(012) Beneath the Gatehouse

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verhaden wrote:
Mads the Fair

Mads clears the way for Ulric's sorcery. "Half of us should circle back around! Flank 'em like they tried to flank us."

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coffee wrote:
Dieter has seen too many missiles go by (and even intercepted one, once) to stand in the way of archers/spellcasters. He gets out of the way with haste.

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eris wrote:

"Filthy snots!" spits the Ogre with a grimmace, and begins to back into the gloom...

Olaf shouts, "Mads! Dieter! Down! Now, bowmen, fire!"

OOC: Here's hoping some of the folks with the bows, and our Mage with his burning hands are ready to blast the Ogre once our guys drop out of the way.

After the bowmen and Ulric bombard the monster, Olaf plans to pursue...who's with me!

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coffee wrote:
Dieter is itching to get back to the Ogre, but since he had to move to get to this one he's had time to think that maybe the others want to get in on it.

Otherwise, he'd never have fought his way back.

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tombowings wrote:
Hearing Olaf's call, Pelenwin thrown the first sized stone he gather earlier at the ugly beast. "If you will not meet my sword, try on this hardend earth," yells Pelenwin. "Shall it imbed itself into your sickly flesh."

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waysoftheearth wrote:
Padrig stuffs his scrolls away and draws forth a flask of oil from his pack, unstops it then grabs Ulric's lantern to set a flame to the brimming oil as quickly as he is able.

Ulric cares not that he is relieved of the lantern for his thoughts are already concentrated upon dredging up the arcane syllables of the Throe of Anthracite Sufferance and assembling them upon his lips and tongue...

As this is happening Dieter, Mads and Andaros throw themselves aside from the narrow passage opening as Olaf calls for all missile fire, but as the fighting Men make way and the Ogre falls back (swearing violently) into the passage only Pelenwin responds with a rock cast by hand (1d20=6) but even this lone missile deflects awkwardly off the low passage ceiling to clatter harmlessly upon the floor. The Ogre bends down and grabs the corpse of Caine by one leg and drags it shamelessly behind it as it retreats all the way back to the dark elbow of the passage.

...with his eyes aglow with sorcerous copper-fire, Ulric find that the Ogre is well beyond the reach of his incantation, so does not attempt to unleash his spell.

Olaf, now with renewed vigour leaps into the narrow passge, and spies the foe a dozen strides down yonder passage...

Meanwhile, Gustave and Thorgrim note that the heavy double doors behind them now stand slightly ajar. Certainly this was not the case when they first passed these... was it?


Gentlemen, your intentions for next round?

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coffee wrote:
Dieter is off after Olaf; nobody should have to face that ogre alone.

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tombowings wrote:
Pelenwin follows after dieter, axe in hand. We're going in.

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heartless wrote:
Padrig goes quickly down the passage also, and hurls the oil onto the ogre and retreats back to draw it back into the chamber for everyone to fight. If given a chance he will pick up and use the arbelast to attack the ogre also.

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waysoftheearth wrote:
Padrig pitches his burning flask at the Ogre in a low, flat arc that barely clears the heads of Olaf, Dieter and Pelenwin as they hustle into the narrow passage.

The flask and its rippling tail of flame (1d20=8) clips the low ceiling halfway down the passage, and falls three quarters of the way down the passage, bursting into a long sheet of orange yellow fire that smothers Michele's arbelast and fills the way ahead of the fighting Men with swirling fire and choking oil-smoke.

The three fighting Men halt abruptly to shield their faces from the hot fire, just as the Ogre and trailing corpse of Caine vanish around the corner...