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A look of relief crosses Sabina's face when she sees the effectiveness of her healing prayer. The Lord of Law was surely not capable of such an act.
Alexei's words, and the horrifying tableau that inspired them, however, soon extinguished any relief she was feeling.
"Οι καλικάντζαροι είναι παντού ! Έχουν πιθανό να έρθει σε τόσο από το βορρά και το νότο ... έχουμε για να πάρει κάπου για να ξεκινήσει ."
Sabina considered for a moment, then suddenly spun around to face the south.
"Το πανδοχείο ! Έχουμε να ελέγξετε την Ameiko !"
Paldak's delight from seeing the sleeping goblin squashed is quickly dashed after Sabina suddenly breaks out into an evil speech. This concerned Paldak deeply, but he realizes now is probably not the best time to bring it up.
"Alexei's right, let's clear out these goblins before the do more damage."
Paldak looks about to see if he can see any troubling spots, paying specific attention to the direction of the explosion.
The explosion causes echoes all around the square. Alexei spins, his eyes wide trying to pinpoint the direction of the sound, but too much noise...
The buzzing in his mind intensifies bringing a near panic about failing his grandmother to the forefront eclipsing his ability to truly focus.
You spin around to regard the direction of the explosion. A wheelbarrow is up and flames and there stand four more goblins. Three carry torches and another wields a cruel whip, adding to the goblin chant that permeates the town.
Initiative Order
Alexei
Paldak
Goblin Warriors
Goblin Warchanter
Cordwin
Sabina
Paldak, not having yet quenched his thirst for goblin blood moves forward towards his newfound prey. In his rage he calls out to the Warchanter.
"You and your crew will die the same as your cowardly friends, you rat!"
Realizing there was still quite a bit of distance between he and the goblins, he adopts a defensive posture.
Alexei moves and ascends the platform to get a better view of their adversaries. Muttering curses toward all goblins, he draws his dagger and attempts to clear his mind to summon magic once more.
Cord win nods grimly as his warhammer crushed the goblin skull. That should take care of 'em. he says. The sound of the explosion surprises him but not as much as the sight of four more goblins. He draws his crossbow and advances [Ooc]k11[\ooc] and will start to load it.
One of the goblins rushes towards Alexei as he ascends the stage. He brandishes his torch and flails it at him trying to burn him, although Alexei easily avoids the flame.
The other goblins advance as well.
The warchanter moves to I8. Gives her whip crack and then casts a spell in Paldak's direction. Paldak seems to shrug it off.
Paldak streaks behind Sabina to attack the Warchanter head on. . His muscles tighten and he heaves his Falchion in an upward arc. Paldak lets out a roar as he directs the swing towards the goblin.
Paldak's wild swing arcs far too high and misses the goblin.
Round 2
Paldak's advance and swing of his sword towards the warchanter leaves him open to a surprise attack from the goblin engaged with Sabina. He swings his torch underneath (quite underneath, since the goblins are much shorter than Paldak.)
The goblin hops up onto the stage goes after Alexei for real this time.
The goblin in front of Sabina attacks her.
Another goblin moves up And swings his torch at Paldak.
The warchanter steps back, draws her whip, and then lashes out at Paldak's legs, trying to trip him up.
Pain. Years of teaching and the reward was only a cessation of pain. That and the knowledge he was finally beginning to grasp the power of magic in his blood. But it was not the only thing he had gained from his time with the Chillblight Fey. Oh no.
The torch thumped on his modestly fashionable clothing and left a scorch mark. The impact and the heat combined left there mark on Alexei. But not as much as the goblin may have hoped.
Caught in his least favorite position, the sorcerer is left to face the goblin in melee. Apparently the scaffolding wasn't nearly as high as he had thought since the small ugly creature was able to merely jump atop it with such ease. Who would have imagined they had such grace?
Alexei chooses to step back as he feels the power of magic welling up in him.
After the short move, he raises his hand to blast the small creature full in its misshapen face.
He smiles hoping this will end the creature.
Paldak deftly dodges the attacks from the gangly little beasts. He wheels his head and shouts:
"There is no hope, you will all die by my hand!"
He adjusts his stance and without blinking, swings again at the Warchanter, this time in a downward diagonal cleave, hoping to detach head and limb from body.
Cordwin will fire his crossbow at the one in front of Sabina.
He will then load the crossbow with another bolt.
These goblins are like cockroaches, ye squish one and two more take its place! Cordwin says to Sabina.
Alexei blasts the goblin to the ground with his surge of elemental power. Paldak's sword finds its mark and leaves the warchanter bloodied. The goblins take notice as Alexei's victim falls. They look at each other. One shouts something to the other in their ugly tongue, and they individually disengage and back up a few steps. They each dispose of their torches and draw cruel dogslicer blades from their sides. A goblin on top of a nearby roof charges off of towards the ground, only to fall to his death. You hear the sound of bones crunching, and the giggling of the other goblins. The warchanter cracks her whip again and tries to knock Paldak prone.
