Seradrim Session Logs
From Black Country Role Playing Society
Edwig's Nippy Ramblings Part I
Edwig Nippy is a born again good person, who was once a vicious bandit and now is a vicious fighter. Here are his ramblings.
Gather round, and I’ll tell you the tale of the Noisy Troll. Having followed the path of the straight and narrow I had joined up with a decent bunch of souls. They where just as brutal as the bandits I had grew up with but they contained their violence to monsters and any critters they didn’t care the look of. We considered ourselves the best of the best nothing could best us that is until we came upon the noisy troll.
We had been hired to free the pass of the monsters that had moved in and recover the shield that the last party (who was doing the same job on the cheap) was given to remove the obstruction. Well things had started strangely when we spied an ogre hiding up a pole using a bow. We aimed to get him with ambush but the appearance of two trolls had messed that plan up. I HATE!!! Trolls, they cling to life almost as much as they cling to your back when they rend the flesh from it. Our wizard muttered something about should have picked fireball as his lighting bolt smacked into them, and it was time to rumble. Well a brave fighter would have charged right into those 9’tall hideous fetid mutant giants. Well I can tell you I was cacking myself, I let them do the running I was going to do the fighting. The charging troll got me a good-urn but I gave him the old one, two, three, four with the two bladed sword and he wasn’t good for much after that. Well I wasn’t the only combatant in the melee and pretty soon the pretty-boy paladin on his horse and the sneaky rogue and even sneakier priest was giving as good as they got. Those trolls they just don’t want to die and not until the wizard made the rogues sword all flamey could we get the buggers to die.
When we finally finished the last one we felt pretty good, the rogue was posing with his flaming sword and we had just started the traditional strip when the Noisy Troll entered the scene. The noisy troll wasn’t particularly noisy but his lighting bolts were! Well sorcerors are always bad, they are pretty much Johnny-one-spells so when one lighting bolt comes out you can count on another two or three to follow. The normal trick is to close and fight, ‘cause they die real quick- BUT A TROLL, THAT’S TAKING THE PISS!!
He had holed up in a small house our brave paladin and emboldened (I have a fiery sword) rouge raced to the entrance while I went for the window. Both those brave fools went arse over tit when they trod into the grease (a spell cast previously) by the noisy troll. Well things could get worse and they did when he blinded both of them with glitterdust. Our sneaky priest soon silenced the Noisy Troll alas it was just the silence spell and when I entered through the window I was discovered the Noisy Troll was just a nasty in hand-to-hand as I passed into a violence induced coma.
As I cam around I saw the Noisy Troll frustrated at his enforced silence taking it out on the blind - deaf rogue clutching a flaming sword. Words can’t describe what the troll did to the poor rogue but basically the troll must have been terribly frustrated because we found the rouge everywhere after the combat. I managed to land a decent blow on it and he swotted me back into unconsciousness, I was sure that we was all goners but we won the day.
Apparently when all looked lost the cavalry charged in and finished the Noisy Troll off, well in this case it was the paladins war horse- he was so outraged by the Paladin’s poor showing, he kicked the trolls ass on his own.
So if you are burdened with a beast, use the beast of burden!
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