Mancini takes the knife and slices the palm like the others have.

"I want you to swear loyalty to me, to Du Clair, and to the guild.  Failure to do so will result in shame among all orc kind, your thumb being cut and placed for all to see, and if you are extremely faithless, Aoife turning you into a giant fish and sold at the local fish market. Do you agree to this?"

He looks to Oly and Adrenas.  "Is there anything else I need to add?"

In reply to Mancini (msg # 508):

"Or fed to Kitty the python...options are always good."

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"Seems good to me."

In reply to Ardenas Barehand (msg # 511):

"I swear. Now you cut, and we press blood. Then your witch gives us back Fergush!"

The other three ogres follow suit, with a little mumbling from Winslow.

In reply to Ogre wife (msg # 512):

"Agreed" says Aoife cheerfully.

In reply to Aoife (msg # 513):

Fergush reforms, his head stuck in the cauldron. he begins thrashing, and the others rush to pull the cauldron from his head, perhaps accidentally knocking over some of your group...


Dodge rolls all to avoid being knocked about.

MAncini has taken 1pt of HP and needs to make a HT roll because unwashed ogres.

In reply to Ogre boss (msg # 514):

Aoife moves well away before allowing a possibly vengeful Fergush to revert to his form, and stays well back.

[Private to GM: Retreating dodge 1 over, but remeber she is much shorter that the ogre, and it it is on his head, it is well above her!]

In reply to Aoife (msg # 515):

Aoife is knocked back by the inrushing ogres. Not onto her back, just two yards away, possibly bumping into a wall.

Ardenas tugs the release toggle on his backpack, and slithers adroitly from under it -- directly into the path of one of the ogres.  The backpack falls to the floor as Ardenas collides with the ogre's legs.

[Private to GM: 17:53, Today: Ardenas Barehand rolled 12 using 3d6.  Dodge rushing ogres (9).
Backpack contains three bottles of lamp oil -- along with a blanket, personal basics, 20 yards of 3/4" rope, a partially full waterskin, and a climber's bag of pitons, carabiners, and piton hammer.  What saving throws do I need to make for the oil bottles?]

Having stayed back some, Oly is able to dodge the rushing Ogres.



[Private to GM:  16:24, Today: Oly rolled 7 using 3d6.  Dodge . made by 4. ]

Mancini feels a little weak after binding with the ogres.  He starts to wobble a bit and gets hit by the rushing ogres.

(OOC: 20:11, Today: Mancini rolled 11 using 3d6.  Dodge (6).  Roll failed.
 HT Roll of 11 on HT 12.  Roll passed.)

Mancini falls to the ground.

"You guys ought to warn people where you're going", he laments.

In reply to Ardenas Barehand (msg # 517):

Roll a d6 for each, more than 5 will crack the vial.

Ardenas picks himself up off the floor, then recovers his backpack and spends a moment examining the contents, muttering something about "Oil" and counting slowly under his breath.  The smell of lamp oil suddenly permeates the area.

He starts picking pieces of broken pottery, pulling rope, towel, blanket, a bag of climbing tools, and a pile of ration packets out of the pack.  He picks the towel back up and tries to use it to sop up the oil, then realizes there's no way to collect a quart of oil in a towel, or even a towel and a blanket, and just starts dropping stuff back into the pack.

"Looks like I'll have to replace most of this stuff."

[Private to GM: 04:53, Today: Ardenas Barehand rolled 2 using 1d6.  Saving throw for oil in dropped backpack.
04:53, Today: Ardenas Barehand rolled 6 using 1d6.  Saving throw for oil in dropped backpack.
04:53, Today: Ardenas Barehand rolled 6 using 1d6.  Saving throw for oil in dropped backpack.
I presume my blanket, towel, and rope are ruined, likely the backpack as well.  Someone needs to invent shatterproof bottles.]

In reply to Ardenas Barehand (msg # 521):

The climbing tooks and rations are ok, but the backpack and blanket are kinda flamable.

"Well, I'll worry about that later -- nothing in there a few coins won't straighten out.  Important questions are, is Fergush okay, and is he going along with the others?"  Ardenas leaves his pack on the floor for the moment, and steps toward the crowd of ogres around the tub where Fergush-fish had been.

In reply to Ardenas Barehand (msg # 523):

Aoife just stays back and waits and watches.

In reply to Aoife (msg # 524):

The ogres finally pull the pot from Fergush's head with a rush of water, and he collapses onto the floor, breathing very shallowly.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 525):

Aoife will watch closely, seeing if assistance is needed, or just time...

Leaving his backpack for the moment, Ardenas moves over to look between the legs of the ogres at Fergush.  He counts softly as the huge figure breathes, listening to the sound of wind in his throat.

[Private to GM: 06:59, Today: Ardenas Barehand rolled 6 using 3d6.  First Aid (11) to evaluate condition of Fergush.]

In reply to Ardenas Barehand (msg # 527):

The ogre had nearly drowned, furst in air then again in water. His energy has been depleted to the point where his health has faded. He will be some time recovering.


Ooc: 0 fp, half hp

In reply to Narrator (msg # 528):

"He will be fine. A lesson in why bashing things is not always a solution. He needs to make agreement to, right?"

"He may need to rest before he'll be aware enough to swear."

In reply to Ardenas Barehand (msg # 530):

The ogress sits him up, and slackjawwed, water dribbles from his mouth.

Mancini simply looks at the others.  "I would send one of them off to find something for the fish-cum-ogre, but I'm afraid they might think us suitable for lunch", he whispers to Ardenas and Aoife.