Where It All Began: Dragoncat's Rise of the Runelords (Inactive)

Game Master Dragoncat

Current Date: Starday, 4th of Neth, 4710 AR

Current Chapter: The Skinsaw Murders

Current Map

Foxglove Manor


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Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

Eostre glares at the dog that bit her. She still had some fire left in her as she yanks her arm back and the fireball rolls towards the dog one last time!

Fire Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 6, 1) = 12

The flaming sphere will fizzle out once this round's over. Who knew I could get that much mileage out of three rounds? I can't wait till I'm higher level so I can just swing this spell around like a yo-yo!


Reflex Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

This time, the hound sees the sphere coming and leaps into the air. The ball of fire fizzles out as it lands.

Eostre can swear it's grinning at her.

Mogmurch whimpers, and Reta shakes her head. "HLOUPÝ PSI! HLOUPÝ! HLOUPÝ! HLOUPÝ!" She screeches.

"TEĎ JSI HLOUPÁ A MRTVÉ!" She pulls out her bow and (surprisingly enough) aims at the wounded hound that spooked her!

Goblin:
"STUPID DOGS! STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!"

"NOW YOU'RE STUPID AND DEAD!"

Arrow Shot: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Damage?: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Her arrow sticks into the hound's flank, but is immediately pushed out of its hide.

Round 5

The goblin wives continue to run for their lives.

Nicat & Conner are up! Nicat is free of panic!


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"Díky za to, že trochu chybět!" Eostre yells at Reta.

Goblin:
"Thanks for that, little miss!"


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

Nicat shakes his head to clear the waves of panic that have engulfed him, wondering where it is he's ended up. He turns and heads back down the hall as quickly as he can.

Double move. Can someone move my token?


Done.

Conner is up!


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2

Conner keeps his attention on the heavily wounded dog, he's got to get it put down now before the goblins come to their senses and he's even more outnumbered than he already is.

Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7


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Conner's strike hews the hound's head from its neck. It collapses and disappears in a puff of foul-smelling black smoke.

Poog growls in frustration and starts intoning another prayer. His weapons start glowing a bloody red around the edges.

Ekan & Evelyn are up! Ekan is free of panic!

Evelyn is on the Thistletop, Surface Level map.


Ekan turns and starts running after Nicat.

Evelyn is up!


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

Evelyn continues to run the hell away.

"AHHH!!!!!!!!!"


Sorry to keep you waiting, folks--the heat's been beating me down.

Chuffy gathers his wits and starts stalking over to Conner & Eostre as the remaining yeth hound bites at Conner's shins.

Chomp: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 4) + 4 = 11
Will Save (Conner): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Trip: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

The hound is clearly fed up with not doing much harm to Conner, and savagely bites down on his leg and yanks him to the floor.

Conner is now Prone.

Upstairs, Bruthazmus throws the door open--and is greeted by the sight of his most hated foe. Shalelu recoils in surprise and disgust as the bugbear runs past her and starts tugging on the door closest to him.

Initiative (Shalelu): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Eostre is up!


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12
GM_Runecat wrote:
Upstairs, Bruthazmus throws the door open--and is greeted by the sight of his most hated foe. Shalelu recoils in surprise and disgust as the bugbear runs past her and starts tugging on the door closest to him.

Awesome!


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Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

Eostre sees Chuffy approaching and glares. She points her finger at him.

"ANI O TOM PŘEMÝŠLET, CHUFFY!" she barks in her best "disapproving schoolmarm" voice.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

Goblin:
"DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, CHUFFY!"

She punctuates her warning by twirling her glaive again and calling fire to her fingertips, shooting it in a cone outwards. As Conner's on the floor and out of the way, the yeth hound is caught in the blast!

Speaking of heat beating things down, Eostre's gonna cast burning hands!

Fire Damage: 3d4 ⇒ (1, 4, 4) = 9


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Reflex Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Eostre's fan of flames catches the hound, but it manages to roll around to put out the worst of it.

