Dneevar will also move closer to the troll and (assuming he reaches the troll with his movement) will stab it with his dagger. If he can't reach the troll, Dneevar will throw the dagger, aiming at the troll's head. Attack: 16 Damage: 6

Lysslinn whips free her daggers and moves next to Aimee and Threestrings, waiting until one of the flying things is about to attack one of her friends to strike.

Attack: 7 Damage: 11

Dnee charges towards the Troll as it leaps off of the well, thrusting his dagger into its gut as a Rose’s wave of fire flies over his head, scorching the trolls face. As it swings at the Dragonborn with each of its claws, it screams in agony as Trani’s words pierce it’s mind. Landing over the dragonborn, it’s smelly maw lunges towards his neck, before Aldrin swipes at it’s abdomen with his sword slashing through it’s flesh.

Claw Attack: 17 Damage: 11 (slashing)

Claw Attack: 26 Damage: 13 (Slashing)

Bite Attack: 13 Damage: 7 (Piercing)

Meanwhile, as the bugs fly towards Threestrings, a cackling blast of energy from Aimee blasts one into dust. The other two dart towards threestrings, but Lyss stands in their way, swinging her knife at them. They dart round her knife and try to inject their proboscis into her neck. 

Bug 1 - Attack: 25 Damage: 8

bug 2 Attack: 13 Damage: 4

Durnan voice booms through the tavern. “Deal with those bloody stirges, I’ll take the troll! Just be sure to burn it when it falls!” He vaults onto the bar, wielding a longsword, glowing with magical energy. 

Lyss staggers, the bug that got through drinking deeply of her blood. "AHAAAAAA!"

She gets the point of one of her daggers under it and slices outward.

Attack: 7 Damage: 10

Dneevar feels confident in his efforts to take down the troll, until he sees the two large claws swiping towards him. The first claw barely manages to strike his arm as he tries to defend himself, leaving huge gashes. The second claw strikes him vulnerable in the chest, reopening several of his scars. This is the end, he thinks to himself. At least it'll be a heroic death. He loses grip of his dagger as he slumps, unconscious, on the tavern floor, narrowly avoiding certain death from the troll biting at the air where he once was.

Death Save: 15

"Oh sh..." Trani sees the troll claw into Dneevar, but heeding Durnan's call she focuses on the strikes. "I hope that lass will forgive me for this..." she thinks as she launches an enchantment at the bugs.

Casting sleep (Wis DC 12) affecting 32 hit points worth of creatures, starting with lowest HP.

Lyss is overcome with sleepiness and curls up under a table.

"See, the guy by the bar will take care of the troll! Lyss! Do you see how red that one that's eating you got? It's like a balloon! Pop it!"

Aimee blasts the not balloon batbug.

Eldritch blast:24

Eldritch damage:4

"Lyss! Don't sleep silly we-"

She yawns and flops down in the middle of the floor with a thump.

Trani looks over to the stirges, ready to act, but before he can he sees a blast of strange energy come out of Aimee disintegrating a bug. As the musician pulls the inflated bug out of Lyss’s neck, Lyss swipes at it with her dagger - bursting it, covering herself and the musician in blood. 

As Dnee falls, the troll turns it’s attention to Alden, who just sliced it with his sword. It turns to face him it’s rotting breath hitting him like a punch in the face.

Seeing the troll as the bigger threat, Alden will keep his attention focused on that. With a calm and practiced ease he will bring his sword to hear and slash towards the creature once more.

Longsword: Attack: 24 Damage: 7 

Bardic Inspiration if still applicable: 18

(And it still did a 20 after I switched it to a six... The site has been really buggy on my end lately.)

5

So with the 5 that should be a 16 to hit if Alden can still use the Bardic Inspiration.

Seeing the bugs burst, Trani returns her attention to the troll, adding her oddly magnified voice to the din to try to attack the creature's weak mind. "Even them squished bugs ain't as ugly as ya!" She urges Alden again, "keep it up, ya can do it!"

Vicious mockery on the troll (Wis DC 12) for 1 psychic damage and disadvantage on next attack on a failed save
Bardic inspiration on Alden (again), add 1d6 to any one attack, save, or ability check for up to 10 min

With the troll distracted, Rose runs in and manages to bandage up Dnee wound, stopping the bleeding. 

The troll bowls into Alden, slashing and biting in a frenzy, ignoring Trani’s jibes, as it’s previous wounds seem to heal themselves. 

Claw Attack: 20 Damage: 8

Claw Attack: 13 Damage: 12

Bite Attack: 22 Damage: 5

Alden’s sword strikes true, slicing the troll across the chest, it wails in pain as seconds later Durnan leaps over the crowd slashing at the beast four times from behind as he lands.

Attack: 20 Damage: 10 

Attack: 27 Damage: 9

Attack: 16 Damage: 6

Attack: 14 Damage: 12

The third attack brings the troll down - bleeding all over the floor as it collapses onto the side of the well. ”It’ll be back up in a sec if ye don’t burn it quick!” He addresses the room

Aimee says,

"Oh, oh! Me! Me!"

She lights her hand and a dagger in it on fire and stabs the troll!

 Stabbing: 17

Damage: 8

The crowd has dispersed a little by now, trying to get away from the troll, so Aimee is able to run right up.

Durnan, looks on in surprise as this smiling half elf lights her dagger on fire and Stabs the troll. It let’s out a dying screech as she plunges the blade into it’s heart.

”You fought well.” He says to nobody in particular as he heads back to the bar, stopping to give Rose a goodberry. “Feed him this, some smelly hermit tried to pay with it earlier.”

"Lyss! Lyss! Come look at the troll!"

Dneevar slowly comes back to consciousness as the berry takes effect. "What happened..." he says faintly, rubbing his temples to try to remember. Seeing the troll dead on the floor, and his reopened wounds, he suddenly remembers. In stark contrast to Rose's utter rage, Dneevar calmly looks up at Durnan and says, "Forgive me, sir. I underestimated the power of that troll. Can you... uh... bring me my glass of mulled wine? It might help... uh... rejuvenate me."

Lyss makes sure Threestrings is alright before staggering over to Aimee, keeping a wary eye on the well, on case any more blood suckers show.

"Hey! Threestrings! Come look! You can make a song about and Lyss and me! Aimee the Trollslayer and Lynn the Batbug Popper!"

She starts humming to herself.

"Lyss! This place is great! Is that what happens outside every night?"

Durnan laughs in Roses face “baha, good luck finding a noble who’ll put their name towards closing down the yawning portal! Bonnie, get her the wine, and get the dragonborn his drink too.” 

Threestrings tries to calm Lyss as she frets over him “Honestly, I don’t have a scratch. It’s you I’m worried about, you took the bite for me, it looks really bad! Thank you so much! Now make sure Aimee doesn’t get in trouble” he stumbles over his words. 

“Bravo heroes!” A bearded man pushes through the crowd applauding 

“You be adventurers, am I right? I could use your help. Let’s find a table to talk, shall we?”

Aimee looks at the man and smiles and waves a burning hand and dagger.

"Hi!"

Then yells back to Lynn and Threestrings,

"We're heroines!"