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Camilla finds herself giving a chuckle at the gunslingers tactful crudity, and wipes her hands on the sides of her dress.
"Sounds fair tah me, Mr. Eros Croy. Ain't much of a fighter mahself. And you 'big guy'" she dips her head to Furnok.
"Camilla, by tha way. Wish ah'd metcha under better weather. Hope yall don't mind if ah keep your company a tad longer?"
No problems at all! We need ta stick together to wipe out these gobboes.
"...Viridi." The half-elven girl speaks up. "My name's Viridi Sorn."
"I don't think I've met any of you before?"
Furnok. Am a pig farmer who chose this day in particular to deliver my herd.
As the group is getting introduced to each other, and looking to go and find some more goblins that are causing such a ruckus in Sandpoint, the ruckus grows louder. A LOT louder.
There's a big *WHOOSH* and a flash of yellowish light from the south, as the cart with the fuel for the bonfire that evening, erupts into flame, bellowing black smoke into the sky. Some goblins have open a barrel of oil that would have been used to get the bonfire going easily, and set it aflame! The fire is quickly spreading over the rest of the wagon laden with firewood.
Just behind it you see 5 goblins. Three are wielding torches which they are using to set more parts of the wagon on fire.
The other two are a somewhat tougher looking goblin armed with a horsechopper, and next to him a female goblin who is singing that blasted uncomprehensible song that has been reverberating through Sandpoint since the start of the attack, at the top of her lungs.
The three with torches are giggling and screeching maniacally at the pandemonium they just caused, but the one with the horsechopper seems to be barking orders at them, and pointing at you lot.
They look up, spot you and get ready to sprint towards you brandishing torches, their dogslicers hanging by their sides.
“I must say Furnok I heard you were no friend to goblinkind earlier at the butcher but I am surprised you feel the need for any guard dogs or hogs with a scythe arm like that,” Faolan says, complimenting the man he had met briefly earlier in the day before all of this chaos started. He was curious about the rest of them as well, it said something about a person when they would stand and fight to help others get away, rather than running themselves. Thinking back to his fortune reading he wondered if it perhaps that was a sign that he shouldn’t put himself in such precarious positions. With a sigh he decided it was pointless to think such things. He wasn’t the type of person to simply turn tail and run from problems.
“I dont actually have a weapon to speak of but if its all the same to you all I would like to go with you. At the very least I can provide aid to anyone who needs it. And besides, Im quite curious as to what would make the Goblins attack a town in such numbers. Faolan O Cuinn is my name, by the by, Thassilonian historian by trade,” Faolan explains with a small bow. With chaos all around them it isnt long before they find themselves facing more Goblins.
Well the dog was there to help keep the hogs going in the right direction and I'm taking the money back from selling the hogs to the farm so it can be used ta help fix up things.
Best get yerself a dagger at least, no telling when something will latch onto ya and you need something to pry it off with.
The goblin commando is laughing his socks off at the now brightly burning wagon, then gets closer to you all.
Viridi glares at the approaching goblin, then says something melodic in Celestial.
A blue-violet glow settles on the party's weapons.
Grrrr! I'm going to get all ye dirty gobboes!
Viridi casts a spell, and all feel a bit more certain about hitting with their weapons as some divine force flows through them.
Camilla starts rotating her sling, eyeing the goblins ready to hit any that get closer to her...
The goblin warchanter moves closer still singing, or shrieking depending on how you interpret that, and eyes the people in the square... Then she stops singing, holds out a feather and a tiny little pop tart and mumbles some barely audible words...
Mengapa ayam itu menyeberang jalan? Labirin...
The goblins wielding torches move around as well... One seems to be trying to skulk around the tent to the south. A second one moves up in front of his leaders, apparently looking to protect them and holds out his torch menacingly.
The third one is running around the podium as fast as he can scraping his torch on the podium, but as he is running full speed, all he manages to do is almost put out his torch.
New map: Updated map. Two of the flanking goblins just barely visible.
The one that looks nastier is the one just north of the Warchanter.
Furnok moves three squares down and hurls a spear at the goblin to his SE
Stop that racket!
Faolan? Any actions?
Eros runs forward, and fires his pistol at the closest goblin. The bullet hits the goblin square in the chest. The goblin staggers, and is heard wheezing as the bullet lodged itself in his lungs.
Furnok moves up as well, and launches a spear at that same goblin. The spear goes straight through the goblin and it crumples to the ground, very much dead.
Radjiik carefully takes aim, and fires his shortbow at the Goblin warchanter. Now if she had been a few inches taller.... Radjiik, under the influence of the gods drops his aim just a smidgen as he lets go and the arrow plants itself in the warchanters left cheek, penetrating deep into her head. She's still alive, but looking a lot worse for wear.
The goblin commando looks surprised at the weapon that Eros discharged at his former buddy, then charges at...
Eros!
The goblin commando screams as he charges at Eros, bringing his horsechopper down in a mighty swing!
Viridi and Camilla are up next. I have an action for Camilla, Viridi?
Furnok will step up to the goblin threatening Eros when he is able and chop!
Viridi moves up to Eros, her hand glowing and a melodic prayer on her lips. She pats him on the arm.