Snark moves stealthily along the flank of the group, claiming that gives him a better shot while in fact he just wants to get away from the zealot and his preaching.
Perception:
Perception:
Spider:
Vilthik:
Scrapeknee:
Farg Farg:
Snark:
A huge hulking spider hangs above you in the trees, only Vilthik and Snark notice the creature creeping in it's web.
- Snark
- Vilthik
- Spider
- Scrapeknee
- Farg Farg
"Spider-beastie in the trees!" Vilthik hisses through his teeth, bringing up his handaxe and short sword in front of his body and crouching low, waiting in a guarded stance.
"Be that lots-legs?" Without any further word Snark shoots at the spider.
Snark's shot rings out breaking any peace that existed in the marsh. The bullet flies through the air and rips through one of the spiders legs forcing it to dangle at the joint. Yellow slime oozes from the wound and it drops from it's web landing in the middle of you all. The spider struggles up, its fangs glistening with poison and its deep black eyes stare at Vilthik before it attacks.
The spiders teeth sink into the ground by Vilthik's feet.
Fangface, kill!"
Ride:
Attack
Damage
Fangface
Bite
Damage
Not fantastic but good enough ;) let me know if anything is confusing.
Vilthik steps away from the spider's fangs with a snap-step and slides sideways slightly to deliver a strike.
Attack: (+2 Flank, +1 Goblin Foolhardiness)
Damage:
Confirmation:
Critical Damage:
"Many legs!" Scrapeknee lobs a javelin at the spider
Snark takes a step back and starts reloading his gun. "Ugh, silly part of weapon."
Snark reloads. However Vilthik moves in chopping deep into the spiders abdomen, you pull the axe back out and sickly fluids pour from the wound.
The spider grazes Scrapeknee with it's attack, however this graze is enough to inject the poison.
Scrapeknee throws a javelin which punches into a nearby tree. Fangface rips a leg off completely and the spider rears up in anger and pain. Farg Farg sees his opportunity and strikes the spider piercing through its eyes. Yellow blood spurts from the wound and the spider falls flat on the ground it is mauled and dead, it's hunger for Goblin meat no more.
"We is be champions! We is be champions! We is be champions of all Goblinkind!" Snark chants, his voice squeaky and hoarse. He then walks over to the spider and starts examining it for interesting bits.
Scrapeknee eyes the tree and wonders what it could have done to incur the wrath of the goddess. If he can retrieve his weapon, he does, then rejoins the others who are looking at the spider.
Farg Farg jumps from Fangfaces back and begins to hop around, making sounds simular to an mixture of an owl hooting and a mouse squeeking. THe cavalier grabs his mounts front legs and begins to strangly hop and dance. The wolf constantly snapps at the goblin's face but the goblin dodges them and luaghs as if it where the best game ever. We be killing that Many legs quick like aint we Fangface! Not many legs now, we made uh..no many legs!"Farg farg dances for a few more seconds before shoving his wolf friend awayand turning to the others. "You all see way I kill that? Hells yeah! I be big hero! You guys too, they sing songs about us! We get many hot goblin girls for this!"
Vilthik wipes the gore off of his axe onto the creature's hair, smiling wickedly. "No tongue to take, but maybe we gets poison out of its nasty face. Any of yous got jars?"
Snark examining the spider turns up nothing interesting however looking around quickly makes you realise that this is not the creatures lair, just it's hunting ground.
"I got no jars." He smacks the heathen tree with the javelin after retrieving the weapon. Clearly this heathen tree angered the demon mother.
Vilthik crouches down, eying the ground for any signs of passing.
Survival:
You see the unmistakeable trail of webs leading under the trees and beyond past the creek. Following them leads you to a deadfall of old rotted trees. Thick webs line the area and scattered about is at least a dozen stinking bodies. Several are Goblins corpses with a couple of the bodies been human. You have found Lotsa legs lair!!!
"Good job Vilthik! You good at tracking. Think we find good shineys?"Farg farg brings his lance around and rides Fangface into the cave.
Vilthik grins as he sees the human corpses. "Lots-Legs been busy," he notes. "Oh yes, this one is very good at findy-find just like sneaky-sneak. Killing Lots-Legs will make us legend." He follows Farg farg forward, scanning the heights for any spiders.
Perception:
Snark silently follows the others to the lair while cleaning the muzzle of his gun with a bit of spittle.
