Steading of the Hill Giant Chief

Fernal says in her own fashion, Knew us already. Caverns dead, Fight or leave. It appears she is willing to fight on if that is decided. She doesn't appears to willing to decide the future right now.

"Yes, they were already ready for us. Our resources won't last forever, and their truly heavy artillery will eventually show themselves. As long as our wizard can teleport us to safety, we can stay to wreak as much havoc as possible... beginning with executing these enraptured brutes."

Ælfric pulled his rapier from its scabbard, and surrounded it with rippling air.

"I say we start with the last giant. Fernal, Korgazhar... Shall we?"

"Know that tricks such as this come at a cost" Julian gestured to the ogres and giants he'd hypnotized "and I am running low on what I can safely afford to pay. We need not leave just this moment, but the next large engagement will need to be our last."

Korgazhar needed no further invitation to slit the throats of those downed or mesmerised.

"I'm all for pressing on, whether to release the prisoners or find the rebels, but I accept the tactical necessity of regrouping. Julian, is there a location on this level you can know well enough to teleport safely back?

Fernal doesn't have problem with butchering the mesmerized. She more awaits to hear what everyone has decided. Any here knows she is no leader and not too keen on thinking ahead.

"A tactical retreat is a sound plan. I am not fully spent, but it would be advantageous to regroup. I stand with your endeavors whatever you choose."

Julian didn't answer the question. He didn't wish to speak of further plans here, knowing that the sorceress might be listening in. "We'll speak of our future plans later." He hoped Korgazhar remembered when he sent Ælfric into the leader's chamber to retrieve an object that he might use to teleport more accurately. They'd taken the keeper's keys, the prisoner's clothes and equipment from this place. All of these would serve as adequate catalyst for his teleportation spell.

Stealth check

"I cannot cloak you any longer," Ælfric quietly apologized before he did his best to be unseen and unheard.

Korgazhar readied himself again for the next wave.

"You serve these giants?" Dwen asks the orcs who seem somewhat afraid.

Fernal elect not to say anything as she really doesn't care for orc. Not a bad as she hates giants. She figures anything she would do right now would not aid and getting further. She doesn't even have a more combative stance. She doesn't really fear the orcs at all.

Dwendylin had hoped she'd have a chance to express her mutual disdain for the giants. Perhaps the orcs might have been willing to form at least a temporary alliance against a common enemy. She felt sure they would end up fighting side by side sooner or later. Dwen begins to move down the tunnel after the orcs, but first pauses to see if the others were willing to pursue.