Rixa greatly enjoys the salmon, and even Nightspear tries some, though he declares that he much prefers berries. Rixa eats her fill, delighting in all of the wonderful and various tastes. When she asks about the recipe, all she learns is that apparently Ameikio's family is from far off and that she must have gotten the secret from there. She sits in the shade, enjoying the wonderful food, waiting for the festival to reconvene (and keeping an eye out for the strange people visiting).
He watches as the fair goers enjoy their food, he looks down at his armored body. He would be with them. If he felt hungry. But he knew that would never happen. He simply passes by and waves. He even makes his way to the owners of the foods and gives each a hand shake/hand kiss, to congratualte and thank them for their efforts and accomplishments with the food set out for all the people attending
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Drakroo enjoys the festival as it progresses, and is pleasantly surprised when more than a few vendors call out to him like they do everyone else.
Mizzug tries a little of all the food as she makes her rounds. Try as she might, she manages to knock her head on more than a few banisters.
Why all so tiny? Need bigger bowls... She considers.
Pleasantly surprised to find herself near Father Zanthus, as she almost steps on the poor man, the half-ogre quickly strikes up a conversation about the history of Sandpoints previous churches.
"Greetings large lady, pleasure to see you again" he kisses her hand again
"Appologies father. I heard your discussion. I too am very interested in the topic, so please continue." as he join the discussion, adding some of his own views
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Mr. Biggs continues to be a, minor, nuisance but manages to go about it in an entertaining way. Usually involving very minor explosions
While enjoying the festival Grattfaulk runs into Mr. Biggs, "Hello again, hope everyone is treating you fairly"
Blushing at the paladins touch, Mizzug giggles.
"'Course. You join us." she replies, pointing to a seat. "Did you see temple? Find you herald there, too?"
Noting his lack of food, she offers him a partially eaten bowl. "Is good. You want?"
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The sun begins to set and father Zanthus climbs atop the stage as the performance of the Harpy Queen comes to an end. The crowd begins to gather, and a few wagons are pulled up onto the streets. A dog is curled up beneith one of the wagons, sleeping.
Zanthus holds up a hand, a thunderstone pinched between his fingers a loud, earspliting crack fills the air and the crowd goes silent, save for the yapping of the dog, who was woken by the crack of the stone.
As Father Zanthus begins his speech, he is interrupted by a woman's scream, and the sound of the dog barking is replaced by a wet gargle. A small form moves through the crowd, causing panic where it went. Until it climbed atop the banquet table, where the goblin, for that's indeed what it was, began to grab all the food it could and shove it into it's maw. A trio of goblins stood near the wagon, brandishing their ragged weapons.
The crowd falls into chaos, fleeing, what few guards there where couldn't get collected in time... looks like it's up to you...
As the conversation dies down, Rixa approaches the mass of people. She's standing near the armored man (Why does he never take even his helmet off? It's got to be uncomfortable.), but at the edge of the crowd. She sees the stray dog, and as it approaches, she gets ready to pet it. When the woman screams, she stands up suddenly, listening for what provoked her response. However, the background sound- that of chanting, fire, breaking, and screaming, causes Rixa to stand up, draw her crossbow, and load it quickly. She knows the sound well, and when the first of the freaks catch her gaze, her eyes narrow and she loosens her Morningstar in its holder, hefting her crossbow.
"Goblins…"
The sparrow on her shoulder twitters at her,
Mr. Biggs jumps at the commotion, he turns toward the goblins.
NO! bad gobo's! Bad! Be good or Mr. biggs Explodes you!
he sets up one of his biggest fireworks and points it towards the middle of the group.
Mr. Biggs warned you!
He listens and when the goblins appeared, he draws his weapon. Tonight only goblins will find the peace of the grave
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Rixa runs over to where the three goblins are and shouts "FIRE!" in a language both unknown and familiar, understood yet foreign, but undeniably ancient and powerful, and a faint red-orange symbol appears in the air on her palm (火) as metallic flames erupt from the symbol, fountaining out and engulfing the three goblins in fire.
Mr. Biggs will run up towards them, Fine! Bad gobos get exploded! Mr. Biggs protect this town!
He grabs one of his orb shaped devices, pours a small vial of liquid in it and lobs it towards the group. It lands in the middle of them, causing of minor plume of flame and a bit of smoke.
Damage from splash is 6, DC 16 for half.
Libris will try to make it to the animal, and he will try to kill goblins as he goes
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Surprised by the sudden disruption of the festivities, Mizzug stands like a stump, watching the actions of the goblins.
Lumbering forward, she hollers "Gobbos bad! Leave nice gobo 'lone!"
Swinging the massive bladed pole at the one standing on the table.
A small sparrow flits from Rixa's shoulder, alighting on the shoulder of a small, scaly person nearby.
