Velag Wordeater |
Velag looks around with a slight grimace as he feels the hostile gazes upon him. He then starts to chuckle, and looks up to the bouncer, smiling a wicked smile, "You serve elfses? Them's tasty."
He sighs as the bouncer's expression shifts, then shrugs, Keep pointing out bestest meats, but cookses never make them. Always end up with onion-covered slop that Bucko likes. It not fair.... At least them haves beer.
He scans the room again, lingering briefly on one particularly yummy-looking gnome, Would better understand Reta's toad..., then heads toward an empty table. He leaps atop the table and says loudly, "We here, we have shinies, we pay for food and drink. But, me warn you: Stoopit tallfolk at other bar try cheat us. They was tasty. Other stoopit tallfolk tried ignore us and hope we go away. We leaved with bellies full of themses. So, bring us stuffses quick, before the angries and hungries win."
He gets back down off the table, pulling up a chair next to Reta, saying, (Goblin) "Me telled them bring us stuff and hurry, or we eats them. Still deciding if meant 'or' or 'and', though most of thems look bland-tasting." He then adds, "You look pale. Need more healing?"
Reta Bigbad |
Reta covers her mouth, giggling. "We eats them, that funny," she says in what she perceives as speaking "quietly". Looking around and sighing, she props her head up with one hand and drums her fingers with the other on the table, becoming instantly bored. "THIS PLACE BORING. RETA NOT LIKE THIS PLACE. WE SHOULD LEAVE AND GO 'NOTHER PLACE."
Bucko Rackingclaw |
....and eat all the patrons and burn the place down?
"What's wrong with humans goblins comes tah eats an drinks an humans sends us stoopids town guardses an we eats them. Maybe humans sends us tha humans they not likeses so much so that they feels better. Likes tha old goblin saying ever village has an idiot an tha goblins eated him."
"They bests respects us we gobbie kings an queens we takes no SHIZ from them an theys brings a whole roasted pig with a big apple in tha jowls fer us to eats, an brings it quicks!"
GM Goblin King |
OK, gobbies. You're tired of hanging around in that weird city, and 3 of you want to go back home.
Joboo may feel like going, too. If he does, he needs mounts for himself and his leftenants, if he wants to bring them.
You should be able to average 40 miles a day on the plains, more or less.
Joboo |
Snickering at his pals antics, Joboo sat and picked his nose. He was more than willing to visit their village... mesa gonna bump uglies with squishy gobo gals there...maybe be king too...yah King Joboo sound goody goody gumdrops...
Velag Wordeater |
Velag says, "This place dumber than last place. Me say we burn, at least fire be fun.... and maybe slow longshanks get cooked. Velag still hungry... stoopit longshankses."
Bucko Rackingclaw |
"Stupoods humans, one days they comes and begses us to helpses them an we says too bad youses too tasty an monsters eats yous up!"
"Are we out of cow-man jerky? I bes hangry!"
Bucko rides along on his goblin dog, his left-tenant in tow....
GM Goblin King |
You want to burn it? OK. It's carved out of a rock wall, but there's plenty of wood inside.
Velag Wordeater |
They took too long to serve us. Would start by lighting a single table on fire to start, though. Preferably one populated by people who seem worried or scared of us.
GM Goblin King |
The people all run away. You decide this town sucks and want to split.
Kaer Maga is a dot in the distance, when you come upon a number of mounted riders escorting wagons carrying mostly finished goods like furniture and barrels. They're heading to the city to sell it, it would seem.
Reta Bigbad |
Reta narrows her eyes at the mention of the Chief. "CHIEF FATWAD CAN GET OWN CHAIR! RETA BE CHIEF SOON ANYWAY. AND THEM LONGSHANKS IS NOBODY. THEY BORE RETA. WE GO NOW. RETA SAY WE GO THAT WAY." She points in the direction of Kaer Maga. "TOWARD DOT. RETA HAVE... HAVE...," she ponders a moment what she's trying to say and then it hits her, "PRE-NO-MENTION. THAT'S IT! PRENOMENTION. IT MEAN I MENTION PLACE AND WE GO. NOW LET'S GO. RETA MADE UP MIND." She nods emphatically as she starts out that way.
GM Goblin King |
The caravan watches you carefully, but nothing happens.
You move along. 2 hours later, you see a pair of mounted humans far up the trail, coming your way.
Perception to get a good look at them.
Bucko Rackingclaw |
Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
"Whozats comins?"
Bucko rolls up a sheet of paper in traditional goblin spyglass manner....
"Hopeses is gobbie girls, tired o mushy-mushy wits same sames."
GM Goblin King |
Bucko sees what looks like 2 humans on barded horses. One bristles with armor and weapons, while the other wears flowing robes and has a staff.