Chuffy actually stops when Eostre barks at him. He looks mostly surprised that she's speaking in such a way to him.

Mogmurch continues to cower in fear.

Reta, on the other hand, shrieks at the top of her lungs and yanks out her dogslicer, ditching her bow on the floor. "NEMYSLETE SI, ŽE TO Z NÁS DĚLÁ PŘÁTELE, DLOUHÁN!"

Goblin:
"DON'T THINK THIS MAKES US FRIENDS, LONGSHANKS!"

She slogs through the rubble Eostre's spell created, trying to get to the yeth hound to stab it!

Round 6

The goblin wives continue to panic. Perhaps they'll find some clothes as they run about.

Nicat & Conner are up!


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

Nicat hurries back into the fight, drawing his sword as he moves. When he gets back into the temple, he slices at the yeth hound!

Can't move token right now, can someone move Nicat next to Conner just inside the door?

Longsword Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
Longsword Damage, Arcane Strike: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2

Ignoring the goblin for now, Conner gets back to his feet as quickly as he can, fully aware how vulnerable this makes him to the hound.

holding off on standard action until I see if he gets hit


AoO: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

The yeth hound leaps at Conner's throat as he gets to his feet, and barely manages to bite his face.

Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 3) + 4 = 9
Trip?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Will Save (Conner): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

The beast's teeth open a deep cut above his brow, but otherwise is unable to stop Conner from getting to his feet. Nicat's sword nicking its flank may have thrown off its aim somewhat.


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2

"Glad to see you didn't run all the way back to Shayliss after all." Back on his feet, Conner shakes his head to keep the blood out of his eyes and stabs the dog-thing deep in it's side.

Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Crit Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9


Conner's sword spears the beast through its side, but somehow it still clings to life.

Poog, curious as to what's happening before him, opts to hold his fire.

Ekan & Evelyn are up!


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"S nepřáteli, jako jste vy, kdo potřebuje kamarády?" Eostre quips.

Goblin:
"With enemies like you, who needs friends?"

Eostre shoots a glance at Nicat.

"Thee? I told you they're thcary!"

Eostre Roldheim everyone! The power of ancient wizards and the maturity of a five-year-old! :P


Male Human Monk-6 (HP: 49/56; AC 19, 18t, 16ff; F+7,R+7,W+8)

Ekan moves to rejoin the group, apologizing as he does so, "I cannot apologize enough."

Hard to read the map, but I think Ekan is blocked off from attacking anyone at this point.


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

I believe Conner's outside the range of my ability now I'm this far on the surface level, so I couldn't take damage for him this time... :(

As her spell continues to heal her, Evelyn continues to run and scream. She reaches the door in the southeast corner of the courtyard and yanks it open, only to stand face to face with Bruthazmus.

"AHHH!!!"

@GM: This was my last round of running away, wasn't it?


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9
Ekan Waterfield wrote:
Ekan moves to rejoin the group, apologizing as he does so, "I cannot apologize enough."

"It's an extraplanar dog with magic fear-inducing howls. There's nothing to apologize for!"


Evelyn: I think it is.

Chuffy watches Reta stab impotently at the hound without lifting a finger to get involved himself.

The hound ignores the goblin stabbing it and tries to bite at Conner again, thrashing madly about!

Chomp: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

Its wild flailing proves useless.

Bruthazmus screams as Evelyn opens the door to the courtyard in his face and he turns on his heel, sprinting down the eastern hallway of the fort. Shalelu gives chase with bloody murder in her eyes and an arrow nocked in her bow.

Eostre is up! FINISH HIM!


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

Eostre conjures another glowing green telekinetic fist and sends it rocketing towards the hound.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Bludgeoning Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3


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Eostre's telekinetic punch smashes the hound's nose in and it crumples to the ground. It whines once before evaporating in a cloud of greasy black smoke.

Combat over on Level One. Evelyn is now free of panic.

Mogmurch finally pokes his head out from the corner he's hiding in and creeps out. "...are they gone?"

