Easthaven

Zenithral’s arrows hit hard, but these barbarians are tough. And fast. The first berserker finally dies with three arrows in his chest a few feet away from where Zenithral and Ilmadia take cover behind some wreckage. The second comes barreling through Ilmadia’s fire spell to tackle Zenithral and hold him fast.The other four barbarians sprint as far as they can, raising spears high to throw.

"Always so dramatic," Ras mutters, shaking his head at Vincent's flip.

Pulling his hood up over his head, Ras mumbles something under his breath and raises one fist into the air. Lightning crackles around him and then shoots out in a line toward the rock-hurling giants.

Ras casts lvl 5 Lightning Bolt. Giants makes Dex save, DC 18, half damage on save.

Round 1 Summary

The battle is joined in full as men and monsters grunt and sweat as they work their weapons. Spells and boulders fly, cries of pain and encouragement ring out, and blood flows.

Tribesmen rally around Reothadh as he closes with the nearer group of frost giants. Just as Reothadh’s thunderous axe strikes true, so do those of the men who have just recently come under the old dwarf’s command. But these are frost giants, and every bit of grit the barbarians of Icewind Dale claim, the giants of the icy peaks of the Spine of the World claim more. One of the tribesmen dies as an axe twice his size cleaves him in half, and one of the giants stomps solidly down Reothadh, dealing him a blow that would have crushed any regular opponent (Reo takes 61 damage).

However, Reothadh proves once again today, as he did centuries ago when his story began, that he is no regular opponent.

Some residual giantish magic lingers with the ancient sorcerer, and even as the boot comes down from on high, he grows in height – just for a moment. The giant is caught off balance by the sudden size of his opponent and topples to the ground with a heavy thump made all the louder for Reothadh’s thunder wards (G1 is knocked prone and takes the movement damage from Booming Blade). The tribesmen swarm over the fallen giant, weapons digging deep (G1 takes 78 damage).

Meanwhile, the newcomers to this fight are fresh and ready. Vincent’s conjured light over the second group of giants sears them, but only one succumbs to the radiant sickness (G6 failed the save and takes full, the other two take half). The nearer giant that Vincent picks out for his curse jerks in surprise as its own blue skin turns a dull grey – its first indication that it will not be long for this world.

For all the fighting happening around them, it is Aerihykloarara and Ras who dominate this fight. The trio of rock-throwing giants cannot hope to avoid the powerful druid’s lightning strike (all three fail), and it softens them up just in time for the silver dragon herself to plow into them, Ras seated on her back. One of the giants staggers under Aerihykloarara’s charge, and she digs in with tooth and claw (G5 takes 44 damage). The other two, rocks already in hand, heave them point blank into the dragon’s side, shattering scales and bruising flesh (Aeri takes 62 damage). She cries out in pain and whirls in a circle, battering all three giants to the ground (G5-7 each take 15 damage and are knocked prone), and inadvertently tossing Ras off to one side (Ras is on the ground between the two groups of giants). Then with a beat of her wings she takes to the air and lets out a challenging, terrifying roar, letting all her enemies know that death is at hand (Due to Terrifying Presence, all the giants are frightened except 4 and 7).

Round 2 Player Phase!!

Joril blinks and raises a thick blue hand to his eyes as Zenithral’s form lights up.

He pauses longer when he hears the challenging roar of a dragon echo out over the frozen town (Joril is frightened and loses his rage).

And he takes a step back when Ilmadia holds up the image of Crenshinibon.

And then he falls backwards when a triceratops comes out of nowhere to gore him in the side (Joril takes 26 damage and is knocked prone).

The triceratops snorts angrily and raises a heavy foot to stomp down on Joril’s chest (Joril takes 20 damage). The frost giant chief gasps in pain, then shoves the enormous lizard away. Bleeding and rasping, he tries to crawl away from the beast, and it rams him once more on his bottom to send him on his way (Joril takes 17 more damage from an opportunity attack).

With Joril having retreated, the triceratops turns to regard Zenithral. It huffs again, then blinks slowly, obviously calming down. Its sides and face are covered in wounds, as though it passed through many difficult obstacles - and some of them quite solid - on its way here.