"Is lots of dead bigs here. Too bad spider so stupid or we's be friends." Snark then joins his fellow in searching the nest.
"Lotsa legs dead be big happy with chief and tribe, no doubt." Scrapeknee agrees as he also looks around the next
Searching the bodies you find:
"Niceties! Anyone know what potions this be? I's like pretty, shiny, white bullet. Make good trophy amulet." He already had the pearl in his hands, rolling it around between his fingers.
Scrapeknee eyes the potions, wishing he had studied more... "Not sure what do what, but this got magic glow, an this too. And that.." He says pointing to the potions
Vilthik shrugs. "I say yous hold on to magics, then, Scrapeknee. Since yous can see they magic. Maybes if you find out what kind of magics I take one. You might takes crossbow, too. Better range than javelin."
Farg farg bites on of the gold peices and smiles. "Ohhhh... we got them shineys we did! Maybe we trade for new things!"
Scrapeknee gathers the potion and crossbow as suggested, "Maybe one potions heal. That very popular with sneaky humans. They should die, then they drink, then they no die. VERY annoying."
Noticing the labels on the potions, Vilthik eyes the one of Bull's Strength. "Oooh, this drink gives one big strength. This one takes for now."
You set on your way once more and after another half an hour of travel reach the ship wreck. You can see the waves in the distance and hear the water lapping on the shore. The ship itself is huge and deeply embedded in a shallow pool of water; the marsh itself seems to be swallowing the vessel. The ship has two masts that rise high into the air, the sails still blowing in the wind. Suddenly a rattling alerts you attention and upon looking closer you see Goblin skeletons hanging on what seems to be a large wooden fence surrounding the ship, forming a makeshift garden. A thick curl of smoke wafts up from a chimney that protrudes from an unusual box like structure near the ship’s bow. From inside the garden you hear the unmistakable sound of a horse neighing.
"That a horse?" He whispers to the others at the sound, "Unclean creatures." He spits on the ground.
Farg farg looks at the others as he grips his dog slicer and Fangface's saddle tighter. I think so. What dang horse doing here?
Vilthik spits on the ground. "Horses mean humans. And look hows they dangle rattly bones to try and spooks us. Man-creatures thinks they so smart. We see how crafty they are with no tongues. I say we sneaky-sneak and stabs them in their dumb faces."
"Vilthik is right, horses mean humans... we seek humans out, and kill them first. Not be fooled by evil horsey scout."
"Goody. Horse is bad but dead horse taste good. I's feel like a snack." Snark once again checks his gun before he lowers into a crawl and starts sneaking up.
Scrapeknee follows suit, trying to sneak around as well, and looking for uncleantootallnogoodreadingtoejam , also known as humans.
Vilthik crouches low, moving stealthily along with the others.
Stealth:
You sneak around looking past the gate and into the Garden area. You don't see any humans but what you do see is Four legs holding up a large leathery skinned frame. Each bone is outlined clearly, all forming into a demonic looking Horse. You can just see it's bloodshot red eyes from where you are but it makes no motion to move, so clearly it hasn't spotted you yet.
Scrapeknee glances at his fellow goblins gauging their reactions to the unhallowed beast!
"Charge! GitemFangface!
Farg farg charges in on Fangface to attack the horse.
Attack:
Damage:
Bane vs Horse Damage:
Fangface attack: +2 to hit CMD for trip
Damage:
Vilthik cocks his head at Farg farg's sudden attack and opts to stay hidden, crouching and moving stealthily along the outskirts of the shipwreck, trying to put eyes on any humans or other enemies that might be lurking about.
Stealth:
Perception:
Snark slowly moved closer, aimed and then shot at the horse. Horse were nasty and this one didn't even look good for eating.
For now, the cleric also remains hidden.
Horse make noise...humans may come out. Need to be ready.
Scrapeknee:
Farg Farg:
Snark:
Horse:
Farg Farg charges in on his Steed ripping the nose from the horse in a spray of blood and snot, just as Fang Face chomps into the leg of the beast bringing it to its knees.
It lets out a strangled screaming, whinny. Snark sneaks over and lets out a single ear piercing shot, the bullet rips through the horses brain and out the other side lodging itself in the wood of the ship with a strange wet slapping sound.
The horse lies dead in a pool of blood, its head almost completely destroyed.