Reta starts throwing a tantrum, jumping up and down and squawking in rage where the yeth hounds once stood. Chuffy just rolls his eyes and turns to Eostre.

"You. Longshanks." He puts his dogslicer away. "We're at a bit of an impasse here, it looks like."


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

Evelyn double moves after Shalelu. "អ្នកមិនអីទេ? តើអ្នកត្រូវការជំនួយ?"

Aklo:
"You okay? Do you need help?"


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

Impasse? Nicat thinks to himself, keeping uncharacteristically quiet out of curiosity to see how Eostre responds, That's a big word for a goblin.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

Eostre leans on her glaive.

"That we are. You lot are pretty handy in a fight."

She strokes her chin.

"Why are you even bothering with this dump anyway? You're clearly smarter than your dead warchief or his longshanks lickspittles."


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2

Conner whips his sword to flick the demon blood from it, then wipes the rest on the face of his shield. Didn't seem like an impasse to him, it felt like charity letting these goblins live.


Male Human Monk-6 (HP: 49/56; AC 19, 18t, 16ff; F+7,R+7,W+8)

Ekan is startled, for once he and Conner silently agree. We're trusting these little butchers?


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Evelyn

Shalelu blinks in confusion as you speak. "Excuse me?"

She doesn't say anything else as she snaps off three quick shots at the naked bugbear down the hall...

Rapid Shot *Favoured Enemy, PBS*: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 11 + 1 = 23
Damage *Favoured Enemy, PBS*: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Rapid Shot *Favoured Enemy, PBS*: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 11 + 1 = 17
Damage *Favoured Enemy, PBS*: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Rapid Shot *Favoured Enemy, PBS*: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 1 = 19
Damage *Favoured Enemy, PBS*: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

...two of which hit the bugbear in the chest, and one in the stomach.

The bugbear responds by roaring in rage and charging Shalelu, trying to grab her!

Grapple? *Favoured Enemy*: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 2 = 27

Before the ranger can react, he grabs Shalelu's shooting arm and starts trying to wrench it behind her back. Shalelu starts struggling, fumbling for the short sword at her belt...


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Eostre wrote:
"Why are you even bothering with this dump anyway? You're clearly smarter than your dead warchief or his longshanks lickspittles."

"Well, because Ripnugget wasn't worth pissing off." Chuffy snorts and picks at one of the boils on his face. "Of course, now that he's dead, it looks like he wasn't worth much of anything, anyway."

"No, it's that white-haired Longshanks that REALLY worried me. Ripnugget was totally head-over-heels for her, if you can believe that." The boil-faced goblin makes a gagging motion with his hand. "Totally forgot about his wives, too."

"CHUFFY! CO JSTE JIM ŘEKL? NEŘÍKEJTE JIM NIC DŮLEŽITÉHO!" Reta screeches, folding her arms and pouting/glaring at the spindly goblin.

Goblin:
"CHUFFY! WHAT ARE YOU TELLING THEM? DON'T TELL THEM ANYTHING IMPORTANT!"

Chuffy just rolls his eyes in transparent irritation.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"She always like that?" Eostre asks, jerking her head in Reta's direction slightly.

"By any chance, was this white-haired lady named Nualia?"


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

Nicat listens in confusion as the goblins chat with Eostre and squabble amongst each other, walking over to give the yeth hounds a kick or two to be sure they're dead.


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Eostre wrote:
"She always like that?" Eostre asks, jerking her head in Reta's direction slightly.

"You have no idea." Chuffy grumbles. "She used to have an indoor voice once. Then she got dropped on her head and forgot about it."

Eostre wrote:
"By any chance, was this white-haired lady named Nualia?"

"Yeah. Why? You looking to kill her too?"

Nicat, the hounds evaporated into thin air when they died.

Evelyn, you still have Actions you may take to help Shalelu.


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Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9
GM_Runecat wrote:
Eostre wrote:
"She always like that?" Eostre asks, jerking her head in Reta's direction slightly.

"You have no idea." Chuffy grumbles. "She used to have an indoor voice once. Then she got dropped on her head and forgot about it."

