In reply to Shorty (msg # 79):

Ok, you still get to attack this round.

--DM2

In reply to Shorty (msg # 79):

Shorty swings with Blind enthusiasm

Black Sword     14 for AC -12 for 29 points
   Troll Sword   6 for AC -4  for 34 points
   Black Sword  12 for AC -10 for 26  points
   Black Sword   8 for AC -6 for 27  points
   Troll Sword  13 for AC -11 for 24  points
   Black Sword  18 for AC -16 for 32  points>>

If the young troll goes down, Shorty will head for the mist.

In reply to Shorty (msg # 81):

Continuing on ...

Krull is still alive, Shorty hit 4 times, maybe not so well but alive.

The king seems to forget about Joe for the moment and looks toward the center of the of the crater and gets a big smile on his face.  He then looks up at Shorty and Krull, and in an instant is gone only to reappear between Krull and Shorty.  He says while not turning his gaze off Shorty  "Go make sure the guards can handle those Inner Planes flunkies."  Krull flies off toward the positrons and elemental.  King says to Shorty.  "Well small stuff, bring it.  I'll even give you first strike.  I'm feeling generous since the end is near for you all."  Shorty is still blinded so he knows the king is there by his voice.

The 5 trolls have moved in front of the one who stands at the craters center mound to meet the attackers.  Warwicks Flame Strike looks cut in half at the crater center but still hits the 6 trolls at the crater mound as the positrons and elemental arrive.  The spell does some damage but they seem protected against fire.  Nothing appears to have happened to the one at the center; but he is mostly on the non-magic side.  The five on five battle begins.

The two armies continue to battle, casualties on both sides.  Art flies just above the crowd and swings his large scimitar as he makes his way to help the mages and clerics. One of the mages appears to fall.  Joe stops to catch his breath.

Still a little battle left.

Shorty and Aztar can do something.

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 82):Continuing on ...

Krull is still alive, Shorty hit 4 times, maybe not so well but alive.

King says to Shorty.  "Well small stuff, bring it.  I'll even give you first strike.  I'm feeling generous since the end is near for you all."  Shorty is still blinded so he knows the king is there by his voice.

Shorty yells before turning to the King.  "Poor little boy runs gin froms Shorty.  Fuzz face kills Boy now please."

Shorty then faces in the direction of the Kings voice.  "If'n times die.  Forest Lady takes care Shorty.  Maybe eben ride horse wid horn."  Shorty then grins.  "But least me sees youse gets beat by little man who dig rock.  Dat be bery funny lookin."  With that Shorty attacks.

 << Black Sword  17 for AC -15 for 31 points
    Troll Sword   5 for AC - 3 for 25 points
    Black Sword  17 for AC -15 for 30  points
    Black Sword   4 for AC - 2 for 29  points
    Troll Sword  18 for AC -16 for 27  points
    Black Sword  19 for AC -17 for 26  points>>

Aztar is unsure what to do, but seeing that the 5 guards are quickly getting distracted and the young troll is obviously up to something but still standing in the negative side, the alchemist tries his earlier attack a second time to see if he can't stop him from doing whatever it is he's trying to do.

With his telekinesis, he lobs a glass globe of green slime, smashing it over his now exposed head, hoping that the troll can't negate it again when his head is covered in the stuff.

In reply to Aztar (msg # 84):


Shorty attacks the king unfortunately every hit (4) bounces off his armour.  Whether it's the armour or a spell is unclear.  The king retaliates hitting 4 times for 92 points which includes extra cold and fire damage from the swords.  "Go ahead small stuff try again."

The troll mage begins to stir and looks around to try to get his bearings.

Joe has stopped to catch his breath.  A troll inadvertently steps on Joe.  Joe's anger flares again.  From his eyes 2 green beams burst forth incinerating the troll and a few of him comrades, unfortunately it also wipes out a couple of Calator defenders.  Joe first looks stunned and then falls to his knees.

The 5 on 5 with the special guards and the positrons/fire elemental continues.  Megavolt should win soon; but the Fire Elemental looks in trouble too.

Few see a green glass bottle appears just beyond the 5 on 5, over the lone troll in black armour.  The glass shatters and a green glob falls only to stop and hover a few inches above the trolls head.  The troll raises one hand with his other hand on the mound.  He twirls hand and the green blob matches the motion.  The blob is then launched back at Aztar's portal which he closes before the blob hits and it just harmlessly falls to the ground.

OOC: Warwick and Shorty can react to finish this round and start the next.

Other actions?

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 85):

Shorty is not looking his best at the moment.  In fact, if he wasn't flying.... Shorty would probably not be on his feet.  Shorty pauses momentarily to pull a chain from beneath his tunic.  Shorty then mutters, "Me come soon Lady.  Been protect like Drud say do."  Shorty raises his swords again and adds "Bye Baby.  Fights good Fuzz face. Pleased Fix Shorty now Glove."  Shorty then begins his final attacks with the words. "King Cheat agin."

<<Assuming Shorty is still blinded
     Black Sword  10 for AC - 8 for 25 points
     Troll Slayer  3 for AC - 1 for 31 points
     Black Sword  17 for AC -15 for 28 points
     Black Sword  19 for AC -17 for 29  points
     Troll Slayer 20 for AC -18 for 25  points
     Black Sword  10 for AC - 8 for 28  points>>

In reply to Shorty (msg # 86):

Warwick looks from Shorty to the battle at the mound and heads to the mound at his best speed.

He sends a farewell message to Shorty.  *Lad, it's been good to know ye.  Ye are a true champion and when this is done, I'll do me best to get you back so that you can continue to take care of Baby.*

Once Warwick gets to the mound, he helps the fire elemental with his troll.

In reply to Warwick (msg # 87):

Shorty does manage to hit once and is rewarded.

