Hedran moves forward drawing a wand, then launches a magic missile at the worg.
Grenwold uses animal focus stag on Ringo and manages to hit the short creature with his morningstar, while Ringo goes the creature in his stomach.
"Jammer, 'n bietjie opgehou" The bugbear says, then attacks Grenwold with his morningstar, but misses.
Sorry a little held up
The worg is hit by Hedran's magic missile.
The hobgoblin draws his battleaxe and tries to attack Fernir, but hits a nearby tree instead.
Robert's arrow hits a nearby tree.
Father Noelan fires two shots at the worg hitting it in its chest and it falls over, then sends Cavall at the hobgoblin.
Excited to begin the attack, Ratel tells Bear "Attack now Bear!" they both move closer to the black creature, Bear rearing up on his hind legs and attacking with tooth and claw, Ratel moving in close swinging shield and scizore.
It sidesteps one of his claws and Bear's bite and claw do not penetrate the short black creature's thick leathery hide. It weaves out of the way of Ratel's scizore, but falls to the ground after being struck by Ratel's shield.
As Fernir stands up, the hobgoblin cuts his side.
Nigel dismounts, then commands Fernir to attack.
Fernir manages to bite the hobgoblin on the hip and drag him to the ground.
Cavall barks at Nigel.
You know, you'd ride better if you weren't in a breastplate, or failing that, grab the reins. Wait, am I giving advice?
Grenwold says, in Goblin:
Gren again infuses Ringo with the power of a different ungulate (bull) and shimmies over adjacent to the last hobgoblin, through the underbrush. He and Ringo thwack at the remaining fellow.
But Ringo can't find his footing and his gore goes wild.
Grenwold manages to smack the hobgoblin in his arm.
Hedran moves to surround the hobgoblin - "Surrender" - he growls at their foe.
"And so what if I do? Will you let me walk free?" The hobgoblin snarls. "Better to die then to be taken in as a slave." He continues attacking Fernir, but it bounces off his leather boarding.
Hearing the Goblin refuse to surrender, Ratel breaths a sigh, moving around the trunk, telling Bear, ”Bear attack.” Bear moves through the brush, past Ratel, up around Nigel, biting between Nigel and Hedran, while Ratel swings with his shield.
Ratel bashes the hobgoblin with his shield and the hobgoblin collapses. On each hobgoblin, the party finds potion of cure light wounds (2), alchemist’s fire (2), padded armor, composite longbow (+2 Str) with 20 arrows, handaxe, mwk battleaxe, backpack, bedroll, blanket, mess kit, small tent, Provision Points (3) of pumpkins and berries and 3 gp.
On the other short creature they find a morningstar, leather armor and a light steel shield.
"Ratel, we are trying to make a prisoner so we can get more information on the camp" - Hedran reminds, then goes to check on the fallen hobgoblin.
Looking from the downed Hobgoblin to Hedran, Ratel raises an eyebrow. "We clearly will not let him go free, He said he would rather be dead then he attacked again." He gestures towards their dire wolf ally, "He attacked our allies! How would you have gotten him to talk, promise him a quick death? How has that worked out so far?"
"So you don't think it is worth a try? Trying to obtain more information about the camp we plan to attack? Information which can save lives?" - Hedran replies - "Honestly I find that strange but... Fine by me" - he shrugs, and leaves the hobgoblin.
Fernir whines pensively at Nigel.
You're going around attacking members of my previous pack, aren't you. There's this little green guy who gives good belly rubs and his wolf buddy down there. I don't want to have to fight them.
"Well, if we're going to kill every single hobgoblin we find, not that I disapprove, where's their incentive to talk?" Father Noelan says. "Again I suppose there could be ways to squeeze information out of others but we're not going down that route."
"Anyway, I did reserve some of my stronger magics, so I should be good for later."
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Nigel pats Fernir consolingly.
Nigel takes out the Wand, and starts healing.
He then turns to the others.
"Fernir is conflicted about attacking his former pack-members; it is probably best if ve don't force him to do so. He did give up one useful piece of information - apparently, zere is a small green goblinoid vith a pet volf, vho, like me, has a strong affinity for volves, down in ze camp."