Eostre wrote:
"By any chance, was this white-haired lady named Nualia?"

"Yeah. Why? You looking to kill her too?"

Nicat, the hounds evaporated into thin air when they died.

Evelyn, you still have Actions you may take to help Shalelu.

"Given she plans on destroying our home, yeah, we're probably gonna have to kill her too. Which brings us to you. As impressive as this place is, I doubt it's your home. You seem more like the mercenary type of goblins. In spite of our previous meeting, you did us a good turn just now against these yeth hounds. And since one of those decided to use me as a chew-toy, I'm not really in the mood for more killing, and without a burning Glassworks to cover your escape, we could probably carve through you like a dogslicer through a dog. So here's my proposal. You promise to never threaten Sandpoint again, we let you leave Thistletop in one piece, and then we both go our separate ways. Fair?"


Male Human Monk-6 (HP: 49/56; AC 19, 18t, 16ff; F+7,R+7,W+8)

Any chance of hearing a certain elf in trouble from here?

Perception 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

"បុររររររររររររររររររររររស! សូមអញ្ជើញមកជំនួយ!" Evelyn yells at the top of her lungs, hoping the others will hear her.

Aklo:
"Guuuuuuuuys! Come help!"

As Evelyn herself continues to heal from her spell, she draws her dagger and tries to stab the grappling, naked bugbear. "អនុញ្ញាតឱ្យចូលទៅរបស់នាង, មិត្តភក្តិរបស់អ្នក! ខ្ញុំនឹងកាត់បំពង់ករបស់អ្នកចេញ!"

Aklo:
"Let go of her, you fiend! I'll cut your throat out!"

Cold Iron Dagger: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2

Perception to hear yelling: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

Seeing no trace of the yeth hounds he aimed to investigate, Nicat cocks an ear, listening for Evelyn. "We've got to find Evelyn!" he shouts. "Did anyone see which way she went?"

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

If that's enough, or if someone can tell him where she headed (since Nicat was otherwise engaged at that point), Nicat will go after Evelyn.


Sorry to keep you all waiting!

Eostre wrote:
"Given she plans on destroying our home, yeah, we're probably gonna have to kill her too. Which brings us to you. As impressive as this place is, I doubt it's your home. You seem more like the mercenary type of goblins. In spite of our previous meeting, you did us a good turn just now against these yeth hounds. And since one of those decided to use me as a chew-toy, I'm not really in the mood for more killing, and without a burning Glassworks to cover your escape, we could probably carve through you like a dogslicer through a dog. So here's my proposal. You promise to never threaten Sandpoint again, we let you leave Thistletop in one piece, and then we both go our separate ways. Fair?"

Chuffy shrugs. "That's it? Huh--didn't think it'd be that easy. Deal."

Reta just blinks in confusion, and Poog can't stop glaring at the party. Mogmurch blinks in surprise before grumbling to himself. "I was looking forward to testing my new bombs out..."

"It's a better deal than an idiot with no indoor voice, an idiot who can't ride a goblin dog to save his life and an idiot who plays with lit bombs have any right to get. So pipe down." The boil-faced goblin snorts.

"Hey! I'm no idiot! I'm really smart!" Mogmurch gripes at Chuffy while holding a bomb with a lit fuse in his hand. It takes him a second or two to notice before he hastily snuffs it out.

Conner's Perception:
You hear Evelyn yelling something in Aklo from upstairs.


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Evelyn

Your strike cuts a shallow wound in Bruthazmus' brow, but he appears to be too angry and focused on Shalelu to notice. The ranger ditches her bow and yanks her short sword from her belt.

"Get. Off." She growls before she stabs at the bugbear...

Stab *Favoured Enemy, Grappled*: 1d20 + 8 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 8 + 2 - 2 = 19
Damage *Favoured Enemy*: 1d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 2 = 4

...and stabs him in the chest. Bruthazmus is heavily wounded, but he refuses to release his grip on her!

