Pulling her cloak about her, Beth visibly shivers. "I-i-i-it's c-c-c-cold," she says. "I w-w-want t-t-to g-g-go b-b-back to Sand-d-das."
"A tropical beach would suit me," says Leslie with a wistful smile.
"Bah," snorts Jo-owrn. "This is lots healthier."
"Okay, Farad, your turn," Beth says, as Kelar begins to dismantle his tent.
Humphrey, pulling his furs on tight after he mounts his horse, asks, "Jo-owrn, how soon before we get to Yna Sur's fortress?"
"It's a town, not a fortress," corrects Jo-owrn. "Hopefully we'll be there tomorrow. Or do mean Snurre's place? That's a few weeks away...if the weather holds."
You set off again, following the Happy Road north through the woods of Happy Valley. The road is deserted, but fortunately the snow is hard packed so you make good time.
Again you camp off in the woods to one side of the road. The night in the tent is peaceful...at least until you are about to go to bed. Then, looking out of the window, you see three trolls sniffing around the outside of the tent. One tentatively chews at a rope, but makes no impression on it.
"Ahhh, my tent...." says Kelar with disgust. "Anyone want to take these guys on or I can lock this thing and they won't be able to get in?"
Raz grins a little to himself at Kelar's dismay. "Should I fry them?" he asks with a smile.
"Now, Raz, if you want you can always sleep outside," says Kelar with a grin.
Farad shakes his head. "I'll take care of them..."
He opens the flap and sends a mindblast in the direction of the trolls.
One troll falls, asleep.
Farad then follows with a magic missile at the closest. His three missiles blast into one of the two remaining monsters. Then, he rushes the closest one with his sword.
Kelar joins them by casting magic missile into one of them. His two missiles blast the last one.
Beth lets loose with a magic missile spell.
Her four missiles badly injure the second one.
Aldarin follows Farad's lead and also heads out with his flaming blade to do some mincing.
Jon turns invisible and joins the fun.
Kelar also moves out to attack.
Humphrey ,seeing the trolls, says, "Yes, these creatures should be dealt with before they can prey on weaker beings." He waits for the spell casters to soften them up and then goes and greets them, with his swords of course.
Ayazin stays in.
Jo-owrn, Leslie, Laurie and Tabrina sit back and watch.
Realizing that there will be nothing left of the trolls soon, Britan breaks out some oil and flint and steel to light the trolls on fire when they are done.
Farad faces off with one of the trolls. He dodges its claw and then sinks his sword into it. The troll, already badly hurt by the magical onslaught, drops.
Humphrey gets to the last one first, just ahead of Kelar, Aldarin and Jon. He lands a glancing blow with his glowing shortsword. The troll scratches him for 8 hit points. The smiling fighter lands a proper blow next with his other sword, and the troll drops.
"Impressive," says Leslie, eyeing Humphrey up and down with a speculative gleam in her eye.
"Well that was really taxing. What do we do next?" asks the cavalier.
Beth says, "Torches, boys!"
She takes a torch out herself and begins to apply fire to the troll bodies.
Sharone collects 2 vials of troll blood, sealing them tightly and wrapping them to stop breakage.
She then helps Beth torch the remains of the trolls.
To the unasked questions, she grins. " I need it to make ink for raise dead scrolls. Thought that having a few in the backpack might be handy."
Jon says, "Will do the same if there is any blood left but only vial...Hey anybody want some brandy?"
The trolls were each carrying a sack. Opening them, you find an amazing collection of hair balls and fleas. In addition, you also find 1500sp in total.
The rest of the night passes quietly.