Chapter 2: The Crucible of Freya

"Yeah, we just have to kill that Shaman in such a brutal manner that they won't dare come and try to get their revenge!" He said as he clasped his axe.

"Let's get to killing. My blood's starting to boil over!"

Corian agrees with the plan, and even the two guards look anxious to get this over with. The move the pew-barricades from the door and prop them up in tiers throughout the chapel. One stands by the door ready to open it, and the other ducks behind a pew for cover.

Nebbleshuven stands opposite the guard (regardless of if it's a double-door or not). He looks around to see if everyone is all set. If so, he'll give a nod to the guard at the door and get ready to attack anyone coming through the door.

Datura takes her cover and no is an arrow... She is ready.

With her Shield spell cast and a bottle of oil in her hand, Kariantha waits as well, intending to hurl her flaming missile when the first opportunity presents itself...

"I hope you haven’t lost your edge." Ryenne calls to the archers, who saved their lives more than once yesterday.

"A few broad Dwarven shields would be welcome now." she sighs, before nodding her head and hoisting up her equipment.

"Let’s get this over with!"

The door swings open and reveals a courtyard that now has makeshift barricades throughout. One directly in front of the door, some thirty feet away, fails to hide three orcs. Two fire arrows into the doorway, hitting nothing but wood and stone. The third blows a horn as the door opens, signalling to the others.

Round One of Combat
Combat Order
Party
Enemies

Corian utters his arcane chanting and steps before the door for a moment as he points to the orcs before you. All three drop in an enchanted slumber, and you can see a few others do the same from behind cover. There is as of yet no sign of the foul orc-priest.

Datura goes to work...

A dart in her hand, Kariantha grimaces when she sees Corian put himself in harm’s way, striding into the opening so that he can cast his spell. With her shield faintly glimmering, she moves in front of him, hoping to block any fire coming his way with her magics.

After Corian has put several orcs to sleep and Datura and the other archers have fired their arrows, Nebbleshuven feels that maybe the odds have been evened up a bit. He nods to Ryenne, Eldon, and Kurin and charges outside to assess how many orcs may still be awake or on the battlements. If none are there to impede his progress, he'll start slaying the sleeping orcs.

As the orcs fall asleep Eldon aims at one still standing.

Ryenne charges out with the others, her vision trained on one of the vile beasts!

"Die, creature!!" she spits, as she swings!

One orc foolishly stands in shock as his companions fall asleep in the middle of an ambush, only to be soon bristling with arrows stuck into his chest. With a gurgle, he falls to the ground. Ryenne and Nebbleshuven rush into the courtyard and begin slaying the snoring orcs. All can hear a voice cry out from the south side of the keep, where someone yells in orcish, "By me, Grosh!"

A large orc in chainmail with a battleaxe charges towards you, while an ogre lumbers just behind him. The two look like fearsome foes, not just the same orc grunts you've been facing. And to make it more troubling, the orc-priest still hasn't shown his face! As the two rush you, there is time to meet them head-on before they arrive... or to make your escape!

Round Two of Combat

Nebbleshuven catches sight of the orc and ogre charging across the courtyard, a sickening feeling in his gut. He looks to Ryenne, nods, and charges forth to meet his fate.

"Pull back! Use the doorway as a choke point!"

Datura offers her feeble advice as she hops forward to the door and fires on the ogre...

An ogre, this was getting worst by the minute. What would be the worst dying as a sacrifice or crushed by an ogre.
With no better option Eldon aims at the ogre from within the desacrated chapel, in hope his arrows would strike true.

Kurin is groggy from his being tied up and unfed for so long, but now that he hears the cries of battle, he is coming back into focus and sees the ogre that is coming and attacking his saviours. The dwarf rushes towards the large creature and strikes with his axe at legs of the creature.

"Ahhhhh this is for the spilled blood of my comrades!" He cries as he goes in and attacks!