The encounter began with wrapping up the questioning of a lizard man captive from last session, whose fate shall remain a mystery, but before he met it, the lizard man divulged the general layout of the entrance, and so allowed the party a chance to sneak up and gain a surprise round. The lizard mans last words to the party were to watch out for Bruiser. They soon learned the meaning of those words as they rounded a corner to spy a clearing ahead. An old stone foundation lay crumbling with some stone walls and a raised dais with a wide set of steps leading up to a dark hole into the underworld. Standing atop the stone platform was the biggest, fattest lizard brute they had ever seen. He was ripplingly disgusting brute who wielded a dead tree shorn of branches as his makeshift club. He stood head and shoulders above any of them, and was twice as wide as the dwarf. On a rock near the edge of the woods a lizardman lay on his back,his yellow belly exposed to the weather. Another lizard man lurked through the trees nearby.
The party sneaked to the edge of the forest and launched a surprise assault. Two magic missiles led the attack, eah silvery arrow streaking towards a lizard man guard. The knight and cleric each charged the same two, and each of them fell prone at their feet, sliding through the damp grass. The slayer maved half the distance to the great grotesque beast that could only be Bruiser. His suspicions were confirmed when the beast shouted “Me Bruiser… uh… Me kill!” and charged the dwarf, pounding him with his club until the dwarf saw stars. The dwarf was near a stone altar, and used it to his advantage, gaining some partial cover against the lizard freak he fought.
The cleric and knight were each grabbed by the lizard brutes, and their arms wrapped around them, crushing ribs. The knight Kwynn was able to break free with a great heaving of his mail clad arms, bt the cleric was neither strong enough physically nor agile enough to free himself from the clutches, and he was subsequently squeezed until he had to heal his own cracking ribs in order to continue to draw breath. Eventually the wizard Lucan freed the cleric with his beguiling strands, which caused the lizard man to go tumbling through the forest.
After he charged, Bruiser remembered his guard drakes, and whistled for them. Out they came, tearing around the back wall. They looked rather draconic with the twin green strands of smoke coming from their nostrils. The first ran forward to the edge of the foundation and stopped, sat up on two legs, and its throat began to expand like a bullfrog. It then spat a green hissing globule of spit towards the wizard Faverel. The second drake leapt up atop the dais, and feeling cocky, leapt the pit as well, to land on its edge. From their it launched a great glob of spit over the heads of Bruiser and Glaurung engaged in epic battle, anfd through the trees, to come splashing down on Lucan. Lucan cast shield at the next opportune moment, and so was spared from the next glob of corrosive saliva.
Kwynn went down three times over the next 3 rounds, but always managed to leap back up in time for action. He had dreams of never being able to get to the bacon he craved. He got the second to last hit on almost all the monsters, but no kills. Pol Pot almost went down if it werent for some great healing and then a helping push from Lucan. Faverel eventually had to stand up when attacked by a drake forgoing its spit to charge and bit at him. It looked grim, but then Bruiser went crashing to the ground under the mighty axe of Glaurung, who grabbed the mighty beast and swung up onto its back to pummel cleave its skull. Faverel used a freezing attack that knocked a lizard back, and soon the two lizard man guards also lay dead, each felled by a magic missile by the same wizard who first struck them.
The two drakes had no idea they were doomed, and spit their spit, before one was killed by the slayer, who then used a final bull rush to knock the last remaining drake squealing into the pit. The battle was won.