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The first
assault against the giants was frightening for those of us who'd never
done it before
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A vicious
battle was raging in the tiny room. Several of us fell, and, sadly, some
not even to the blows of giants... But to a feral Stone Spider.
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The event
attracted the attention of two guides, one of whom was this gorgeous lady.
One day Alruna will look like this!
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So we
prepared ourselves for the fight ahead...
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We healed,
buffed, rebuffed and reorganized the groups..
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With all
those preparations, nothing could stop us, right?
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WRONG!
Nothing could've prepared us for the five giants that attacked us then.
The poor pullers had an accident and a horde of giants fell upon us.
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Try as
we might, we could not defeat them all...
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And soon
our broken bodies littered the ground.
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Slowly,
we began the resurrection/healing process. Luckily some of the Clerics
had camped during the fight!
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Once we
were all ready, we swore vengeance upon our enemies, and the brave Seymore
brought more of the red behemots to us.
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This time
they were less numerous and we used our numbers to our advantage.
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Magic
and sword blows assaulted the Fire Giants. They pounded mightily on their
opponents, but the Clerics healed the fighters...
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Clerics
like the bold Garvok here
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And soon
the last giant found himself facing a horde of bloodthirsty adventurers.
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He roared
in anger and pain...
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And he
fell down before our might!
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