"Tik'Klik!"
Tik readies another action to attack the first to come within 30'.
Darya takes aim, studying the form and movements of her mark and follows up with another arrow.
Amadeen steps into position where she can reach others and shield herself somewhat. She stands ready to give the nearest ghoul the evil eye.
Jorin looks about him, gauging ranges to each ghoul and the parties positions. He steps forward and shakes free his lasso getting ready to use it. I'll slow them down, give us more time. Don't worry", he says smiling,"I won't be reckless about it"
The ghoul Darya is shooting at is already beginning to reflexively recoil from her attacks which mitigates the damage he is about to take.
Tik'klik, Amadeen and Jorin prepare to counter attack once the ghouls close in.
Bounding out of the crypt comes a ghoul and runs afoul of Amadeen's hex. A heartbeat after this Tik'klik fires a glob of acidic energy that goes wide. Jorin brings the lasso down around the rope around his foe leaving a very irritated looking ghoul.
The Injured Ghoul moves up and tried to bite Barek but misjudges the distance and it's fangs come down on nothing with air.
Barek picks up a nearby branch and swings it at the injured ghoul trying to catch it under the jaw.
Mong swiftly moves around the same ghoul as his companion and tries to bite at it's heel.
Thornkeep Graveyard Map 2
Initiative-Round 2
Darya
Jorin
Tik'klik
Amadeen
Ghouls
-Blue Evil Eye Round 1/7, Lasso
-Green
-Purple -6HP
-Red
Barek
Amadeen gulps at the sight of the ravening ghouls so close by, her arm still stinging from earlier, and steps behind Jorin. And then fixes a ghoul with a steely gaze, chuckling loudly after.
Jorin snaps the rope tight as it loops over the ghoul. "Got him" he thinks. Looking about again he shouts,"Tik, Amadeen step back a bit. They are going to push through us to ye if we aren't careful"
Jorin steps back and while maintaining a grip on the lasso flicks his left hand quickly, firing two chakrams at the ghoul in quick succession.
"Tik'Klik!"
Tik seems annoyed as his other arm slides a morning star from the wrist, the hand folding back into a cuff that locks around the morning star's hilt. He slams the morning star into the purple ghoul attacking Barek, and then steps back 5 ft.
Switching attention to a closer threat, the hunter girl once again studies her mark and lets the arrow fly.
Darya and Jorins combined efforts put down one of the ghouls. The previously injured one takes a hit from Tik'klik and tries to pull back.
Mong brings the abomination down and finishez it off.
Red moves forward a little attempting to bite Darya and ckaw Jorin.
Green moves to attack Barek and Tik'klik
Darya
Jorin
Tik'klik
Amadeen
Ghouls
-Green
-Red
Barek
Barek moves to flank with Tik'klik and swings the branch with both hands at the ghoul while Mong tries biting it's leg.
Darya
Jorin
Tik'klik
Amadeen
Ghouls
-Green -6HP
-Red
Barek
"Tik'Klik!"
Tik brings his morning star down on the ghoul!
Jorin staggers as the ghoul hits him, wincing in pain as the claws rake over him."Well", he thinks,"that's going to leave a mark."Stepping back he looks to Amadeen."Maybe a shot of that wand is needed. I seem to be bleeding a bit here and there and there and over there. He chuckles at his own bad joke.
Dex+PBS+Size-flurry= +4
Jorin flicks both hands, chakrams falling into waiting fingers. Throwing the first overhanded he follows with a snap underhand throw feeling both flying straight and true.
I'm down to 3 hp after Spitsnarl the Wonder Ghoul got to me.
Dropping the bow, Darya sizes up the ghoul as she brandishes her spear and strikes with a powerful sweep.
With a flick of her wrist, Amadeen launches the healing wand into her hand. She then steps back, lightly tapping Jorin on the back, chuckling.
"We can't have you bleeding everywhere, you'll leave a mess!"
While Darya's shot misses Jorin hurls his chakrams at another ghoul which joins the others on the ground.
