In the near chamber...
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Motuul moved to a corner, burying an axe into a draconid that rushed around the corner. Eric the Dragonslayer cursed its buddy with Thor’s wrath, which was enough for Edgar to take a flying leap off a ledge and piledrive the guy. Another draconid charged Eric and stuck him with a mighty blow that rattled the Dragonslayer’s teeth in his head! Motuul, his back to the wall, descended into a barely controlled rage and lashed out at one of the three draconids now surrounding him.
Oddny cursed a with painful Viking barnacles and her odd susurrations convinced the drake to rush into the draconid room. Meanwhile a draconid stabbed Motuul in his kidney. Motuul snarled and stabbed the draconid in two kidneys. The draconid exploded into a cloud of acid, and the pain caused Motuul to stab yet another draconid in both kidneys, which somehow managed to close up his wounds. Fucking barbarians.
Eric rushed amidst a group and had his moment of glory, using the power of Thor to blast four people away from him, healing his friends in the process. One unlucky draconid fell in a pool of acid, so Edgar decided to use this guy as a springboard and leap into the air. He couldn’t a flying draconid and fell into the acid pool. Poor Edgar.
A staff-wielding draconid added insult to Edgar and breathed fire on the unlucky warforged.
“That all you got, bitch?” crowed Edgar, only to see the flame clear and reveal the draconid’s staff leveled at his face.
“Actually, no,” said the draconid, and blasted Edgar in the face, AGAIN.
“Is that all you got, bitch?” repeated Edgar.
“Yes, actually,” admitted the draconid. “Kings to you, sir.”
Eric the Dragonslayer tried to share the POWAH of THOR! with the draconid next to him and managed to push the implode its pulpy skull. Edgar whacked the guy with the staff who exploded in a shower of acid. This spewed over himself and Eric, wounding them. Whoops.
The rage drake, bored, decided to snack on some Viking prisoners in another room. Motuul watched helplessly as it began to snack on our people.
Meanwhile, in the far chamber...
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Mendas, Hermiad, Chrym, and Verrin got in a four way shooting match with a flaming skull. It could not handle the Viking beatdown and exploded the way all flaming skulls explode.
Suddenly, two draconids rushed into the room. Mendas tried to sneak behind a pile of rubble, but was spotted by one of the draconids who bore a glowing staff. Verrin noticed and zapped him.
The draconid glared at Verrin and shouted “Everybody gets one!”
Hermiad took him up on that and plugged two arrows through him, one of them shooting him dead center in the chest. He immediately turned to a big ice scuplture. Ha, ha. His draconid buddy, who bore a hammer, seemed incredibly freaked out by this, so Hermiad added insult to injury and plugged two arrows into that one as well, follow shortly by a third.
The hammer-wielder charged Chrym, taking yet another Hermiad-fired arrow in the lung for its troubles, and whiffed its hammer swing at the last moment.
“Hope it was worth it,” shrugged Chrym, and punched it with his atomic fist, knocking it from the ledge, and as it fell it exploded in a big wave of sound which harmed absolutely nobody.
A third draconid burst into the room, spotted Mendas, and charged. They proceeded to whack each other in the shins. Verrin zapped him, again covering Mendas. The dazed draconid charged up the wall and whacked Hermiad in both kidneys, liver, spleen, and elfsticle. Hermiad slipped away and accidentally teleported directly into the fracas involving Eric and Oddny.
Mendas was injured but discovered the wonderful world of accidental teleporting before he wound up staring at the tail end of the drake, which whirled around and chomped at Mendas, who was smaller than caged Viking and appeared to be rather free-range, but it was very lazy and half-hearted about it. Mendas decided the best course was to leap on the drake’s back and ride him through the teleporter, wherever that should take him.
Verrin moved to support Eric and Oddny, causing dark energies to flay two draconids nearby as Motuul whacked a dude and Oddny stabbed another guy in the gizzard. Chrym shot the last draconid and peered through the rift, looking for Hermiad. Eric the Dragonslayer heal-stabbed a guy in the face, which sent Thor’s Manly Vigor in a wave around him to knit the wounds of his allies. He then laid his hands on Hermiad in a totally platonic, manly, non-threatening way, and restored all punctured and perforated organs. Edgar continued to bathe in acid, but nevertheless tackled a guy.
A draconid exploded into a wreath of fire while Edgar taunted him and pounded back. It suddenly decided to tap out, teleporting into the room with Chrym where a second draconid charged the crystalline artificer. Chrym dodge-teleported across the room and zapped the previously teleporting draconid.
Verrin exploded into ooze, schlorping through multiple enemies before teleporting next to a draconid that had previous teleported away. Then he teleport-cursed the draconid, zapping it and using its space-time coordinates to leapfrog to another platform.
Hermiad shot another guy, because that’s what he does. This made one of them explode, which killed its buddy draconid. Unfortunately that one exploded as well. Oddny was particularly unhappy about this.
Eric the Teleporting Dragonslayer teleported into the room with the excessive amount of teleporting and smacked a rock wall to start a rockslide, dropping a big pile of rocks on the guy. Edgar decided to get in on this ridiculous amount of teleporting action and teleported into the room of much teleporting, smashed a dude really hard in the face, and exploded him into shards of ice. Verrin zapped the last guy who exploded into acid, misting lightly over Eric.
The battle was over. At that point the party heard their countrymen in the pens and freed them. There were three humans, two elves, and a dwarf who were all from the village of Jorvik. Eric healed them so they could move around. At this point the party heard dozens of enemies charging through the caves, presumably a raiding party heading out to Jorvik. They did not investigate exactly where we were.
A voice identifying itself as Akoshtar the Deathless started talking smack to the Vikings, so the party returned said smack. Akoshtar decided to charge our way, revealing himself to be really freaking huge. That’s where we left offf...
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