Launching into a headlong charge Grattfaulk grips his longsword in two hands trying to disembowel the nearest Goblin.
Drakroo allows himself to be distracted for a moment by the flitting little bird around his head. Concerned at first, he feel a confidence that encourages him, and convinces him to not worry about the bird. Motivated, and hoping to help fight the goblins, he charges forward and attempts to stop the trouble makers!
Mr. Biggs laughs. You stupid Gobo! Mr. Biggs not only smarter than you, but stronger too! hahahaha! He then flicks up one of his alchemist fires from his belt and readies a return throw, aiming just at the goblins feet.
As he makes his way to the animal, he takes a swing at one of the goblins with his weapon of choice. They will not hinder him
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Rixa starts to fumble with her crossbow, only to shake her head.
Forget it. The freaks like fire? They can have it!
"Fire" She says, in that same strange language, much quieter this time, and a thin line of flame bursts from her pointing finger, streaking towards the last goblin.
As the dust settles and the smoke clears as the "unfortunate" goblin is barraged by a number of attacks, Rixa strains her eyes to see the result.
"Did we kill it?"
When the fourth goblin dropped, Rixa took a deep (though quick) breath. She was glad that was over. Rixa looks around at her fellow defenders, who, interestingly enough, had all been at her inn the night before. She speaks a short phrase in Celestial, and Nightspear flutters from her shoulder to each of them in turn. While her familiar gives these allies (even the goblin, though with some hesitancy) divine guidance, Rixa closes her eyes momentarily, and when she opens them, shining fire illuminates them, and a burning halo appears over her head, making her a fearsome sight to behold in the chaos of the goblin raid. She jogs over to where the motley group stands, "Hello! I'm Rixa! Don't mean to hold us up from killing goblins- er, sorry." She nods at Mr. Biggs, "I hope I can exclude present company, but it's good to meet fellow adventurers. I remember you lot from the White Stag last night, but I'm afraid I didn't catch your names."
Frowning at the goblin corpse, she looks over to Mr Biggs. "Sorry gobo. It bad gobo. You good."
Glancing up at the musical sounds coming from Rixa, a grin slides across her face. Offering an awkward curtsy, "I Mizzug. Me not adventurer. Shelyn guides me where I go."
Approaching the rag-tag group from last night, "Greetings again you fine folks, glad Mr. Biggs didn't get mistaken for an unfriendly."
Libris comes jogging with a bundle of fur in his stick like arms
"Please. Someone. Help this poor beast. She (?) Was the one who warned us of the attack and was harmed first..." he holds the poor canine protectively close
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The over-sized lady stows her weapon, and reaches out for the injured animal. "I help."
Mumbling a few words to herself "Shelyn laai asseblief hierdie arme siel." Her hand starts glowing a bright white, with pink hews. She gently touches the dogs wounds.
Mr. Biggs harrumphs. Please, Mr. Biggs is easily distinguished form such foolish, weak, and dumb gobos thanks to fire goddess. Surely town will see that Mr. Biggs is good friendly gobo now.
Rixa raises an eyebrow at Mr. Biggs' statement, but says nothing.
"Well, hello everyone. I'm Rixa. I don't mean to rush anyone, but we do have a town to save."
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Drakroo takes special note when the little bird that had given such confidence during the -albeit short- battle, returns to the woman identifying herself as Rixa. On further thought, he definitely remembered he being in the bar the evening prior.
"Well I think," he starts off saying, "that you done a wonderful job distinguishing yourself from your less.....civilized kin, Mr Biggs." Drakroo takes caution to himself appear professional and well-mannered, lest the concerned townsfolk think he might be associated with the goblin trouble-makers.
"And 'Kudos' to the rest of you as well; you're all very brave, and capable!" Drakroo says.
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The dog wimpers, but his wounds are healed, seems he will live! At the moment however it apears he is too tired to move.
The area around you is in chaos, people have mostly vacated the streets, many are arming themselves with clubs or knives. The town gaurd is in disarray, not one can be seen in the area, however there are a few people standing gaurd in front of the church.
Nearby a building burst into flame, and the shouts of goblins and breaking glass can be heard.
"It seems trouble's not done yet! Come on you all, let's go help! Drakroo yells!
He gently puts the dog down, safe and away from being trampled efore he follows the kobold toward the burning building. The night was long. And the town now needed them the most
"Once more into the fray!" he calls out
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Nodding to her companions, she charges after then.
"Fight no over! Stop bad gobos!" she hollers as they head towards the burning building. Looking over her shoulder towards the church, she adds "Yell if gobos come."
We protect church! So pretty.... Why gobos come??
Rixa, eyes burning with arcane fire, hefts her crossbow, sights for a goblin as it comes into view, and releases. In almost the same movement, she drops the weapon, reloading it in seconds.
"Well? Come on then!" she jogs off in the direction of the burning building, motioning for you all to follow.
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