Well then just across this nice sturdy bridge and we will be there. Listen up my faithfully good Gobs, I dont trust these thistletoppers, they probably have our friends in a jail or something or worse. If you see anything anything strange you call it out.
He said sounding self important. He hoped the leader of this goblin tribe was much like theirs... but that would remain to be seen. He began to cross the bridge.
I don't like bridges, sturdy or not. Sticky complains. There only be two ways to run!
He makes no comment on the integrity of the bridge. It was plenty sturdy for then.
The stockade is made of thick wood. Closer inspection reveals that most of the wood seems to be scavenged from ships - a few nameplates remain affixed to some of the beams, while other timbers look like they might have once been mast. The front doors hang slightly ajar, and to one side of the entrance, you see four Goblins and their dogs. One of them holds a seagull tied to a long string, and the others are trying to pelt it with rocks. They appear to be playing "killgull." They don't appear to have noticed you.
Tochack turns to the party "Hey, do we try seeing if we can talk first, yes? Thistle gobbo we met in tunnel didn't stab us first, and didn't stab us after we tell him we be Licktoads. Maybe we can talk with them and ask what is going on and where Auntie and Laz are, yes?" the grey gobbo asks, hoping to avoid unnecessary gobbo-bloodshed.
He rolled his eyes at the good natured gobbo Brother Tochak. He probably would have enjoyed being a pet at that mages tower even. With a scowl he made a shooing forward motion to the god touched gob... while reaching into his belt pouch for one of his scrolls... of sleep.
You goes and talks if yous wants. I stay hidden here, just in case.
Sticky: that's a mighty fine-looking seagull those Gobs are playing with. Looks like it would be good eatin'. Also, the string-holder is wearing fancy leather armor that appears to be faintly glowing.
Tochack nods to the others, stow his scimitar, and walks closer to Thistletop's gates.
"Thistletop gobbos!" the grey goblin shouts, trying to get catch the goblin's attention "We Licktoad gobbos, we mean no harm! Two of us were supposed to get here to Thistletop, but they no came back. Have you seen them?"
The Gobbo with the glowing armor looks confused. "MORE Licktoads? Um ... Chief said you not s'posed to be here. So go 'way now. Sorry! Bye-bye!"
Three Goblins, the seagull, and one of the dogs slump over and begin to snore. The one awake Goblin gapes in confusion as the two closest dogs begin to fight over the seagull.
I will ask this once because I am a very busy Gob.... that and I'm afraid what those imbeciles back home will do to my Glassworks if I am away too long. Our friends who arrived here. Where are they?
The Thistletop Gob looks terrified. "Yaah! Dunno! They came few days ago, but me not on watch duty then. Didn't see them leave!" Then he runs headlong back into the fortress, screaming at the top of his lungs. "Crazy Licktoad gonna kill me!!!"
Nyaaah, did he said he was from the Thistletop or the Quickfoot?
Says Puseater with a wide smile filled with serrated teeth.
Stupid Thistletop gobs, everyone get ready, Pus, sticky see to the sleepy gobs, dont want them waking up behind us when the screaming war party arrives.
He began moving to the side of doors sort of hiding himself in the undergrowth mentally preparing himself to give them a nice fiery suprise shoudl they open the door and their intent was ill.
Sticky sees to those gobs alright! He starts looting the bodies and stashing their coin in various hidden pockets.
Loot
Shortbow x3
Shortsword x3
Arrow x60
Light Wooden Shield x3
Leather Armor x2
+1 leather armor x1
Various shiny objects worth a total of 60gp
Sticky shoves his loot in his bag, grinning like a mad him the whole time.
Pus watches with his big eyes wide open how sticky does the hard work, but his mind is out of the scene.
Why so much mystery for them to say if the other Licktoads where here or not?
Sticky hooks his bag for a long moment as the others stare at each other. Finally he gives up and opens the door the other gob had fled through.
