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They can 'see' reasonably in dim light, but their best-honed sense is a combination of all five, allowing them to perceive anything that moves in their vicinity.
They are quite resilient for plants, able to take about as much punishment as a goblin chief before wilting and crumpling into death.
Mogmurch wracks his prodigious brain for information about assassin vines, while Chuffy takes the direct approach and fire his crossbow into it. It seemed to notice the latter goblin at about the point at which he stopped to take a shot, but didn't expect someone else to start on the offensive, allowing the goblin to strike a weak point. While it appears surprised and unused to a direct confrontation, it rears up from the tree and prepares for a fight!
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Mogmurch prepares himself for the fight, while the plant buries a tendril or two into the ground. A second later, similar vines erupt from the ground at each goblin's feet, attempting to hold them down. The big one then slithers forward and lashes itself at Poog! It smacks him in the midsection and wraps around and around, trying its hardest to squeeze the chief to death.
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"Stupid vine. Plant that not burn is bad plant."
Poog tries to escape from the vines.
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The vines wrap around Reta's legs. With a shriek of surprise, the goblin slashes with her blade in an attempt to cut through the vines gripping her.
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"Reta free you Poog!"
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Not a particularly difficult target to hit, the goblins all manage to strike the creature, slashing and burning it back into a harmless heap of foliage. Poog drops from its limp grip, sorely wounded but otherwise okay. Some form of angry yelling can heard from the distance, perhaps from around the abandoned silo, but it doesn't appear to be going anywhere just yet.
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Poog gathers his wits and begins to heal himself.
(now -11)
(LOL, now full)
That done, he kicks the remains of the vine before attempting to climb into the tree to see if it left any remains from its previous victims.
He slips off the tree and decides to kick it as well (hurting his toe).
"Stupid slippery tree! If you didn't have the bestest truffles of all, I'd burn you down too!"
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Poog heals himself up, while Chuffy sneaks ahead again to scout out the disturbance. Shortly after a bit of banging around inside and flapping noises, a strange creature bursts from the silo. It appears as a feral-looking woman with tattered wings and taloned feet. While it (she?) still looks angry, the being starts to sing, not seeing any of the goblins yet but knowing something is about.
"Oooo! That is the bestest singing me am ever heard. Must have it." Reta starts to walk to the sound.
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"Reta, you so STOOOOPID! Is TRAP! Harpy, like pretty vulture - but burn good like vultures, too!"
[dice=(Explosive, DC 15) BOMBS AWAY!]1d20+9[/dice]
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The harpy shrieks in pain as a small bolt buries itself in her side, and even more so when the bomb explodes in her face. She moves quickly enough to avoid catching on fire, but, infuriated, swoops down and smacks Reta upside the head with her morningstar. This renders the goblin woman angry and free of the spell, and though she has stopped singing, Poog is taking a bit to come to his senses.
"Bird lady stole pretty music!"
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Chuffy and Reta both stab the angry harpy, just as Mogmurch hucks another bomb at it, causing it to shriek and fall in a shower of feathers, not to mention a fair share of gore. While no other threats can be detected, if they are still around they would be foolish to remain after what the chieftains have done to the last two.
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"Music... Ah!!! I can still hear it. This thing is evil! We need to learn this power!
Make all the longshanks come to us and give us their treasures. We not even need fight except when we bored!
Chuffy! Maybe she have music machine in building?"
With dreams of avarice dancing through his head, Poog gets out his wand and heals Reta.
"Me am thanks Poog. Me not as med you cheat."
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With Squealy Nord's heightened sense of smell and prowess in the matter, it is little trouble finding more than enough truffles. At the feast, these will be made into delicious handcakes. Now all that remains is to return to the camp and signal the beginning of the festivities!
At the edge of the tribe's land, however, it becomes apparent all is not as peaceful as it was when you left. The somewhat common but rarely good or welcome scent of burning goblin permeates the air, and a few tribesmen can be seen running pell-mell in all directions. Reg Runtweed, one of the two who built an effigy of the chieftains as a (spoiled) surprise, notices your return and rushes up. "Th' statue, it's gone mad!" Reg gasps. "We brought some stuff from yer old stompin' grounds and conquests to build it, an' after a while it cam to life! Then it started killing everyone. It already got ol' Plunger, plus a few others! I guess you'll hafta kill it back. Plunge'n I spent hours on it, too..."
Still rather afraid of what he has created, Reg sprints off into the thicket. Before long, another voice, like that of a goblin in a much larger, deeper-toned body, can be heard. It is spouting some disjointed nonsense about killing goblins, especially you, and how it would like to prepare them for food. Rounding a bend, the monstrosity of a sculpture comes into sight, amid scattered cooking pots and burning goblin dog pens: a mismatched thing, shaped like a massive goblin, with a pumpkin for a head and fire in its stomach and eyes. It has some fireworks strapped to its arms and in its makeup, and the body is made from a mishmash of hides, wood, and a small furnace. "You will die and be consumed for what you did to me!" It booms upon seeing you, and it raises its arms to the offensive. This is it!
"Reta no am liking you breaking our Chief party!" The goblin chief moves up and fires one of her super magic arrows at the hobbled-together monstrosity.
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Poog claps his hands at the spectacle of the walking effigy before realizing that the thing is trying to attack.
"No! You stop attack NOW!!"
With the last word, a wake of sonic energy emits from Poog's mouth and detonates at the creation's head.
Cast Sonic Burst (I have just enough range to reach the closest square).
DC 15 Fortitude or be stunned
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Chuffy and Reta both fire blazing ammunition at the monstrosity, both easily striking it and setting it further aflame. Poog, meanwhile, blasts it with a wave of sound, not managing to hinder it much. The statue charges straight through the dying embers of the campfire to slam Reta, and as it does so, fireworks spew forth to char those around it.
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Mogmurch looks on at the thing in awe. IN AWE. Small tears are forming around the edges of his eyes.
"Is bestest thing Chief Mogmurch has ever seen ever." He pulls out a gourd full of some thick bubbling, smoking green concoction. "Here to you, Giant Fire Goblin Thing! May you burn REAL REAL GOOD!" With that, he swallows his mutagen, and his limbs become twisted and serpentine, like some combination of reptile and plant.
Reta drops her bow and draws out her dog-slicer.
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Chuffy and Reta both score direct hits on the effigy, which manages to avoid to worst of Poog's fiery assault. Stupid as it is (if it even has a mind), the construct has by now identified the current threat - Chuffy - at whom it lashes out with its fists. Fireworks also continue to spew from its bulk, scorching some who stand too close.
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"It Midwinterfest at Ground Zero!!!"
[dice=Explosive Bomb, DC 15]1d20+11[/dice]
"By way, if anyone ask you what 'zero' is, say it Chief Mogmurch el-da-ritch sekrit, not for ordinary Goblin brainz!"
Infuriated that her party has been ruined by this ...thing, Reta attacks with abandon. "YOU AM LEAVE NOW! YOU AM BRAKING CHIEF PARTY STOOPID-HEAD-FIRE-STATUE-THING!"
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