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Zondras' shot sails wide of the mark. Mifune moves up to the bridge and shouts loudly where all can hear. The goblins look at him strangely, shrug their shoulders and prepare to fight!
The Jest looks at Mifune and blinks strangely. Suddenly he leaps into action, moving his hands wildly and shaking his bell'ed cap. He utters something in goblin, but it comes out sound like a bestial guru and long with "But I'm a Baalrog!"
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As Yoren moves forward across the bridge, both goblins swing their long curved blades.
and but the fighter ducks one blow and parries the other. Unfazed he simply takes his greatsword and slams its blade deep into the chest of one of the goblin sentries. The other falls to the ground lifeless just moments afterwards, Jezebel's bullet causing a rather large hole to appear in its chest.
Mifune shakes off any of the ill effects from the jesters cruel words.
The Jester looks at his lackeys, dead in their own pool of blood. Taking a step towards the large barrels, the utters arcane words. Suddenly the room is filled with phantasmal floating skulls. Their images fade quickly, however the fear that they produce linger for a few moments.
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Everyone's gone crazy!
Yoren watches his companions behavior with bemusement.
"Cripes what's wrong with you fellows? It's just some goblin trick!"
Yoren takes a step forward and slashes at the remaining goblin, not wanting him to have the chance to cast another spell.
Unfortunately he was more rattled by his brush with the goblin's magic than he let on, leading to an embarrassingly bungled swipe with his blade.
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"This one believes we ought to silence the remaining goblin before it attempts to do any more damage."
Rushing forward, Mifune stepped across the bridge and stepped within range of the remaining goblin. Swiping at him with the sheathed blade at his side, Mifune attempted to knock out the jester before more harm could be done.
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Yoren's attack misses the mark, the goblin jester able to dodge the clumsy blow easily.
Mifune tries to run through the caltrops on the bridge. , but the mighty samurai is able to dodge through the trap. His blow is just strong enough to slice into the jester.
The Jester, seeing his minions dead and foes crossing the bridge runs quickly from the room.
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Move: get 20' closer to jester.
"Jingling bells are bad for a stealthy get away. For what it is worth though, you did put a smile on my face." With that, Jezebel pulls the trigger.
Standard: Fire Not against touch if Jester over 30'.
Realizing it is her last chance, Jezebel spends another valuable grit.
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Presuming we can render the goblin stable and conscious, perhaps with Nius' assistanc.
"Alright little fellow, you gave it a good run but it's over now and it'd be best for you if you answered some questions promptly and truthfully. Let's start with what's your name? Who do you take orders from? Where are they? And what's down that hallway?"
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Irritated, dirty and feeling nauseated, Terion hauls himself from from the festering water with a somber look - "Apologies friends, that foul magic took hold of my will" - he comments.
Dripping, he approaches the goblin and puts the blade to his neck - "You better spill what you know FAST, or you will be spilling your guts all over this floor..."
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Bah, Longshanks you ask a lot of questions don't you? Its a she, I say. Perhaps you heard me wrong after you split my lips. She is a fighter, far more grand you than you lot. She needs no bodyguards or traps in order to defeat you. Leave me here. The boss can come and collect me when she is done taking out the trash.
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"Well you're a grumpy little fellow, but I can forgive that given the promptness of your replies. Never the less we had best not leaves you with the means to stab us in the back."
Yoren searches the goblin for anything interesting or dangerous. Any run of the mill weapons or anything that might be spell components on the found on the goblin or his expired friends he pitches into the water.
"Well friends, shall we go meet the little lady?" Yoren prepares to follow the hallway north.
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The adventurers head north, the way the goblin pointed. After a few hundred feet you see what appears to be the remains of dog kennels. The cages are empty. Unwashed fur is mixed with urine, feces, and rotting chunks of meat. Despite the mess in this room, it is empty.
Around the corner from here is the entrance to a large room.
Peaking inside you can see two rows of pillars support the arched roof of this long hall. At one end stands a makeshift throne constructed from the broken remains of a smashed statue and other cracked blocks of masonry. At the far side of the room is a large female bugbear and two flanking goblin guards.
Once she sees you, the barks loudly through the hall. Why is it you lot have come to pay me a visit? is it a job you seek? Did your longshanks mothers not praise you enough when growing up? Speak now! Why do you bother me here!?!
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"My friend has had an awfully hard day so he's a little brusque but I'm going to have to agree with everything he said. And my mother is a saint! By the way nice place you've got here, the layer offal really complements your looks and charm. If it's not clear, I'm saying you're ugly and this place stinks. Frankly, I"m willing to kill you simply over what might have happened to the dogs that were here, but I'll accept a surrender, reluctantly."
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"We're not sending anyone forward, you can hear just fine where you are. Your flunkies can run off to forge new, no doubt law abiding, lives. In fact I recommend they do that now. You lay down your weapons and surrender yourself and you can keep your head. To make it clear, you put weapons down, hands on your head and walk slowly forward. Goblins cast down your weapons and flee now! Otherwise, somebody dies here, do you goblins honestly think it won't be you?"
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You talk big hurt for such a small girl. And you with the girl long hair, you just talk a lot. I grew new hair while you babble on about.... something. Come forward and talk. I not have all day! The bugbear returns your replies. She is armed with a javelin and a horsechopper. The goblins with dogslicers and bows.
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Zondras takes a stone out of his pocket and throws it up into the air. With a word of magic the stone flares into a bright light as it rises up into the air. As the stone falls down it arcs through the air towards Zondras. Rather than falling to the ground the stone now circles above his head casting light as if it were a small sun.
He looks around to see if the female bugbear is trying to spring another trap.
"We can speak from where we are so why don't you tell us what you have to say before we grow tired of you sight horse-lover."