Paldak encouraged by the now bloodied Warchanter, swings for a killing blow, hoping to sever its stupid chanting head from its tiny shoulders.
Dropping his crossbow, Cordwin will take a five-foot step and bring his warhammer down on the goblin in front of Sabina.
Alexei moves swiftly up the stage, dagger held before him.
Arcane words begin to spill from his lips, harsh sounding like ice cracking. Symbols form from the lines he draws in the air, and weak flames begin to burn. Then suddenly a mist of chill air issues from Alexei's breath. It mixes with the fire which instead of being quenched, becomes larger, brighter...but now the color of frost. A cold, blue flame appears which the sorcerer then plunges his hand into pushing it before him. It grows and grows spreading out from his hand to encompass the two goblins before him in a bright frosty gust of coldfire.
Ice covers one of the goblins and kills him. The Warchanter seems to have been injured and is slowed and confused by the attack. Paldak then takes the opportunity to move advance forward and cleave her head right off.
The one remaining goblin screams a war cry and runs at Paldak and swings at him.
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Sabina's nostrils flare with contempt as the tiny green abomination ducks under her blade with practiced ease. Her pride as a swordswoman certainly stung from the day's failures, but worse still was the knowledge that every second she wasted trying to kill this monster, someone was dying elsewhere in the village. Reversing her grip, she brings the long blade back around at the goblin.
Cordwin will move up to the goblin and bring his Warhammer down on his head.
Ye are surrounded! If ye had any sense, ye would surrender!
Sabina's blade fells the goblin. Now, the square seems suddenly quiet. Where the air had been filled with the sounds of fighting, screams, and the chanting of goblins, nothing could be heard except for the sound of the occasional villager running by, or the panting of your own breaths.
Ye think that's the last of 'em? Cordwin asks as he looks all around waiting for the next goblin to pop up and cause mischief.
Not seeing any other goblins at the moment, Cordwin will walk over to where he dropped his crossbow and the examine the bodies for anything that might tell him what tribe these goblins belonged to (and if they have anything interesting on their persons).
Paldak flicks his falchion to rid it of the goblin blood that accumulated on its surface, then sheathes it on his back.
"I'm sure there's more, there's always more... They're like rats, just a when you think they're all gone, you find them where you least expect it."
Paldak shields the sun from his eyes and searches the surrounding area for more goblins, or for someone in urgent need of help.
Now that you are all calmed from fighting, you can clearly distinguish fighting coming from the North. The frightened scream of a male voice is met by the growling of dogs.
Cordwin swings his crossbow over his back and examines some of he bodies. Bah! I can't tell where they are from or who they are..er...were. His concentration on the dead goblins is broken when he hears the unmistaken sound of battle coming from the north and Sabina running and waving her hands speaking in a language he doesn't know. Eh? I'm a'guessin' she wants us to follow her! Cordwin says as he takes off as fast as his little legs can take him following Sabina. I got to know what language the lass be speakin' Cordwin thinks to himself.
While Paldak stopped to catch his breath, he sees Sabina, followed by his dwarf friend hurry past, Sabina gesturing wildly. He sighs, grabs his recently sheathed falchion off of his back and follows the hurried group.
Come on Alexei! Sounds like there be more goblins that need killin' The dwarf yells over his shoulder as he tries to keep up with the fast moving Sabina and the fast-closing Paldak.
Last to hear the sounds of distress, Alexei swivels to face that direction immediately.
"We must get to—!" He trails off as he realizes the others are already on the move.
"Come on Alexei! Sounds like there be more goblins that need killin'."
"Ah...yes, Indeed there are." A slight grimace appears as Alexei considers anyone in the town dying before he learned what he wanted to know. "Let's get about this business. The lives of these townsfolk is more important than all else."
He hustles after the other three.
You run through the streets of Sandpoint towards the North, following the barking and screams. The villagers are frantic, and handfuls of people lie dead in the streets next to goblins, old and young alike. Near the outer wall of the town, right past the White Deer Tavern, a male goblin astride a fearsome rodent-like dog battles with a hunting dog, yapping loudly. Behind some bushes, a nobleman in blue, whom Alexei recognizes from meeting during the festival, cowers. The goblin slashes down and slays the hunting dog. Out of hiding three goblins appear and start to applaud.
Let's see you applaud when me hammer cracks ye skulls! Cordwin says as he runs in an attempt to intercept the goblins.
This isn't good, Alexei thinks as he sees the carnage. I'm not strong enough to bear the brunt of too many attacks. Best encourage the others forward and take position to use my magic from the rear ranks.
"I'm right behind you!" Alexei says loudly to the other three. He gestures for them to move past. "My magic is best when in a support role."
The goblins catch wind of the approaching interlopers. Abandoning the nobleman for the moment, they converge on the party and read to strike as they approach. The mounted commando sheathes his dogslicer and draws a short bow. The nobleman is clearly relieved that you have come to his rescue, but tries to stay to not draw further attention to himself.
EDIT: Cordwin will take a five-foot step and attack with his warhammer.
That was just a warning for ye!