um." Again he glanced about and lowers his voice so only the elderly plated orc can hear. "Well he said that there was an old spear, a family relic that had been lost and he wanted it back. We were to retrieve from an old fort and bring it to him at…" Hornom makes a choking sound, and mimes trying to say something and swallows. "My job was to heal a few wounds and carry things including the old spear back to them. But if it's your son's destiny to wield the spear, why did the orc order us to retrieve it?" He looks down dejectedly, "I only left my tribe to look for a cure to curse placed on them. I didn't mean to get mixed up with this. Please, if you'll let me live, I'll take you to where they told us to meet them and you can find the one who would betray you. If you let me go, I can tell the tale of how mighty you are and that all should fear you and pay you a tribute!"He looks down at the ground again, breathing shallowly, trying to remain still.
Greze feels a strong hand on his back as he is lifted in the air and is suddenly being tugged at and pulled as a Half-Ogre is quickly undressing him, obviously looking for hidden loot. It comes to Greze's mind that this fellow is actually rather thorough. The Ogre dumps the naked Gnome and spends the rest of his time tearing into the clothing.
"YOU LIAR!!"I don't know who you are! Or what your intentions were! But my son will bleed them out of you! and your body will join that of that eyeless elf ***** behind me! and then *COUGH*, COUGH!* the old Orc goes into a coughing spasm. "Get that pathetic coward out of *COUGH* my sight!"
Hornom is then led to a pile of corpses and instantly he recognises his recent comrades. The young captain, The old sage, The two young lovers Donell and Gilda, and the others. all of them bloody, naked, and dead. "You carry them. before they smell feed wolves and rats". the half Ogre says. they load you with three bodies and you make the trip outside manacled and under guard. Hornom is directed to throw then over the cliff side to the rocks below and then back again for more.
As Hornom watches the bodies of Crindal, Donell and the headless corpse of Pomenia slide down the cliff face an idea occurs to him.
He makes his way back and he leans over and puts the unconscious Goliath form of Voira over his shoulder then staggers over to pick up Finbarr, draping his body over Voira so their heads are touching. He then makes his way back to the sloped cliff edge and rolls them off his shoulder so that their feet are dangling over the edge and Voira is on top. He then pushes the bodies forward, feet first, so that Voira slides down the cliff on top of Finbarr, hopefully protecting her from the worst of the slide. As they reach the bottom Hornom winces slightly as Voira's bulk slides into the rest of the bodies.
He then walks back and picks up the second Goliath, Hardouin, over his shoulder followed by Gilda's body before making his way back again to the cliff and sets the pair sliding down the mountain feet first with Gilda's corpse on the bottom.
Next he grabs Barnabus over his shoulder and says in Giant "Jeez these dwarves are heavy" before walking over grabbing Isolde and placing her over the top of the dwarf and walking back to the cliff. Hornom again sets them feet first to slide down the mountain with Isolde on the bottom.
Last of all Hornom picks up Greze and puts him over Hornom's shoulder effectively burying his face into his thick fur hoping that will muffle any shouts from Greze. He then picks up Ilyass and makes his way to the cliff. As he reaches the cliff edge and is about to roll them off his shoulder like before, he pretends to trip forward and rolls so that all three go over the edge with Ilyass' body on the bottom taking the majority of the impacts and Greze safely nestled between Hornom and Ilyass.
As he slides, Hornom keeps his face down and mutters the words to ignite his natural Firbolg magic - Disguise Self so that when he reached the bottom and rolls over the half Ogres will still see the Firbolg but he'll have dark red blood patches all over his fur and his face will have a large stone similar in colour to the surrounding cliffs sticking out of his face where his nose was. Hornom will then play dead.
Hornom can hear the anguished cry as the half-Ogres watch in horror as the Firbolg falls to his death. Immediately the yelling and blaming begins as each of the ogres loudly and angrily lay blame on the other. Apparently when the news is brought to the Old Orc there will be payment for their negligence... in blood.
Hornom hears the voices of the angry and fearful half-Ogres fade off as they apparently leave to inform the Old one.
Hornom peeks an eye open scanning the cliff top for sign of the Half-Ogres and breathes a sigh of relief that they're gone. "Greze, Greze, are you ok?" Hornom whispers quietly "I think they're gone for now, but they might come back. We should try to rouse the others." As he sits up, Hornom lets out a soft chuckle "Greze, I just realised, back in the Mansion's study when we were all packing, there you were wearing nothing, and now once again you're wearing nothing!" Hornom's ears droop down again as he remembers the fate of the cleric who was also in the room with them and he moves from Hardouin, Barnabus and Voira checking they weren't further injured in the slide and trying to rouse them back to consciousness.
