Although there isn't much underbrush, there's enough forest between Juid and the hobgoblins that he could duck out of sight.
Sutandir quietly draws his rapier out and tries to find a place to hide so as to surprise the hobgoblins when they approach.
Crystal draws her bow and looks for a place to hide.
Czein and Flexx move with the group to hide in the trees as the hobgoblins move by.
Unlike their smaller kin, hobgoblins are militaristic and highly organized. They are known for excellent military tactics, movement as a cohesive group, and rigid discipline. They have a noted fear of magic. However, they are also one of the cruelest races on Golarion and notorious slavers.
The g all melt into the bushes, waiting for a good opportunity to leap upon the hobgoblins. However, one of them stops, smells the air, and then lets out a roar of warning as he points the group out!
[ooc]Everyone but Ragnar and Juid are up!
Crystal glares. "Hobgoblins are especially disciplined and tactically-minded. And they're afraid of magic. I imagine the slaver bastards will die to arrows all the same."
She nocks an arrow, aims it at the hobgoblin at the head of the group, and lets it fly from the undergrowth!
Czein bursts from the undergrowth, charging at the nearest flank of the small platoon, making sure to avoid weapons that would get him struck before his stroke fell.
"Gwahahaha let's see how you beasties bleed!"
Using the brush for cover, Sutandir sets his rapier down, then gets out his sling and loads a bullet into it.
Crystal's arrow soars through the air, thudding into a hobgoblin who squeals in pain. Roaring with a truly terrifying battlecry, Czein rushes in after the arrow. However, the hobgoblin shrieks and parries the attack. Sutandir loads a sling and gets ready to fire.
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Flexx sees the group of hobgoblins in the road, and he feels the familiar tingle of excitement pumping into his bloodstream. He doesn't really know the group that he's standing around, what they're planning to do, or even where he is at the moment, but he has found out in his years as a pirate that nothing brings the lads together like a little bloodshed.
Flexx draws his sword, and charges out to greet his new adversaries.
With the foes too far away for his limited repertoire of attacks, Juid casts bless to give all allies within 50 feet of him a +1 morale bonus on attacks (and saves against fear) for the next two minutes.
The hobgoblins react as they are totally surprised by the attack and quickly move to Czein and Flexx! The purple one seems to be barking orders as the hobgoblins try to surround the two melee combatants.
Up close, the snarling hobgoblins look like oversized goblins with rounded muzzles and sharp teeth. However, the chaos, insanity, and idiocy of the goblins is absent in these foul creature as they move with military precision. Flexx manages to dodge the attacks, but Czein takes a nasty sword wound in the leg.
Bless spell active, +1 to attack, +1 to fear saves
Czein (6 dmg)
Flexx
Sutandir
Crystal
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Purple hobgoblin
Red hobgoblin (3 dmg)
Green hobgoblin
Yellow hobgoblin
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Juid
Ragnar
Because two of his allies have moved forward, Juid moves forward before casting to make certain that all of his allies are affected by the bless spell.
Ragnar is lost in thought and only realizes the others have started hiding once he is standing along in the forest.
"Guys?" he asks nervously just before he hears Czein's and Flexx's battle cries.
He quickly moves up to the edge of the forest and concentrates on one of the bugbears who hasn't already taken damage. Their eyes meet and Ragnar prepares to wear down his opponent's will.
Stander picks up his rapier, then takes his loaded sling and moves closer to the combat.
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Flexx nimbly dodges the attacks. Weaving in and out of the swords as they are swung. He quickly feels the stress of his odd situation wearing away as adrenaline is being pumped into his bloodstream. His eyes widen, his breath is heavy, yet steady, he feels a tingling in his muscles, and a pounding in his ears. It was as if he was back on his ship again, in the chaos of a siege. Narrowly escaping death every time a sword swings past his neck. Since the bank, this was the first time he truly felt at peace. His foes felt no such peace at the end of his blade, however. He sneers at the hobgoblins,
"Hah! Ye seem to be asking for my sword in yer neck!" His voice was steady and taunting, "Allow me to oblige! Ho!' He dives to the side of the beast on his left. He then lunges at the ugly creature, aiming to kill.
Crystal lines up a shot on one of the straying hobgoblins and fires.
And her arrow gets caught in the undergrowth. She grumbles.
Sutandir steps out from the cover and whirls his sling, launching the bullet at a hobgoblin near Flexx.
The bullet flies wide and the half-elf curses as he reloads.
With a cry of glee, Flexx engages with the hobgoblins, neatly parries an attack, and then runs a hobgoblin completely through with his rapier. It collapses. Slings and arrows of outrageous fortune fly in from the bushes, but don't manage to hit anyone.
Czein roars and slashes out with his double axe. The blow connects solidly and almost rips off the arm of a hobgoblin, who remains upright.
The hobgoblins keep up their attack and continue to isolate and destroy as all four move in on the dangerous half-orc to set up flanks and tear him down. Despite their sensible tactics, only swing hits, but it's a doozy as Czein is nearly taken out of the fight by a brutal stab to the chest.