OOC: I'm making the assumption that the roll you show is the base roll and I do critical hits on a natural 20.

Shorty is healed 23 points.

Warwick flies over to aid his elemental; but is a little late.  The elemental dissipates as he arrives.  Warwick is still able to land a blow which cuts the troll down.  Megavolt dispatches his troll and is able to help his kinsmen dispatch his troll too.  Now 2 special trolls are left, plus the one at the mound, who seems to be glowing slightly.

Art continues to help protect the mages and clerics who continue to fire spells at the trolls.  The armies continue to battle, the trolls having an edge given their healing ability; but their numbers are less than half what they were although still greater than those of Calator.   Joe just kneels there.

The king starts his attacks, his first strike with the flame sword hits and does 22 points including 4 points fire damage.  Shorty then feels the end coming, a blow strikes, not as hard as he was expecting and he goes limp.

The rest of you notice the following:  Most of you were in midst of battle with trolls, then suddenly as if some shift in time or space, most of the trolls are gone.  The king who was about to split Shorty in two is gone, disappears.  The troll army that was once hundreds is now maybe 50, dispersed or in small clumps around the Calator army.  The special trolls are gone, the one troll at the mound is just a spectral image.  He begins the yell in fury "NNOOOO!!" and then is gone.  Finally the troll mage, who was preparing a spell is also gone.  Only the mist remains.

The battle seems to momentarily freeze in time, some trolls continue to battle, oblivious to what goes on around them; others stand stunned a second or two.

Aztar sees all this happen from his perch, dumbfounded at the meaning.

More to come; but need to do some individual things.  Feel free to react.

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 88):

Warwick looks around, confused, but then flies back to Shorty, trying to make sure he continues to live.

Once he arrives, he will cast cure light wound spells on him.

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 88):

OOC:  It was a natural 20.  The RPOL die roller was nice for a change.
This message was last edited by the player at 19:30, Tue 30 Oct 2012.

In reply to Warwick (msg # 89):

Warwick gets to Shorty and checks him out, he is alive but barely.  It will take more than a cure light.

--DM2

A portal opens and Aztar steps out and the portal closes behind him.  He moves around helping the wounded with a few smaller potions and draws his sword to help out if a troll gets too near.

As he circles back with the group, he explains what little he knows,'Trinny said that someone interceded on our behalf and that someone will be here soon to explain.'

'The really interesting part is that the trolls equipment has been collected in a cave, implying that the trolls are actually gone and. Ot simply sent away.  However, I can't get a portal to open to it and something shut down my scrying.'

'Is there anything I can do to help?' 

He casts a glance over to joe and if no one needs anything, makes his way over to the prospector, standing a safe distance away, calls out to see if he's okay.

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 91):

Warwick pulls out some the healing potions that Aztar gave him and feeds them to Shorty.

In reply to Aztar (msg # 92):

"Hmm..  We'll have to check out the cave later.  Right now, we need to get our wounded and dead attended to.  Lad, do ye know where Morteft is?"

"He's alive and appeared conscious when I was able to pierce the static that was interferring my scrying attempt, but I couldn't get a solid enough lock to open the portal and pull him back.  I'm not even sure what plane he's on, but he's definitely alive."

In reply to Aztar (msg # 95):

Warwick again attempts to contact Morteft via the mindlink.  *Lad, where are ye?*

In reply to Warwick (msg # 94):

Aztar has reappeared; but other things are going on as well.  Most of the trolls have realized that their king is gone and have started a hasty retreat, the others that stay are mowed down quickly, and burned.  At the moment you can't get an idea of how bad things may have been.  You look around watching the trolls retreat and make sure they continue to do so and as you watch them you notice the mist is floating to the ground.
  It comes down about 100' from you and just hovers for a moment.  It stays there as if watching you and then slowly begins to morph, becoming more tall than wide.  You stare at it in fascination.  You begin to make out a head and shoulders, then legs start to take shape.  The head starts to elongate and 2 horns or long ears form and you also see arms.  Finally the shape seems to solidify in to a large biped, about 6 and half feet tall.  It has the head of a jackal but the body of a man and it is jet black.  It wears only a short golden like skirt and a gold arm band.  Finally it's eyes are red and glow like coals.  It just stands there for about 10 seconds and looks at you all.  You think it lasted more than a minute and then he is gone.

You are brought out of your wondering by Shorty stirring.

Actions and more to come?

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 97):

Shorty utters something about getting hit on the head, golden birds not being smart, and babies.

In reply to Aztar (msg # 92):

Joe is still kneeling there as if stunned.  You think that this is probably the first human life he's taken in any fashion.  Aztar calls out to him but he only stirs.  Everyone gives him a wide berth.  Some of the army has chased the troll remnant but not for long.  Otherwise, the wounded are attended to.

Warwick is not able to contact Morteft, just gets silence.

Actions?

--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 99):

"Aztar, lad, stay with Shorty.  I'll go check on our miner friend."

Warwick flies over to Joe.  "Ye okay, Joe?"

In reply to Warwick (msg # 100):

He doesn't look at Warwick, just at his hands and the ground.  "What am I?"


--DM2

In reply to Ron, The DM (msg # 101):

"I don't lad, I don't know.  But, if ye want to find out, I think we can find the answers with some of me friends."

In reply to Shorty (msg # 98):

Shorty slowly sits up and groans.  "Birdy be right.  Not deads yet."  Shorty looks at his glove sadly and then digs out his white marble to toss above his head.  Then he looks at everyone around him and asks.  "What happens to troll when me falls sleep?  Dem gone now? Me member King kills me den me on hill of grass."

In reply to Shorty (msg # 103):

The air stirs slightly and a new thread is born.

See new thread. The Beginning

--DM2