Round 9 Death Save
1
Round 9
Donell swings his swords and slashes the Half Ogre (#3).
Crindel, fighting for his life, swings his Quarterstaff at the Orc attacking him.
Hardouin will guard the entrance, keeping out of line of sight of the orcs and ogres.
Barnabus gets up and move out to the corner room where he started. On his way he grabs one of the discarded javelins and hurls it at orc #6 The javelin strikes the Orc right through its mouth. Ending the Orcs war cry forever.
Voria makes her death save.
The half Ogre Slashes at Donell with his great axe and kills him.
Orc#7 and #9 both miss Crindal.
The spear attacks Barnabus and misses.
Half ogres #1 and #4 both throw javelins at Barnabus but both miss.
Round 10
Crindal fights desperately all alone and strikes the Orc he is fighting.
Hardouin will go to retrieve the Captain's He finds the young mage bled out and dead. He runs back to the other room.
Hornom stabilizes Greze.
Without leaving the south east room Barnabus grabs one of the many javelins littering the floor of the room and hurls it at half-ogre #3 as hard as he can, and misses. before ducking out of sight.
Orc #7 kills the sage.
Half Ogres #1 and #3 pepper the great bear with javelins until it falls.
Half ogre #4 hurls its javelin and misses.
Second wind: 5
**This Space for Rent**
Round 11
Hardouin casts faerie fire and it hits one Half Ogre. he then moves out of line of sight of the ogres.
Hornom casts produce Flame at half ogre 1 before backing up next to hardouin out of the ogres line of sight. The flame hits.
Barnabus grabs a javelin from the floor to use as a weapon. The stabs at the half ogre facing him and his him solidly near the groin.
Half ogre #3 throw his spear at the gnome on the ground.
The half ogre facing Barnabus #4 swing his battle axe at the Dwarf. And hits solidly. The dwarf goes down.
Death save 12
**This Space for Rent**
Round 12
Hardouin will hand over his pouch of goodberries, then charge to attack half ogre 3 with his scimitar. And has a solid hit.
Hornom moves slightly forward to attack half ogre 3 with another produce flame cantrip but his spell misses.
Half ogre #4 charges the Druid and hits him with his axe.
Half ogre #3 attacks the druid with his battle-axe. And misses.
Half Ogre #1 charges the Druid and hits. The Druid gores down.
Death save 8
**This Space for Rent**
Hardouin death save: 11
(1 success, 0 fails)
Persuasion check 5
Hornom is captured by the half-ogres who joyfully begin stripping him of everything. clothing, weapons, equipment, and all possessions. Anything stitched is ripped apart any container is dumped out looking for valuables, shoes are de-soled, water bags torn into, scroll tubes opened, emptied, peered into, then crushed. This is repeated on the bodies of each and every corpse- friend, and enemy. Occasionally a triumphant roar as a gem or sack of coins is located, which in turn elicits more destructive searching by the Orcs and Half Ogres. Eventually Hornom is drug before an elderly Orc wearing elaborate plate armor. The Orc is fiddling with Pomeria’s wand “Beretta”. The Elf priestesses head ceremoniously impaled on a javelin in the corner of the room. Her empty eye sockets peering judgmentally at the kneeling, bound Firbolg. “So” The ancient Orc growls “You would rob my son of his destiny?” He gathers snot from a huge bulbous nose and spits it directly at the Firbolg’s soft face. “Tell me this message before I place your head next to hers , he indicates Pomenia’s eyeless head.
As Hornom is taken prisoner he thinks to himself "We have to get word back about what happened. If I can escape… hmm maybe they won't realise Greze is still alive, but I'll need to draw some guards away" Hornom schools his face to blankness and starts to concoct a plan as he is brought before the elderly orc.
Hornom grimaces as the mucous hits his face, and lets out a dejected sigh when his eyes alight on Pomenia's face. "Destiny? No-one mentioned anything about that. They said it was a simple job, not too dangerous. It was a cloaked orc fellow and some wizard who approached us and… oh erm" Hornom looks about quickly around the room. "Um well the orc fellow did look similar to some of your soldiers. And um." Again he glanced about and lowers his voice so only the elderly plated orc can hear. "Well he said that there was an old spear, a family relic that had been lost and he wanted it back. We were to retrieve from an old fort and bring it to him at…" Hornom makes a choking sound, and mimes trying to say something and swallows. "My job was to heal a few wounds and carry things including the old spear back to them. But if it's your son's destiny to wield the spear, why did the orc order us to retrieve it?" He looks down dejectedly, "I only left my tribe to look for a cure to curse placed on them. I didn't mean to get mixed up with this. Please, if you'll let me live, I'll take you to where they told us to meet them and you can find the one who would betray you. If you let me go, I can tell the tale of how mighty you are and that all should fear you and pay you a tribute!" He looks down at the ground again, breathing shallowly, trying to remain still.
