Recognizing potential danger in approaching the stone-walled tower, the two elves and the goblin scouted ahead, with the magus moving invisibly.
They found that the hill turned steeply up for the last couple hundred feet, and provided much less cover from whatever was hiding within. The elves went to tell Boomah to return for the group, but he had already gone, and they soon heard the noisy footsteps of their companions’ approach.
The duo (actually a quartet, thanks to Kallius’ mirror images) moved out to provide a diversion. A shower of flaming pots came from goblins hanging from a scaffold in the rear of the building, but fell far short. Boomah was surprised by that, as it seemed well within range.
As they continued to move forward, large rocks began hurtling toward them from creatures behind the walls. One goblin that hung on the front edge was skewered by an arrow from Saeren, and he dropped from sight.
The others started moving out to join the two elves, except for wizard Menso, who stayed on the edge of the cover. The group slowly edged their way closer to the old mining structure, as rocks and flaming pots rained down on them.
One large ogre appeared in the window above the door, and waved a long hook-bladed weapon toward the ground. Luix charged up and sundered the haft of the pole arm with a single blow, while the wizard befuddled the creature with his magic. As they came within striking distance of the building, the ogre merely stared down at them muttering to himself.
Kallius tried to draw the others out, but soon realized they shared no common tongue.Menso’s voice in his provided some translation assistance (Puta’chaa) and angry shouts could be heard within.
Then, the double doors of the building flew open and two large ogres appeared behind them. Kallius stepped up and with one flash of his magically electrified rapier brought the creature low. The others fired on the one behind, and soon Luix’s flail had dropped him as well.
The ogre captain above seemed to rouse, but turned and lashed out at the scaffolding. He shook the goblins about and sent grabbing for better holds, but none of the creatures fell.
The third ogre dropped quickly, and soon the warriors had charged up the stairs to face the large ogre in hide armor. He was still befuddled by magic, but stood to defend himself against the new threat.
While fire bombs dropped on him from the goblins above, the warriors quickly circled the ogre and their combined assault sent him back to hell.
The companions gathered in the building, winded but victorious. Four small goblins hung in the scaffolding clinging to a few pots and gripping torches.