OOC: Doing the ogres' actions as a separate post.
The lead ogre staggers to his feet and draws a javelin from the sheath strapped across his back. Blood and fluids leak profusely from his acid-seared skin as he roars in fury, seeming to grow larger even than before. He hurls the javelin at Kay'nar with frightening accuracy and the barbed shaft lays open the elf's thigh as it hurtles past.
OOC: Ogre rolls a 20! Javelin hits for 16 points of damage. You're lucky he didn't confirm the crit threat!
Most of the other fathachs get to their feet as well. Two of them are badly wounded already, while one has a dented nose and the two others are unscathed. The path is too narrow for them to all move in for the attack. One of the injured giants flees further up the path. As your eyes flick in that direction, you see that the path switches back again, then slopes up sharply and ends a few hundred feet away against a rock face that was hidden from your previous position on the trail. You get an impression of a door or gate, but don't have time in the midst of battle to take much note. The other badly injured foe hangs back from you, and fumbles with something in the hide bag he carries. He lifts out what appears to be an entire small watermelon, which he pops in his mouth and chews loudly. Black seeds and red juice spill down his chin and he looks somewhat recovered from his wounds.
Two fathachs move to attack Girble and the newly arrived Blasco. The one whose nose Girble dented rears up and brings his immense club whistling down toward the halfling's head. Fortunately, the creature's aim is not on par with his strength and he misses cleanly.
The other swings his club at Blasco but can't connect with the nimble halfling.
The remaining brute seems to be eyeing his leader carefully. Suddenly he drops the rope he was holding and barrels into his chief's back. His target grunts in surprise and tumbles headlong off the ledge, over the head of the still-struggling Bargulg and lands in a heap on the tumbled, jagged rocks below, then lies still.
His killer shouts triumphantly in his own tongue* and pounds his chest before turning toward the heroes.
*For anybody who speaks Giant:
[SBLOCK]"Now I run raiding parties. Now I get best share!"[/SBLOCK]
OOC: Ok, the ogre leader is down (the residual acid damage would have taken him out next round anyway... You now face three basically uninjured ogres (one of whom is down a few points from Girble's hit) and one who was badly mauled but seems a little perkier now. The remaining, badly injured ogre is 40 feet behind the others (probably about 70 feet from the nearest PC) and running for all he's worth toward the door in the cliff face. Actions?
The lead ogre staggers to his feet and draws a javelin from the sheath strapped across his back. Blood and fluids leak profusely from his acid-seared skin as he roars in fury, seeming to grow larger even than before. He hurls the javelin at Kay'nar with frightening accuracy and the barbed shaft lays open the elf's thigh as it hurtles past.
OOC: Ogre rolls a 20! Javelin hits for 16 points of damage. You're lucky he didn't confirm the crit threat!
Most of the other fathachs get to their feet as well. Two of them are badly wounded already, while one has a dented nose and the two others are unscathed. The path is too narrow for them to all move in for the attack. One of the injured giants flees further up the path. As your eyes flick in that direction, you see that the path switches back again, then slopes up sharply and ends a few hundred feet away against a rock face that was hidden from your previous position on the trail. You get an impression of a door or gate, but don't have time in the midst of battle to take much note. The other badly injured foe hangs back from you, and fumbles with something in the hide bag he carries. He lifts out what appears to be an entire small watermelon, which he pops in his mouth and chews loudly. Black seeds and red juice spill down his chin and he looks somewhat recovered from his wounds.
Two fathachs move to attack Girble and the newly arrived Blasco. The one whose nose Girble dented rears up and brings his immense club whistling down toward the halfling's head. Fortunately, the creature's aim is not on par with his strength and he misses cleanly.
The other swings his club at Blasco but can't connect with the nimble halfling.
The remaining brute seems to be eyeing his leader carefully. Suddenly he drops the rope he was holding and barrels into his chief's back. His target grunts in surprise and tumbles headlong off the ledge, over the head of the still-struggling Bargulg and lands in a heap on the tumbled, jagged rocks below, then lies still.
His killer shouts triumphantly in his own tongue* and pounds his chest before turning toward the heroes.
*For anybody who speaks Giant:
[SBLOCK]"Now I run raiding parties. Now I get best share!"[/SBLOCK]
OOC: Ok, the ogre leader is down (the residual acid damage would have taken him out next round anyway... You now face three basically uninjured ogres (one of whom is down a few points from Girble's hit) and one who was badly mauled but seems a little perkier now. The remaining, badly injured ogre is 40 feet behind the others (probably about 70 feet from the nearest PC) and running for all he's worth toward the door in the cliff face. Actions?
