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I'm hiding behind a 3/4 full rain barrel. When a goblin comes past I raise my head and make a rude gesture, defying it to leap over the barrel to get me!I tell the goblin to get out of my way, and when he turns his head to glare at me, I skewer him and leap over the barrel and kill Watcher.
Hey, KC, I ran a game of Classic D&D yesterday. The kobolds successfully massacred a total of 13 adventurers over the course of about four hours. Something about the adventurers not thinking to use their gear creatively.
Also: the goblins apparently like 3rd edition enough to demand an upgrade to it.
"Sayzyoos!" Gerb Funguslicker (Goblin Steamdruid - thank you erik mona for the new classes and races) pulls a steampistol, loads shot, fills water chamber, casts heat metal, and fires from a great distance outside the combat zone. The impact shatters the rainbarrel everyone is hiding behind and hurls Gerb back a few feet.
"Tolya! Tolyaisgetyoos! Putsgarbageonmyvegegardenwillsya!"
"Sayzyoos!" Gerb Funguslicker (Goblin Steamdruid - thank you erik mona for the new classes and races) pulls a steampistol, loads shot, fills water chamber, casts heat metal, and fires from a great distance outside the combat zone. The impact shatters the rainbarrel everyone is hiding behind and hurls Gerb back a few feet.
"Tolya! Tolyaisgetyoos! Putsgarbageonmyvegegardenwillsya!"
I hate Tinker Gnomes. Fireball.
"Sayzyoos!" Gerb Funguslicker (Goblin Steamdruid - thank you erik mona for the new classes and races) pulls a steampistol, loads shot, fills water chamber, casts heat metal, and fires from a great distance outside the combat zone. The impact shatters the rainbarrel everyone is hiding behind...
But which barrel is it? It's surely not the one Watcher used to be hiding behind. I'm putting my money on Heathy's barrel.
I hate Tinker Gnomes. Fireball.
"Tinkergnome? Wheretinkergnome? Meangrygoblinsteamdruid!"
Gerb Funguslicker (Goblin Steamdruid - thank you erik mona for the new classes and races)
Gerb Begins reloading steampistol he scrounged from Midden at Sandpoint...
"Supidwanabegoblinsallhiddinghindsamerainbarrel!"
"Tinkergnome? Wheretinkergnome? Meangrygoblinsteamdruid!"
/QUOTE]Hey goblin! Look! *lights a torch and lobs it off into the distance*
Gerb walks over and standing toe to toe with suspiciously tall goblin points steam pistol upward 'neath codpiece.
"fetchyerowndarnstick!" /quote]
KC takes off his goblin costume and his stilts. "Fireball!"
KC takes off his goblin costume and his stilts. "Fireball!""Tinkergnome? Wheretinkergnome? Meangrygoblinsteamdruid!"
/QUOTE]Hey goblin! Look! *lights a torch and lobs it off into the distance*
Gerb walks over and standing toe to toe with suspiciously tall goblin points steam pistol upward 'neath codpiece.
"fetchyerowndarnstick!"
Fireball prematurely triggers pistol pressurevessel. Everyone involved takes shrapnel damage.
Ghost Goblin stares at broken Pisol...
"Frizzle!"
"GET OFF MY LAWN!!!"
<grabs pitchfork>
"Look, Mister McFurzel, your crops are on fire!
*Lights fire to crops*
Thuringian Firehound (Headless Demondog with hand where head should be holding a Burning Torch) sneaks up behind the Crop Burning Freznip and holds burning torch between KC's legs...then runs off to burn down next field.
Thuringian Firehound (Headless Demondog with hand where head should be holding a Burning Torch) sneaks up behind the Crop Burning Freznip and holds burning torch between KC's legs...then runs off to burn down next field."GET OFF MY LAWN!!!"
<grabs pitchfork>
"Look, Mister McFurzel, your crops are on fire!
*Lights fire to crops*
"OOOWWWW!!! Bad dog! No supper tonight! Bad, naughty dog!
A Ghost Goblin SteamDruid begins to sing an eeire song proving his streetcred as Bard:
"Chum! Chum! Chum!
I see a forest burning!
Chum! Chum! Chum!
Burning with a Yearning!
Chum! Chum! Chum!
The farmers are alarmed!
Chum! Chum! Chum!
The Goblins are Armed!
Chum! Chum! Chum!
The Crops are Ablaze!
Chum! Chum! Chum!
There is a smokey haze!
Chum! Chum! Chum!
The Hounds are circling!
Chum! Chum! Chum!
Movement in the Dark!
Chum! Chum! Chum!
Shadows in the Smoke!
Chum! Chum! Chum!
What will we Do?
Chum! Chum! Chum!
Kill the dog. He's the idiot who ran into the field with a burning torch.<activates the Scarecrow Golems>
<bangs on tin bath to wake neighbours>
Thuringian Firehound emerges from the burning forest with a Scroll. It drops the scroll at the feet of the Kobold pretending to be a Goblin.
NOTE WRITTEN IN CHARCOAL ON BURNED LEAF: Please give Kobold pretending to be Goblin all your Eggs, and Bacon, or he will burn down your fields, as he has angry Wife expecting Breakfast in Bed. Dont mind the Thuringian Firehound, thats just his messagedog- Signed Thuringian FireHo<scratched out> Signed Mrs Kobold.
Thuringian firehound sits down by Kobold whose cover has been blown and scratches for fleas with hind legs.
The unfortunate kobold flees the angry goblins and paizonians, united by a common cause to kill the kobold who invested highly in his Disguise skill(and led by Heathy, that flea-bitten were-poodle). However, he pauses to send one last, fatal maximized lightning bolt at the stupid dog that blew his cover.
Suddenly an elf appears from the burning woodland, tall and dignified (if somewhat covered with soot). He stares at the chaos, a bemused expression on his face. In a distinct English accent, he asks, "What have we here, then? Rampaging goblins, this far from the goblin lands?"
With infinite grace, he pulls out his cell phone and dials his cousin, Jared.
Suddenly an elf appears from the burning woodland, tall and dignified (if somewhat covered with soot). He stares at the chaos, a bemused expression on his face. In a distinct English accent, he asks, "What have we here, then? Rampaging goblins, this far from the goblin lands?"
"Hey! Don't you leave me out! Lightning bolt!", the insane kobold yells while fleeing the angry goblins and paizonians.