Kiss My Knits!

I’m still a week behind, so here’s what happened last Tuesday! If you recall, we had defeated a goblin scouting party. Val the Elf lay dead after immolating himself and we were roughly 2/3 the way to the mine. We rolled Val up, burrito style, and proceeded to the mines to resurrect him at the shrine therein.

In the mines, we hear scuffling and get ready for our first butt-kicking of the night. We immediately find an ogre with its back to us chewing on a kobold.

Palin: We’ve got the element of surprise, at least.
Bentein: “Yeah, that’s always stood us in good stead before.”

As is typical, Torkal rushes into battle. As is also typical, he rolls abysmally badly. It turns out there really is no good roll in this situation, though since it turns out that we need a 29 just to hit the thing. We’ll all have to roll natural 20s.

Our answer to this is the same as our answer to everything. Fire! Aleanghi creates a giant flaming sphere! In a 10×10 corridor! When Torkal and Palin are at melee with the ogre! Nothing could possibly go wrong with that!

Palin dodges. Torkal and the ogre do not. Ouch.

Val: Palin just rose up in the ranks of Dwarf v Fire Superiority
Palin: It’s my asbestos undergarments.
Torkal: Torkal is commando. BALLS OF FIRE.
Veracity: Oh ouch
Palin: I’m not adding that to the writeup.

Okay, so I lied. We flail away for a while and actually manage to wound it. I even hit it on all of my turns! But it’s a big monster holding essentially a tree trunk. Even if it is on fire (from the flaming sphere) it’s going to take it a while to go down. On the up side, it seems to be nearsighted. It misses me, it misses Veracity… maybe we need to sign it up for our party. It’d fit right in. Finally, though, it gets a hit on Veracity for 19 damage. Non D&Ders, that’s a big wound.

Veracity: Veracity screams. Loudly. There is some moaning in there too.
Palin: Palin hisses at Veracity to shut up.
Val: ::is glad he’s already dead::
Palin: “Remember last time, when you attracted more goblins? Shut it!”
Veracity: Veracity makes a mental note, through the pain, to knock a candle over on to Palin at the next rest stop.

Aleanghi debates whether she should use Burning Hands on it. After all, Torkal and Palin are right in front of it. We could be caught in the fire.

Aleanghi: Well, crap. How hurt does that thing look?
Torkal: Severely.
Palin: Oh, go for it. I’m feeling lucky.
Aleanghi: Okies. Burning hands it is.
GM: You would imagine its on the verge of death, however, it is raging therefore has bonus HP.
Val: Heather, you are encouraging fire?
GM: Ok! Torkal, Palin roll a reflex save.
Palin: I didn’t catch on fire when the giant flaming ball rolled down the hall, did I?
Val: you like to tempt fate, don’t you?

Yes I do! Palin dodges. Torkal and the ogre do not. Again. It’s like all my bad luck has transferred onto him. Fine by me, as long as the ogre dies, which it does.

With the ogre dead, Palin decides to try to remove the ring from Val’s charred corpse. He’s been complaining about his cursed ring since he foolishly put it on several sessions ago. I decide that my luck’s running good and I want to help him out. Unfortunately, I get my first bad roll of the night.

GM: Palin pulls the ring off of Val’s corpse and it bonds on Palin.
Palin: WHAT???
GM: Palin subtract 2 from your strength.
Palin: But… but.. my luck! My lucky lucky luck!
GM: tsk tsk

Great. Just great. Oh well.

Cursed, rested, and refreshed, we travel on. Tune in again next time for even more fire and mayhem!