Once again, Scrabble follows Breakfast's example and sniffs at the tracks.
You follow the tracks up the river a ways before coming to a clearing. There's a longshaks camp here. You're still a bit too far away to make out any real details (gotta stay sneaky, after all), but there's definitely a wagon on the trail in front of you. And it looks like there's something shiny in it!
Scrabble let the others ransack the cart. He took to scouting the area, keeping to the shadows.
Chompy shall sneak towards the cart!
Ser Helmut looks at the camp of longshanks. The little goblins grins wickedly, moving silently closer to the wagon.
Not to be outdone by Scrabble, Dys also gets sneaky, but in a different direction. Her side was surely the best and held the most treasure and sleeping longshanks that could be easily killed.
Rugnut urges Breakfast forward quietly up to the cart, to inspect the shinies with his hands.
He cackles gleefully as he does so, less to himself than to everyone within earshot.
As you creep stealthily closer, Scrabble's bear trap tries to grab Breakfast! Actually, it isn't actually Scrabbles trap ... it's a different one. Why would somebody attach that to the wagon of shineys? Then two ugly longshanks that were hiding way up in the trees start throwing rocks at you! They make REALLY LOUD BOOMS! There are other longshanks on the ground that start grabbing weapons. The one who looks like a chief is a lady with two big axes.
That'll hit Breakfast's flat-footed AC. Oh no! He's trapped like a dinosaur caught in a bear trap!
Whoa, boom rocks! Dys gets briefly excited about the idea, trying to figure out how boom rocks could be loaded into the boomstick and shot at things, before realizing that one of the boom rocks had landed very close to Dys.
Shaking a fist at the tree coward longshanks, the wizard casts a spell and sends a blazing firework at one of them.
Snapdragon Fireworks
School transmutation [fire, light]; Level bard 2, sorcerer/ wizard 1
CASTING
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components S, V, M (a bundle of sulfur wrapped in cloth)
EFFECT
Range long (400 ft. + 40 ft./level)
Effect dragon-shaped fireworks
Duration 1 round/level
Saving Throw Reflex negates; Spell Resistance yes
DESCRIPTION
A favorite display at halfling midsummer festivals, this spell lets you create fireworks in the shape of tiny dragons. Once per round, as a move action, you may designate a target 5-foot-square within range and launch a pyrotechnic in that direction. The pyrotechnic takes a zigzag path from you to that square, always missing creatures and objects in its path, and detonates in that square with a bang and a colorful burst of fire and light. Creatures in the target square take 1d4 points of fire damage and are dazzled for 1 round (Reflex half, a successful save negates the dazzled condition). Normally when this spell is used as part of a festival, the chosen target is high in the sky to increase visibility and protect observers
Chompy rushes forwards in an aggressive burst of speed!
Rugnut dismounts and tries to pry open the bear trap holding Breakfast.
Mogawg moves north to get closer to one of the tree-throwing-rock-bandits. He then summons a blasting orb of negative energy into being around the offending bandit!
The tower longshanks yelps as Mogawg and Ser Helmut bombard him with powerful magic. Everyone else devotes their attention to the charging dragon. Arrows (and a dagger) fly through the air toward him! On a positive note, this means that everyone else is left alone for the moment.
New Round
Scrabbler climbed through the trees, hopping from one to the next along the branches, keeping quiet and int he shadows of the branches. He ended up nearly directly above one of the longshanks and pried open his bear trap.
Longshanks were crazy, for sure. They thought they were birds, roosting up in the trees. Time to bring this particular fowl down, then. Aiming up through the foliage, Dys unleashes the boomstick at the unsuspecting pigeonshank.
"Bahahaha!" Mogawg cackles, following Dys's shot with another blast.
Scratch one longshank. Throwy booms are cool, but stick booms are WAY stronger.
Chompy gets a dagger straight to the chest but the valiant little angry "dragon" slams into the nearest longshank and proceeds to latch flaming maw upon the creature's inner thigh.
Ser Helmut sends a firework at the second stupid longshanks.
Rugnut attempts to Push Breakfast to open the beartrap and also attempts to assist him in doing so.
Womp Womp
The stupid tower longshanks dodges Ser Helmut's mighty fire blast, but one of the ground stupidshanks gets bitten by Chompy and catches on fire! The way he screams and rolls around before dying is really funny.
The towershanks shoots at Ser Helmut!
The other groundshanks shoots at Chompy!
The boss-shanks reaches behind her and pulls out two big axes. She's ready to do some dragon-slaying!
New Round
There were more longshanks to kill in hilarious ways! The throwy boomshank made such a funny noise when he fell from the tree!