Tik'klik watches as the last ghouls bounces out of the way of his attack.
Amadeen moves in to provide some much needed healing for Jorin.
The last ghoul, surrounded as it is unleashes it's fury upon those around it but to no avail as it starts to lash out unthinkingly.
Darya
Jorin
Tik'klik
Amadeen
Ghouls
-Green -6HP
Barek
Amadeen stops her steady backing away - no need now - and turns to face the last ghoul, fixing them with a stare.
"Time for you to go down for good."
"Tik'Klik!"
Tik ducks a wild swing and brings his morning star down on the ghoul!
Jorin blows out his cheeks and nods at Amadeen."Tough enough, they take a bit of a beating to go down." Moving past Amadeen he gets an angle on the last ghoul and spins a chakram its way.
Dex+PBS+Size= +5 Should have been noting Precise Shot earlier.
Darya joins the rest of the group in ganging up on the remaining ghoul.
The last ghoul falls beneath your blows, leaving ye to check the surrounding area. It seems like they were using the nearby mausoleum as their lair.
There are no weapons or armor but there are a few items of value including a silver brooch (30gp) and a marble statuette making a depiction of the goddess Pharasma (100gp), two more interesting items include a Potion of Cure Light Wounds and a Potion of Sanctuary.
"Filthy creatures, desecrating the resting place of this towns ancestors. It should be better for everyone now that they are gone. I wonder what caused them to nest here to begin with?"
Amadeen steps up to the last ghoul to kick it, but at the last second catches wind of the smell and backs off.
"Ooof, that is *vile*! But at least they won't hurt anyone else. Maybe they wanted gravemeats?"
Seeing the statuette:
"Oh that is pretty. One to sell when we get back, but I'll hang onto it for now. The potions should go to whomever thinks they'll end up bleeding a lot."
Please start to consider two things.
First do you want to gold as the reward or the doubled amount with the cleric of Gorrum for healing and restorative magics.
Secondly do ye want to rest for the day or try your luck at one of the dungeons.
"Tik'Klik!"
A veritable pitter patter of 'phooms' occurs as the golem goes around and melts the heads off the ghouls with acid, ensuring they don't get back up again. A few shots to each body also makes sure that nothing comes out of the corpses. When it's done, it sits in the center of the cemetary, and begins rotating it's head 360 degrees, it's eyes glowing purple.
"We should head back to the temple. It's worth making sure we're the ones to claim the reward and not some chancer seeing the ghouls are gone. Besides, cleaning up after being in a graveyard is appealing."
"Speaking of the reward, I think the spells are worth more to us. We've no cleric on-hand. I can patch up a few gouges but not grow back limbs or raise the dead."
Nothing new coming up under detect undead.
To be clear this place is lingering at the edge of town so it'll be minutes to get back to the shrine or inn for example without rushing.
"The Emerald Spire is where the big payoff is, we shouldn't tarry long before wandering in there."
"Tik'Klik!"
Tik stands up, and his hand unfolds and turns back into a hand, and generally he seems to have gone 'off alert'.
He then turns and begins to trundle toward the entrance to the graveyard.
"I'll be taking my share in coin," Darya shakes her head. "Need to save up for better arms, and a good warbow costs a damn fortune. That being said, I'm in favour of getting the token and moving on."
As you emerge from the Echo Wood underbrush, you find yourselves staring up at a ruined keep guarding a broken central tower, all made of smooth green glass. It's obvious that a grand battle took place here many years ago, and the clearing around the ruin lies barren, with sickly weeds struggling to rise from the magic-blasted earth. Melted chunks of twisted glass pepper the ground, lending a green hue to the clearing's light. Despite the damage, however, the glass of the keep itself seems to have avoided the ravages of time, with those pieces that survived the initial cataclysm unmarred by pitting or cracking, clean of moss and other clinging debris.
At the top of a steep dirt path winding up through the rubble, a doorway opens onto darkness, it's entrance seeming to steal light into it's inky depths.
