For the second episode in a row, 4Elvin was forced to make do with our interns on an encounter. This episode (3) we finally forced our way into the Kobold Lair after Irontooth.
Ravalore (our less trusty Elvin fighter) was still back at the hotel, presumably overcome by the vapors – more on that later. We ventured forth to the Lair with our trusty band of 5, including two interns. Krissana and Deborah Poochbottom (both level 2) helped Chukkar, Lourananaaana (Sheniqua whatever) and Ironheart get a handle on the small band of guards outside the waterfall.
While easy fodder we all took a few good hits on account of rolling like Jerry Holkins. After the inital force was overcome, Lorna (Loranahandawhatever) was forced to return to Winterhaven. It was explained that since her player was required to flip burgers and sling fries, she simply couldn’t take part in the raid on the Lair behind the waterfall. In retrospect, her fervent desire to return to Winterhaven makes more sense. With Ravalove, er, Ravalore back at the hotel it became clear that there was more to the pair than met the eyes.
However, we digress. As a result, rather than sissy-out, 1 and 1/64th Elven broke the seal as a group, only to find a party waiting inside. Ironheart had sent word prior to our departure from Winterhaven to his cousin Morgran – also 1/64th elf – to come at once in case the interns turned useless. With that knowledge in hand, the band of 4 pressed on. To suggest that the battle was even would be unfair. The band was faced with over twice our numbers, minion, skirmisher, warrior, wyrmpriest, and worst – Irontooth. All this while we were rolling like Holkins,
Tunneldark tried to look chill but he wasn’t having any of it. The battle was fierce, and despite a number of crit 20’s – it happened.
Yes – there were a few bodies on the ground. All in varying states of screwed. With a merciful DM at the helm, we were able to eek out a single heal to our L2 cleric. She stood, closed her eyes and sent healing vibes to Ironheart, bringing him to 1hp, before taking another shot to the head with a javelin.
The next few turns played out something like this…
Sensing impending death due to Chukkar’s two failed saves, and not a single effort to stand up by any healed being, the kobolds – all beaten to some degree, retreated deeper into the lair. Once out of sight, Ironheart and the remaining two 4Elveners quietly and bloodily got to their feet, slipped through the waterfall and into the woods.
What’s that? Only Three? That’s right. Poochbottom was lost. The object of our DM’s affection for several encounters now – he was finally graced with a true player kill. Well earned DM. Well earned.
Standing in guard shifts through the night, the band of three was able to heal enough for a morning assault, waiting just long enough to hear the pitter patter of little Dwarven feet through the clearing! Morgran Darkfell – Paladin Dwarf cousin of Ironheart broke through the trees ready to stand with his Elven (ok somewhat Elven) brothers in a final assault on the Kobold lair!
With more than a little flair – and even more than a lot of Laying of Hands and Healing strikes, the remaining 5 enemies numbered just one.
Irontooth – on the run.
With some exceptional Clever shots Chukkar was able to keep Irontooth prone while the remaining players pummeled him with round after round of +6 vs. AC attacks and taking pissant damage (save for several attacks while Ironheart attempted again to play possum and got his shit kicked over and over), turn after turn.
In the end however it was Irontooth who paid the price.
One and 1/32nd Elven survived! (Short one intern, but up one new cousintern.)
What will happen next episode? Kalarel – we’re coming for you…