Torch mutters a curse and swings again, trying desperately to clear the horde before succumbing to his wounds.
and the target lights up
Mugmuff stabs at RIpnugget again if he doesn't drop, Mugmuff slips into invisibility and moves again.
Bart makes a mental note to kick some more piglets later.
Bart tired of all the tinking from the crossbow bolts, quick draws a pair of javelins, tossing them at the stupid goblin making all the pew pew noises.
Meanwhile Flappy tries to help Torch out.
Bart shouts back to the front room with Flappy and friends "How are things going back there?!"
Torch continues to swing his flaming stick to no effect, the goblins around him ducking and dodging with grace. Mugmuff slashes at Ripnugget, but the goblin refuses to go down, clenching his teeth and fighting on. Bart, tiring of the crossbow shots, tosses a pair of javelins at the goblin, skewering him with both shots and pinning his corpse to the wall behind him. Flappy hovers in the air, biting at one of the goblins threatening Torch, but misses by a considerable amount.
In the front room, with the gunpowder goblin down, the other goblins swarm towards Torch in an attempt to finally take down the stubborn alchemist, while a pair of the remaining goblins go for the bat that just joined the action. The goblins on Torch slash and stab, but can't seem to land a solid blow on the unnaturally lucky goblin, who holds his torch high in defiance, assured he will be able to brain one of these smelly goblins soon enough. Flappy takes a minor wound from one of the creatures, but is mostly unharmed. The two goblins in the back room slash at Bart, but their weapons ring off of his solidly built stolen human armor. In the midst of the combat the shaman continues to sneak away from the fight, hoping to make a clean getaway.
...Bart, tiring of the crossbow shots, tosses a pair of javelins at the goblin, skewering him with both shots and pinning his corpse to the wall behind him.
Sorry on phone will post aoo as soon as I get home.
Torch takes a 5-foot step so that he is flanking with Flappy and tries again to brain the nearest gobbo.
and he is on fire
Bart, gets both hands back on his sword and tries to finish off ripmuppet.
Flappy meanwhile keeps flapping, and chewing.
and hovering.
Nurpus gurgles a little bit. Purpus seems displeased at its situation.
Torch, finally realizing that instead of swinging his torch in midair, hoping to drop some sparks on his enemies, tries hitting them with it directly instead, and slams the weapon into the closest goblin, braining the creature and sending it tumbling to the ground in a burning pyre of flesh and torn armor. Beside him, Flappy bites deeply into one of the smaller goblins, nearly tearing the creature's head off in the process and killing him outright. In the back room, as Ripnugget moves to circle Bart, Mugmuff leaps from invisibility and drives his dogslicer deep into the base of the goblin chieftain's skull, the tip of the weapon erupting through the goblin's mouth, open in shock. Bart uses the sudden distraction to hack down the remaining wounded goblin, leaving the two standing alone, several dead bodies surrounding them.
Two of the goblins in the front room continue to harass Torch as one of the creatures hacks at Flappy as the shaman bolts in from the back room, headed for the door. All three attacking goblins bumble about with clumsy attempts at combat, but fail to even come close to landing a blow against the goblin heroes.
Mugmuff slices off RIpnugget's head and heads for the open doorway with it, ready to call a halt to the combat.
He holds the head up in the doorway and calls out...
"Fight be overs, gobs... Ripnuggy be dead.. stop fighting and hail your new kings."
Torch, emboldened as much by his own success as the cheers from the other room, tries to take out the gobbo that has stepped up to replace its fallen comrades.
and the target is set aflame
Bart hustles back into the main room, his heavy armor slowing him down as he hustles after the shaman.
"If he doesn't surrender, get 'em!"
Torch clubs another goblin over the head as Bart and Mugmuff emerge from the back room, the rogue carrying the severed head of the former chieftain and holding it up high for those goblins remaining in the front room to see. At his declaration of victory all eyes fall on him, then on each other as the goblins consider their fate. With their leader dead there was no sense throwing their lives away against these vastly superior foes, even though two of them were down and likely dead. After some hesitation, the remaining goblins drop their weapons and fall to their knees, bowing and groveling before the heroes. The shaman, so eager to escape the wroth of the terrible foes, sees the other goblins prostrating themselves before the attackers and immediately follows suit, knowing full well that his life would be forfeit if he did not.
"All hail chief...dem...who be chief?" one of the goblins blurts out, obviously a bit confused on who would now lead the assembled tribes with Ripnugget gone. The other goblins look at each other a bit confused before the shaman speaks up, in a tone that shows he is rather proud of himself. "A Moot! We must call for a Chieftain Moot! Let the Moot decide!"
Mugmuff addresses the shaman. "First you heals our girl here... either you's got a spell or potion or you knows where Rippy had one... get it and give it to us." He points to Agna as the one that needs healing.
Torch, silently grateful for the cessation of combat, raises his weapon high and cries out, "Rippy dead! All hail new chief! Time for moot!"
Looking at the rogue, the shaman shakes his head back and forth, his large ears smacking against his cheeks as he does so, "Magics all gone. Me healed chief, no more left. All gone." he explains, sighing at the end of the statement. Obviously his magic is limited compared to others the heroes had dealt with.
Mugmuff starts by going back and searching rippy's body and that of the crossbow gob and the other one who died in back... will take anything of value, but esp. potions...
Bart stands on ole Rippy's throne. "Bart have biggest head! Therefore Bart make bestest chief!" Bart shouts out ironically.
"Bart be stoopid chief, but all chiefs stoopid anyway."
Searching through the corpses, Mugmuff finds lots of mundane gear, however Ripnugget had a nice set of breastplate armor on him as well as a very nice dogslicer. He also had his dented crown and three potions.
Split across all of the goblins you scrounge up another 76gp in coins of various types.
Mugmuff claims rippy's dogslicer and slips it into his belt in place of his old one and carries the loot to the main room... he starts opening potions and pours the first one down agna's throat...
Nurpus gurgles in sync with Agna.
Mugmuff uncorks one of the potions and props open Agna's mouth. The liquid splashes down her throat and her skin suddenly takes on a strange bark-like appearance, becoming quite hard to the touch...
"She be funny looking now but not waking up." Mugmuff growls and uncorks another potion... pours it down Agna's throat.
"Maybe you be not doing it right," Torch offers helpfully.
Bart shakes his head. "Either try planting her, or pour another one."
Mugmuff unstoppers another vial, pouring it into the mouth of Agna-Tree. As the liquid splashes across the bark-like lips of the poor knocked out goblin the wounds on her body begin to quickly knit themselves back together, and her cheeks begin to take on a more flushed color of green. However, she still remains unconscious! Stubborn gob!
Mugs shakes Agna a bit roughly (he is a gob after all) and if she doesn't wake up, he pours the last bottle down her throat.
Mugmuff gives the former-goblin-corpse a violent shake, knocking her head against the wooden floor several times in the process. Just as he is about to uncork the last vial and pour the contents into her mouth her eyes flutter open and she struggles to focus on the face of the rogue leaning over her, vial in hand and in the process of administering liberal goblin first aid.
Mugmuff puts the last vial away and smirks at Agna... "Wakey wakey, man-flesh bakey. Heal yourselfs now. Rippy dead while you were sleeping."