"Tik'Klik."
Tik'Klik trundles along in the middle of the group, casting Mage Armor on himself as they get to the spire.
Amadeen fort save please DC13..you're feeling a little hot as you trudge out to the Emerald Spire.
You've got a bad fever. -1d3 Con, -1d3 Dex
Amadeen is blissfully unaware that anything was amiss.
Anything ye want to do approaching the spire or saunter up.
There's an old path.
Glancing at the spire, Amadeen speaks in a low voice. Her arm still stings from yesterday's fight, but is nearly healed thanks to rest and Barek's aid.
"We should sneak up. No sense in being obvious."
Advance carefully and quietly. Keeping an eye out for the inevitable trouble.
"Tik'Klik?"
When everyone else starts doing the 'sneak sneak' walk, Tik Kliks, then begins following suit.
When Barek is looking the other way, a bone with some slightly rancid meat on it drops out of Tik's arm onto the ground in front of the mutt that accompanies them.
Jorin grins as Tik drops the bone and continues to follow the party as the rear guard moving quietly resisting the urge to pet Mong as he go's by because it's not a good idea to pet an eating dog that's still unfamiliar with you. He maintains a watch on the middle and rear of the group careful of an ambush.
Suppressing a small laugh that slightly ruins his stealthy composure he still keeps a fairly good lookout as Barek carefully avoids a tree.
The stone staircase that led up to the tower's door is now nothing more than a rubble-strewn cliff. On the tower's south side, a dirt path winds up the steep embankment to a pitch black doorway.
You come across a goblin guard near the entrance that is gleefully playing a game of tug of war with a mangy canine over a bone. The canine’s face has the same flat nose, beady eyes, and protruding teeth as a rat grown grotesquely large.
Neither of noticed ye before it's too late. Ye get a surprise round... I'll roll initiative if either survives.
Loathed by men and beasts alike, goblin dogs are ugly, stinking, craven, and foul-tempered. It’s no surprise that goblins find kindred spirits in these shunned, disgusting beasts. Constantly itching, afflicted with a species-wide mange exacerbated by prolific dander, even the healthiest goblin dog looks sickly and starved.
Despite its name, the goblin dog is in fact a species of rodent grown monstrously large. Their long-legged shape and proclivity to hunt and run in packs earned them their popular name, a name that many goblins take issue with, as it galls the average goblin to consider these, their favored mounts, having anything at all to do with actual dogs. Of course, being goblins, they haven’t bothered to come up with alternate names for goblin dogs. Perhaps they don’t realize they can.
Contact with a goblin dog’s infested, mangy hide causes most other creatures to break out into hives, a condition known as “goblin rash.” Goblinoids seem to be immune to this affliction, and are fond of keeping goblin dogs as guardians and mounts.
Despite their skin conditions and disorders, goblin dogs are highly resistant to disease. Their favored food is carrion—the riper, the better. That many goblin tribes let their goblin dogs run free in their lairs is the single reason most goblin dens aren’t filthier than they actually are; constantly hungry, a goblin dog eats anything it can chew that it finds left behind by other, more discerning palates.
Amadeen whispers to the others: "Don't let the goblin dog-rat touch you, they're diseased. I'll soften it up."
"Tik'Klik!"
Tik'Klik, out of range, moves up the path 30 ft. As he moves, one hand breaks down and forms a cuff around his wrist, and the other does the same, allowing a morningstar to extrude from the wrist, before the former hand now cuff clamps down on the shaft.
Barek lines up the Goblin carefully.
Darya follows up on the Amadeen's hex, taking a shot at the dog.
Seeing the goblin and dog like thing ahead Jorin pulls a chakram from his arm, gauging the distance as easier to the goblin he sights along his arm before pulling it back over his head and flicking it forward, the chakram almost singing as it cuts the air.
Dex+PBS+Size= +5
St+PBS= +2
Edit -1 to hit and damage, was out of PBS range and another -2 to hit for beyond 30' range so 12 to hit and 7 damage.