Maintain Grapple *Favoured Enemy*: 1d20 + 7 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 5 + 2 = 16

Unfortunately for him, the blood on his hands causes his grip to slip, and Shalelu manages to wrench herself free.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9
GM_Runecat wrote:

Sorry to keep you all waiting!

Eostre wrote:
"Given she plans on destroying our home, yeah, we're probably gonna have to kill her too. Which brings us to you. As impressive as this place is, I doubt it's your home. You seem more like the mercenary type of goblins. In spite of our previous meeting, you did us a good turn just now against these yeth hounds. And since one of those decided to use me as a chew-toy, I'm not really in the mood for more killing, and without a burning Glassworks to cover your escape, we could probably carve through you like a dogslicer through a dog. So here's my proposal. You promise to never threaten Sandpoint again, we let you leave Thistletop in one piece, and then we both go our separate ways. Fair?"

Chuffy shrugs. "That's it? Huh--didn't think it'd be that easy. Deal."

Reta just blinks in confusion, and Poog can't stop glaring at the party. Mogmurch blinks in surprise before grumbling to himself. "I was looking forward to testing my new bombs out..."

"It's a better deal than an idiot with no indoor voice, an idiot who can't ride a goblin dog to save his life and an idiot who plays with lit bombs have any right to get. So pipe down." The boil-faced goblin snorts.

"Hey! I'm no idiot! I'm really smart!" Mogmurch gripes at Chuffy while holding a bomb with a lit fuse in his hand. It takes him a second or two to notice before he hastily snuffs it out.

** spoiler omitted **

Eostre wags a finger and then extends her hand.

"Not so fast! I need you to PROMISE that you'll leave Sandpoint and its people alone for good. Shake on it, and NO crossing your fingers behind your back!"

She cradles her glaive in the crook of her arm and displays her other hand to show she's serious.


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"Fine, fine. Shaking on it. I promise Sandpoint won't ever hear from us again." Chuffy seems a bit annoyed, but he shakes Eostre's hand while holding his free hand aloft.

"Nothing much worth raiding the town for, anyway."


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

Evelyn's wounds continue to heal.

Cold Iron Dagger: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Evelyn takes another swing at Bruthazmus. Her foot slips as she steps in the small pool of blood that's formed on the floor, and though she's able to keep her balance, her attack misses by a foot.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9
GM_Runecat wrote:

"Fine, fine. Shaking on it. I promise Sandpoint won't ever hear from us again." Chuffy seems a bit annoyed, but he shakes Eostre's hand while holding his free hand aloft.

"Nothing much worth raiding the town for, anyway."

Eostre smirks a bit.

"Damn straight. Now get going!"

She steps aside to let the motley crew of goblins depart.

"Máš dobrou hlavu na ramena, Chuffy. Kdo ví? Možná, že vy a vaše kapela se stanou hrdinové sami jeden den ..."

Goblin:
"You've a good head on your shoulders, Chuffy. Who knows? Maybe you and your band will become heroes yourselves one day..."

She turns back to the others.

"Now let's get our healer back."


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2

Conner suddenly turns to the door. "Something's going on outside." Hefting his shield, he sprints down the hall and towards the stairs.

double move to the stairs


Male Human Monk-6 (HP: 49/56; AC 19, 18t, 16ff; F+7,R+7,W+8)

Ekan curses as he realizes they've neglected Evelyn. Heading that way, double move as well.


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

Hoping the goblins will remember the deal they've made once Eostre and the others have left the room, Nicat hurries after Conner and Ekan to assist Evelyn.


The Last Thing Goblins Never See | Jade Regent Portrait

Evelyn

You hear the sounds of footsteps coming up behind you as you swing at Bruthazmus with your knife again.

Shalelu twirls her short sword before lunging at the naked bugbear...

Stab: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 8 + 2 = 21
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

...and burying it in the beast's throat. He topples over, and Shalelu starts stabbing him again and again and again.

The rest of the party arrives in time to see Shalelu violently stabbing a bugbear corpse and Evelyn looking on.

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