Dys rushes forward, already putting another metal rock in the boomstick.
Jumping into the air, as the arrow flies by him, Ser Helmut sends another Fire Works at the Tree longshanks.
The liitle goblin ducks behind a tree.
Mogawg hurries to get across the stream to make sure his minions aren't killed off by stupid longshanks!
Rugnut gives up trying to get Breakfast out for the time being and runs off to kill some longshanks.
Breakfast, frustrated and in pain, bites at the chain restraining him.
Scrabble wound the trap's chain around a tree branch and hooked the last link around a snapped off branch stub. Then he dropped the trap onto the longshank below him.
Then he continued climbing through the trees, circling around behind the camp.
Chompy starts to teeter on his feet, he looks around confused and begins to scramble the wrong way! He manages to steady himself and keep from falling over on the wrong side of the tree.
SNAP! Treeshanks suddenly turns into ScreamingMetalHeadTreeShanks before just becoming yet another deadshanks. The BossShanks stalks after Chompy, chuckling ominously. She hasn't seemed to have noticed that most of her minions have been slain. Or maybe she just doesn't care. Longshanks can be weird like that. The other groundshanks, on the other hand, looks rather terrified as he sees treetops rustle ominously....
New Round
Scrabble kept the treestump between him and his target until the last possible second, popping up from behind it with a snarl and a knife.
The little wizard sends his last Fire work at the lady Longshanks.
Chompy attempts to set himself up for the coming Axeshank. He hunkers down and uses his scales as armor!
The stupid ladyshanks boss was walking right into Dys' line of fire! The goblin hisses to Chompy "Duck!" before unleashing the power of the boomstick.
However, no boom is forthcoming, rather a choked and weak "bonk!".
Annoyed, Dys reverses the grip on the boomstick and looks down the muzzle. Grabbing a thin branch, she inserts it in the boomstick, furiously rooting about and muttering.
Rugnut double moves, fast as his stumpy little legs will carry him.
Breakfast bites at his chain again.
Mogawg keeps moving along until he is underneath the tree north of Chompy. He then blasts ladies-hanks with a negative energy orb placed behind her.
The axeshanks avoids the worst of your powerful magics, but Scrabble's target isn't so lucky. Caught completely off-guard, he's swiftly eviscerated. Heedless to the danger she's in, she attacks her newest target - Rugnut.
New Round
Chompy looks around the tree and notices things didn't go as planned. He skitters out and around her before he lets his rage take control and attempts to bite her rear!
Ser Helmut begins grumbling and kicking rocks in her direction.
Mogawg walks up and lays a hand on Rugnut's shoulder. Rugnut's teeth grow longer and sharper, giving him a bite attack!
Now that the danger of the boomstick exploding was slightly less, Dys takes aim at the axy ladyshanks.
Rugnut attacks!
Ooh!
Scrabble tore up the ground, nimbly rolling and vaulting over corpses, firepits and logs, hurling himself at Axeshank's back.
Overconfidence is a fatal flaw - especially when you're surrounded by goblins. Axeshanks is ridden to the ground by Scrabble before being mauled severely by Rugnut and Chompy. She's eventually put out of her misery by an explody rock to the head courtesy of Dys. The longshanks camp lies in ruins. You truly be the best Gobs around.
Loot
M Leather Armor x4
M Studded Leather Armor x1
M MW Handaxe x2
M Dagger x4
M Longbow x4
Arrow x80
M Short Sword x4
Nasty Longshanks Food (8 days worth)
125gp
Potion - cure light wounds
Camp Shineys
Silver earrings
Wooden Music Box
Crates of furs and hides x3
Green Herbal Alcohol x8
122gp, 1sp
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The axeshanks also has a silver medal with a stag head on it. It looks like the one those stealyshanks from before had.
Scrabble stands tall and proud on the back of the dead axeshank, making sure the whole tribe sees how amazing and impressive he is. Then he wanders over to the dead longshank with his head stuck in Scrabble's trap. The process of retrieving the trap is messy.
Finally, Scrabble aggressively claims the new bear trap as his own.
Dys capers around for a while, kicking at the trees in case more longshanks fall out. The proceeds to dig in their innards to recover the precious metal boom rocks. The loot has some shinies, but nothing that goes boom, although she could perhaps try setting the green bottles on fire...
Poking her nose into the music box, Dysis so startled by the sudden sounds that she almost drops it, but then recovers and starts cautiously poking at it, trying to figure out how it makes the sounds. Should anyone wander close, Dys snarls at them, cradling the box to her chest.
"Scrabble can have trap after he get it off of Breakfast. Let Rugnut help."