The old Orc regards the Firbolg
OOC Please make a Persuasion role for Hornom..
Greze feels a strong hand on his back as he is lifted in the air and is suddenly being tugged at and pulled as a Half-Ogre is quickly undressing him, obviously looking for hidden loot. It comes to Greze's mind that this fellow is actually rather thorough. The Ogre dumps the naked Gnome and spends the rest of his time tearing into the clothing.
Persuasion check 14
"YOU LIAR!!"I don't know who you are! Or what your intentions were! But my son will bleed them out of you! and your body will join that of that eyeless elf ***** behind me! and then *COUGH*, COUGH!* the old Orc goes into a coughing spasm. "Get that pathetic coward out of *COUGH* my sight!"
Hornom is then led to a pile of corpses and instantly he recognises his recent comrades. The young captain, The old sage, The two young lovers Donell and Gilda, and the others. all of them bloody, naked, and dead. "You carry them. before they smell feed wolves and rats". the half Ogre says. they load you with three bodies and you make the trip outside manacled and under guard. Hornom is directed to throw then over the cliff side to the rocks below and then back again for more.
As Hornom watches the bodies of Crindal, Donell and the headless corpse of Pomenia slide down the cliff face an idea occurs to him.
He makes his way back and he leans over and puts the unconscious Goliath form of Voira over his shoulder then staggers over to pick up Finbarr, draping his body over Voira so their heads are touching. He then makes his way back to the sloped cliff edge and rolls them off his shoulder so that their feet are dangling over the edge and Voira is on top. He then pushes the bodies forward, feet first, so that Voira slides down the cliff on top of Finbarr, hopefully protecting her from the worst of the slide. As they reach the bottom Hornom winces slightly as Voira's bulk slides into the rest of the bodies.
He then walks back and picks up the second Goliath, Hardouin, over his shoulder followed by Gilda's body before making his way back again to the cliff and sets the pair sliding down the mountain feet first with Gilda's corpse on the bottom.
Next he grabs Barnabus over his shoulder and says in Giant "Jeez these dwarves are heavy" before walking over grabbing Isolde and placing her over the top of the dwarf and walking back to the cliff. Hornom again sets them feet first to slide down the mountain with Isolde on the bottom.
Last of all Hornom picks up Greze and puts him over Hornom's shoulder effectively burying his face into his thick fur hoping that will muffle any shouts from Greze. He then picks up Ilyass and makes his way to the cliff. As he reaches the cliff edge and is about to roll them off his shoulder like before, he pretends to trip forward and rolls so that all three go over the edge with Ilyass' body on the bottom taking the majority of the impacts and Greze safely nestled between Hornom and Ilyass.
As he slides, Hornom keeps his face down and mutters the words to ignite his natural Firbolg magic - Disguise Self so that when he reached the bottom and rolls over the half Ogres will still see the Firbolg but he'll have dark red blood patches all over his fur and his face will have a large stone similar in colour to the surrounding cliffs sticking out of his face where his nose was. Hornom will then play dead.
Hornom can hear the anguished cry as the half-Ogres watch in horror as the Firbolg falls to his death. Immediately the yelling and blaming begins as each of the ogres loudly and angrily lay blame on the other. Apparently when the news is brought to the Old Orc there will be payment for their negligence... in blood.
Hornom hears the voices of the angry and fearful half-Ogres fade off as they apparently leave to inform the Old one.
OOC: Great Job. take an inspiration point!
Hornom peeks an eye open scanning the cliff top for sign of the Half-Ogres and breathes a sigh of relief that they're gone. "Greze, Greze, are you ok?" Hornom whispers quietly "I think they're gone for now, but they might come back. We should try to rouse the others." As he sits up, Hornom lets out a soft chuckle "Greze, I just realised, back in the Mansion's study when we were all packing, there you were wearing nothing, and now once again you're wearing nothing!" Hornom's ears droop down again as he remembers the fate of the cleric who was also in the room with them and he moves from Hardouin, Barnabus and Voira checking they weren't further injured in the slide and trying to rouse them back to consciousness.
OOC: Please make healing skill rolls and / or spells if available to bring the others to consciousness