Bless active +1 to attacks +1 to fear saves
Czein (17 dmg)
Flexx
Sutandir
Crystal
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Purple hobgoblin (14 dmg)
Green hobgoblin
Yellow hobgoblin
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Juid
Ragnar
With all of the enemy closed in, Sutandir realizes he can't get a good shot in with his sling. He picks up his rapier and begins moving in.
Tapping into his sacred summons power, Juid moves forward and casts summon monster I to summon a small celestial dog that appears behind the western (left on map) hobgoblin attacking Czein, so that it and Czein are flanking the hobgoblin.
The dog barks aggressively and immediately tries to bite the hobgoblin using its smite evil ability.
N Small celestial/fiendish animal
Init +1; Senses darkvision, low-light vision, scent; Perception +8
DEFENSE
AC 13, touch 12, flat-footed 12 (+1 Dex, +1 natural, +1 size)
hp 6 (1d8+2) [d+]
Fort +4, Ref +3, Will +1
SR 5, Resist acid, cold, and electricity 5;
OFFENSE
Speed 40 ft.
Melee bite +2 (1d4+1)
Special Attack smite evil
STATISTICS
Str 13, Dex 13, Con 15, Int 2, Wis 12, Cha 6
Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD 11 (15 vs. trip)
Feats Skill Focus (Perception)
Skills Acrobatics +1 (+9 jumping), Perception +8, Survival +1 (+5 scent tracking); Racial Modifiers +4 Acrobatics when jumping, +4 Survival when tracking by scent
SPECIAL ABILITIES
Smite evil 1/day as a swift action (adds Cha bonus (0) to attack rolls and damage bonus equal to HD (+1) against evil foes; smite persists until target is dead or the celestial creature rests).
Crystal moves through the undergrowth, trying to get a clear shot on the purple hobgoblin. Once she has a line of sight, she shoots!
And her arrow bounces off a nearby tree and falls completely short. Crystal sighs in resignation.
Ragnar finally makes it to the edge of the forest where he is close enough to the enemies to work his magic. He concentrates on one of the hobgiblins and begins humming a lullaby his mother used to sing to him when he was a child.
Czein initially recoils at the dog, but when he realizes it is an ally, he changes his grip on the axe and begins to spin it in a deadly motion, advancing on the flanked beastie.
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Calling upon the powers of his God, Judi casts Power Word: Dog and an evangelical canine descends from the heavens to bite a hobgoblin. Flexx sees an excellent flank with his opponent and neatly ripostes, skewering the hobgoblin once more.
Ragnar then concentrates on a hobgoblin, his eyes glowing with eerie power. The hobgoblin grunts, looks at him in confusion, and then collapses on its face, snoring loudly. Crystal murders the local flora.
Czein (17 dmg)
Flexx
Sutandir
Crystal
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Purple hobgoblin (14 dmg)
Green hobgoblin (12 dmg)
Yellow hobgoblin (asleep)
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Juid
Ragnar
Calling upon the powers of his God, Judi casts Power Word: Dog and an evangelical canine descends from the heavens to bite a hobgoblin. Flexx sees an excellent flank with his opponent and neatly ripostes, skewering the hobgoblin once more.
Ragnar then concentrates on a hobgoblin, his eyes glowing with eerie power. The hobgoblin grunts, looks at him in confusion, and then collapses on its face, snoring loudly. Crystal murders the local flora.
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Czein swings, but it becomes apparent that it has been a while since he's tried to use the axe properly. ;_;
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Czein swings out his double-axe and catches a hobgoblin in the chest. It flies backwards and lies still on the ground, the wound having nearly killed it.
The remaining hobgoblin sees its companions either dead or asleep and shakes his head rapidly, backing up from the group before it turns and flees. A trail of blood leads behind it as the badly-wounded creature tries to get away.
Czein (17 dmg)
Flexx
Sutandir
Crystal
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Green hobgoblin (12 dmg)
Yellow hobgoblin (asleep)
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Juid
Ragnar
Not one to let an enemy escape to warn any others, Crystal emerges from the treeline and fires one last shot at the fleeing slaver hobgoblin.
"No one can outrun my Lady."
Crystal fires off an arrow and it takes the fleeing hobgoblin full in the back. He keels over and collapses face-first.
Ragnar warns the group that the sleeping hobgoblin will be awake soon!
Juid dismisses the dog while trying to interpose himself between Flexx and the hobgoblin.
"Don't kill him. He's helpless and he may be able to help us with information or other aid.
Ragnar remains where he is, concentrating on weakening their captive.
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The hobgoblin shakes as if affected by a bad dream. Possibly one where all his friends were killed by a magical dog.
Juid calls his donkey over and extracts a roll of hemp rope from his saddle pack. "Good Pisîm", he says, rewarding the patient beast with a scratch between the ears.
Sutandir keeps an eye out for any further trouble while the others deal with the captured hobgoblin.
The group pile on the hobgoblin who wakes up in a panic, held down by Czein, with several weapons pointed at his throat. He says nothing, but obviously looks worried.
Crystal watches the arrow bring her target down before looking back at the trees with an irritated glance.
She approaches the rest of the team in time to catch Flexx's whisper. "I don't see why not--I imagine we can learn a thing or two about what we're really up against."
The hobgoblin doesn't look like he's going anywhere. He stares up at the group and manages a sneer.