OK, quick note, I misread the hp on that druid. So, updated events.
The goblin is badly wounded, but still alive as Alkaid's tackle takes him down. The cat, however...RIP, Tangletooth. (Well, technically, it's at 0.)
The panicked druid calls out "No! I talk, I deal...don't kill Tangletooth, please, longshanks. WE not attack town...told Ripnugget bad, BAD idea...all fault of Ripnugget and that silver-haired longshanks. Crazier than most, she is. If kill her, Ripnugget and tribe listen to ME again, leave longshanks town alone! Promise!"
"The silver-haired longshanks came because she said she could speak to our imprisoned ancestor. She said her goddess sent her to aid in freeing him. Always, since we first came to this spot, our chiefs have heard his voice...until Ripnugget. When this silver---Nualia?---came and claimed to hear him, the chief believed her. But all she has done has been for her own aims. Her actions threaten the tribe. Your presence here proves that! I serve Ripnugget. I serve our ancestor. But mostly I serve the tribe. Spare those of us you can, slay the foreigners Ripnugget brought together. Slay that bugbear who would replace him. Slay the silver-hair. Then perhaps Ripnugget will listen to the true voice of the tribe. She has allies; that glassmaker's son, a mercenary longshanks male, and a longshanks spellcaster female. I think her goddess has sent her allies as well. Drive them from our land, slay them if you must, and I will strive to keep the tribe from the stone city in the future. I swear on our ancestor!"
After looking through his stuff Brin nods to the goblin:
"You can come with us by me where I can see you. You convince the goblins that will listen not to fight. If you act well, you may be able to keep this land."
The badly wounded druid looks nervous, but complies, keeping Brin between him and Kaddoc. "I am Ggomort. I will help tribe, even if it means aiding you longshanks against others!
He nods energetically, then mutters sotto-voice "Especially if it means longshanks fight longshanks, not goblins."
Across the bridge, you see the entry to the stockade. It is made of thick wood that, on closer inspection, seems to have been made of scavenged timbers and parts for ships. Some beams even still bear nameplates, while others look like they were once masts.
There are four goblin guards with their dogs here, but they seem a bit distracted. They're playing some sort of game involving three of them tossing rocks at a gull tied to a string while the other one tries to keep the gull out of their reach.
Your new-found 'friend' steps forward and calls to the guards "Here friends of silver-hair. I take them to Ripnugget and her."
The guards look over, shrug and go back to their game.
He leads you into the first room (c 11). This rather grisly trophy room has a floor of hard-packed soil and wall hangings of what appear to be the goblin tribe's greatest trophies. a number of poorly preserved dog and horse heads are mounted on the eastern wall, while the southern wall contains but one; a pair of large black-feathered wings tacked to the wall with daggers.
Gogmort looks rather smug about those "Those mark Chief Ripnugget's greatest feat! He slew harpy that killed most half the tribe and two former chiefs! This before that angry silver-hair comes whit her dangerous allies. The cheery half-elf, not here now- her lover, I think. See them going at it like donkey rats in the woods, but when I tell Ripnugget, he get angry at ME! Like silver-hair really going for him. Ha! Also mean bugbear, that Bruthazmus. Hates elves, him. Rather kill elves than anyone. Longshanks mercenary, quiet, but wears lots armor, and dark-skinned female who likes fire. Burn goblins get too close! Think that armor longshanks likes her. Wish both just go! Then silver-hair easier to get. Silly, to. Cut own belly to honor goddess. That how she get demon arm!"
Gogmort leads you to a set of double doors leading into a corridor. ”This leads to throne room. You deal with Warchief Ripnugget Telll him you only come for silver-hair and her longshanks companions. You make deal now.” He throws open another set of double doors at the end of the corridor and steps back into the hallway.
The throne room is huge, it's ceiling supported by four iron-spike covered square posts, it's walls lined with furs and pelts, mostly the black-and-red pelts of the catlike creature you fought earlier, as well as many dog and horse skins. The lower reaches of the spied posts are covered with severed hands in various states of decomposition (most of them seemingly human, btw). At the northeastern potion of the room stands a platform surmounted by a throne covered in dog and horse skins, it's armrests dog skulls and surmounted by a grinning horse skull. On it is seated an armored goblin wearing a spiked crown. Curled at his feet is a giant gecko. A female goblin, dressed like one of those bard-like chanters you fought in Sandpoint stands at the base of the platform and at least three well-armored (for goblins) tough-looking goblins stand at various points in the room.
”Stop right there, longshanks!” Ripnugget declares. ”How dare you enter without my permission? Do you truly believe you've earned the right to speak to me? Or do you claim to be those so-called 'heroes of Sandpoint' who stood against my people? Ha! Like you look strong enough for that.”
He looks you over, then points at Kaddoc and laughs. ”Why do you work with these? You know they'll only betray one of your blood. Longshanks humans can never be trusted!”
Without waiting for a response he then gestures at Brin. ”At least YOU look tough. But are you brave as well? Approach me and present your case. Maybe I'll listen.”
Manifesting Time 1 standard action
Duration 1 min./level (D)
Power Points 1
DESCRIPTIONYou create an invisible mobile disk of force that hovers in front of you. The force screen provides a +4 shield bonus to Armor Class (which applies against incorporeal touch attacks, since the force screen is a force effect). Since it hovers in front of you, the effect has no armor check penalty associated with it.
Augment For every 4 additional power points you spend, the shield bonus to Armor Class improves by 1.
Brin moves to the chief and hits him as only a giant can.
hit/damage:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 273d6 + 9 ⇒ (5, 1, 1) + 9 = 16
"You don't want to take another hit--I kind of pulled that one. Usually I hit much harder."