Four Goblins appear at the tops of the guard towers (two on each) and look at you in confusion. Inside, the fort, you can see the floor is made of hard-packed soil, and a number of preserved dog and horse heads are hanging on the walls. There's also a pair of large black-feathered wings tacked to another wall with daggers.
Sticky darts into the building to avoid the gobs on the towers. He appreciates the decor. Very tasteful.
Leaving his companions behind, Sticky enters the building and sees multiple closed doors, both large and small. Nobody seems to be coming to greet him ... yet ...
not to be split up the smartest goblin this side of the worldwound darted in after him panting.
not so fast sticky! I dont run as fast as you... Oh! feathers!
He said sliding torwards them. He might be able to make use of them for magical foci, or.. maybe he could make a fine hat with so many large nice feathers... it remained to be seen but he wanted them.
Nya-nay! Who let that much food to rot?
Puseater goes in following Sticky, but trying to be unseen as he enter the building.
No one here? where did the little bird go?
"Sticky! Watch out, it dangerous to rush in alone!" the grey goblin worriedly says as he follows the kleptogobbo. However, worried about the follower of the Tienshanks, he doesn't do a very good job of being sneaky or attentive in case enemies were lurking nearby.
Sticky plasters himself against the wall, just in case his tribemates had seen something he didn't.
Plays notices that one of the daggers on the wall is VERY nice. It has a pearl handle and isn't chipped like the others . Everyone else quickly runs for cover as one of the eastern doors opens, and a small horde of Thistletoppers comes charging out. "Where be the intruders?!?"
They uh! ran outside cross the bridge lets get em!"
He called while moving in an advantagious position for thistletop gob frying.
Ya! Iz see them! Dis way!
Puseater stays silent,and each time their comrades talked, he feeled like an electric shock.
Eeeek, shhh, let them go away
Tochack opens and closes his mouth, speechless. He had really no idea how they got into that situation: he tried to be diplomatical like Fire-Hair said, but they didn't even respond and half a second after that they dropped asleep.
"Eeeep..." is teh only thing the grey gobbo manages to say.
Poor as it was, your bluff may still have worked except for one factor - the Goblins are being led by the remaining sentry from outside. He points at you and screams, "That be them!" His squadmates quickly draw their weapons.
Teinshaks save us! Sitcky gulps in a near panic. Fortunately, it sounds much more confident than he feels.
"Me just wanted to say that we didn't want for things to end like this!" the Sarenite tentatively apologizes. He starts to spin, casting a spell that covers the first portion of the corridor in a slippery substance.
Puseater and Plays stand around in confusion as the Thistletoppers charge you. Tochack's spell proves incredibly effective, however, as the first three Goblins to enter the area fall to the ground. The rest are severely slowed, and only one closer into melee range. He draws him dogslicer.
Without much choice, Tochack charges the hostile gobbos. With a quick jab of his scimitar, he attacks the goblin standing next to Sticky.
Puseater got surprised by the sudden avalanche of goblins, but finally reacts drawing a shortsword to stab the nearest Thisletop, the one in front of Sticky.
Hey how many Thistletops does it take to fall into a grease trap?
He called as he stepped forward waggling his fingers flames slowly licking along the tips of them until he held them forth spread wide, the jet of the flames awashing over the felled thistletops.
HP: 21/21
AC 13 T: 13 FF: 11
Spells memorized
0-detect magic, acid splash,flare
1- burning hands, burning hands, mage armor,
2- Flaming sphere, Flaming Sphere, Fire sneeze (evocation)
Spells cast
0-
1-burning hands (evocation)
2-
force missles 6/6
Puseater and Tochack slice through a pair of Goblins, and Plays' gout of fire causes widespread destruction among the rest. The remaining three Thistletoppers charge forward. One slips on the grease and faceplants, but the other two manage to wound Tochack and Plays .
Sticky steps up and flicks some of the grease on the floor at the eyes of the goblin facing Tochack!
ow ow OW!
He yelped as he struck.
That hurt you stupid Thistletop gob!
He growled slamming down the masterartworkglave things at the gob prone in the grease before backing away