It's not clear if they've seen you, but they're definitely coming your way at a normal pace.
Bucko Rackingclaw |
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"Looksee humanses adventurers...we say hellos?"
Bucko looks over the riders....
"We spreads out an not be all catched in same places, wizards spells dangerous."
Bucko hopes everyone knows how to spread out.....
@Humans
"Where goes heroes?"
Joboo |
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26
'Ooh Oi! Never trusts Umans, special when wear robses. Wesa gonna hidey hidey ho. Then attacks when ready? Bet dey have lots of mula and shinies.'
Joboo waved to Croney and Minion to follow him off the trail and trusted they knew how to stay unseen until it was time to attack if necessary.
Joboo Stealth: 1d20 + 34 ⇒ (10) + 34 = 44
Nudos Stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (15) + 16 = 31
Wheezy Stealth: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (4) + 17 = 21
GM Goblin King |
Joboo hides handily, in spite of the fact that there's mostly tall grass and a few scrubby trees. There's not much to conceal you out here.
Your leftenants, not so much. The humans see them just fine.
The mounted humans pause. The robed one is no longer visible.
We still haven't rolled init.
Buff, charge, whatevs. ;)
520 ft.
Reta Bigbad |
Reta's eyes go wide at the sight of the newcomers before they revert into a glare. She pulls out both her blades, looking around for a place to ambush. "HORSIES. RETA COUNT...," she pauses a moment to count the horses and then concludes with, "EIGHT HORSIES." She extends only two fingers from her hand so she doesn't drop her weapon. "RETA THINK WE SHOULD CUT HORSIES LEGS. RETA NOT LIKE GETTING STEPPED ON BY HORSIES. RETA HATE HORSIES."
GM Goblin King |
The armored human rides forward calmly, weapons ready. The other horse stays where it is.
He'll reach you in 4 rounds if you sit still. 2, if you move toward him.
Scroll down and place yourselves on the map.
Velag Wordeater |
Velag finds a place to hide himself, then shakes his head at the sudden vanishing, Who him think he be? He not sneaky!, and casts see invisible, then whispers, "Akolite, stay with wolves, shoot other horse after count 10. Badbait, stay close Reta, me leap out and flankie when ready."
He then casts shield of faith, then starts sneaking forward in the grass, readying to cast divine favour when things get closer to his reach.
Stealth (Velag): 1d20 + 27 ⇒ (20) + 27 = 47
Stealth (Badbait): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19
Stealth (Akolite): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34
GM Goblin King |
Your leftenants are not in Kaer Maga. You left them in Brinestump. The only one of you with leftenants is Joboo. They're coming with him, on goblin dogs of their own. They didn't like the city, either. We have 6 mounted goblins. 4 of them matter to me.
I'll push this along later. Surprisingly busy, right now.
GM Goblin King |
Bucko: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Joboo: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Reta: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Velag: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
other guys: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Init:
Velag
Joboo
Reta
Bucko
other guys
You get 2 rounds to buff before he gets there, or 1 round if decide to go at him.
GM Goblin King |
I remember why I love you guys...
Updated the map. So, Velag goes first in the first combat round...
You all had a round to prep. State your actions prior, if any, and slaughter these hoomins. Hoomins suck!!!!
GM Goblin King |
GM Goblin King |
We need Velag to point out a general area. He can see the caster.
Init:
Velag
Joboo
Reta
Bucko
other guys
GM Goblin King |
To move your guy, just click the square you want and type your name. Then, click where your name was, and hit delete.
Velag can see the caster flying.
Velag Wordeater |
Velag points for Bucko and says, "Him there. Not far, about 10-frogbog tongues. Less good flyer than yous. In fact, me judge him be stoopid with the bad magic.". Velag considers things, then shrugs, Me let Bucko have that fun, then breaks cover, following Reta in an ill-advised charge, but swinging his little blade up at the rider.
Swift: Active Judgement (Justice/Destruction)
Damage: +2 Divine Favour, +3 Judgement
+1 Frost Shortsword: 1d20 + 15 + 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 15 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 27 Damage: 1d4 + 3 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 2 + 3 = 11 And Frost: 1d6 ⇒ 6
GM Goblin King |
Velag hits, doing solid damage.
Joboo is up, then Bucko.
Joboo currently has concealment from the mounted rider.
GM Goblin King |
I'm going to say Joboo rode up and attacked the horse, too.
katana: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
It falls. The rider lands on his feet, and takes a swing at Reta.
He hits her for 13 damage.
The flying woman casts a spell from a scroll.
fireball: 5d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 5, 3, 2) = 17
Joboo, Reta and Velag DC 16 reflex for half.