Nigel pauses thoughtfully for a moment.
"Shall ve try to squeeze one more patrol out of ze camp, before ve attack it?"
Fernir gives a whine.
You know, I'd rather you let them join our pack. I mean, more belly rubs are good right? Then we'll get 2 belly rubbers instead of one. And I miss white eyes and that point ears. They give good back scratches too.
The party observes the camp at a safe distance but no patrols come out. It seems the camp seems busier then it previously was, and there seems to be some tension in the air.
After some discussion with the party, the party comes up with a plan. They will strike from the north, where the ravine is the shallowest, while Father Noelan and Robert clear the tower of its inhabitants, then take up occupation there. Grenwold, Father Noelan and Hedran start their buff sequence, then Father Noelan pets Cavall on the base of his neck then barks softly at him.
Stay safe. I'm sorry I can't do more then magic circle against evil.
Cavall licks Father Noelan on his face.
You too. Though the tower is probably better for you - you're a little lightly armored for a melee scrimmage.
Father Noelan pets his back, while whining.
Says the pot to the kettle, you aren't even wearing anything! I really should be getting you barding, but sorry, a little resource short.
Then the party sets about the assault, jumping the ravine.
Cavall lands with a loud thump, and gives a yelp of pain.
Youch! Now I know why I hate jumping down a cliff.
Nigel jumps falls on his hands and feet, slightly bruising them. The rest of the party manages to land fine.
Peeking around the tents, the party sees 3 hobgoblins and 2 of those weird short creatures.
Ratel has still no idea what those short creatures are. The hobgoblins and creatures are also looking in the party's direction due to the yelp.
"All right. Tower cleaning."Father Noelan states then unleashes a burst of radiance right in the centre of the tower. "By Erastil's light you stand judged." He declares.
The blue hobgoblin is blinded by the burst of radiance.
Father Noelan then shoots at the wounded hobgoblins, shooting one in the chest, while the other arrow hits the tower supports.
Cavall gets to his feet after falling off the cliff, then wanders to the green one and bites him, but is unable to drag him down.
"Father, take the one on the Left. I've got the one on the Right."
+1 Longbow on Pink.
(+1 Longbow, +2 Favored Enemy)
Robert shoots the badly wounded pink hobgoblin in the head, as it falls down dead.
"Good shooting, Robert." Father Noelan compliments him. "Now please take care of the other one."
A wide, open area makes up the center of the camp. A large fire smolders in a shallow pit. The bodies of skinned woodland creatures slowly roast on spits, filling the camp with a meaty aroma. Grease splashes and sizzles in the fire pits. In the center of the camp, a wooden pole rises ten feet in the air. A red-streaked swath of fabric and a curved bit of bone covered in dried blood hang from the pole.
There is a rain barrel at the side.
Moving 30 feet, then +1 Longbow, on Blue.
Pila follows.
Robert's arrow catches blue in the throat and he collapses. "Great job.Now we just need to get ourselves there."Father Noelan praises Robert's shooting.
having drank his mutagen before jumping, Ratel moves quickly around the tent toward the middle of the camp, "Stay close Bear." his companion, just in front of him.
This simple canvas-walled lean-to conceals eight tidy bedrolls and several cast-iron buckets. Two Ironfang soldiers are sleeping, albeit in their armor.
Grenwold leaps down on Ringo as they surprise the hobgoblins. He maneuvers past the tent, slowly, and gets to the clearing, where he and Ringo engage a hobgoblin in the middle of the camp. In Goblin, grimly.
Standard Action - jump down with acrobatics and move adjacent to Ratel
Full Round
Swift-switch Ringo to Turtle
Move-move adjacent to uncolored
Attack-combat expertise trip on uncolored, and attack with Ringo
If successful, Ringo adds +4 to attack.
Grenwold neatly trips the hobgoblin, and Ringo gores him.
Hedran acrobatically leaps off the cliff, landing on his feet.
The shorties split and yell warning around the camp.
” Ons is onder aanval!”
We're under attack!
For the next round, Pila and I will double move towards the tower. After that, Father Noelan and I will climb the tower and fire on targets of opportunity. Please bot me.
A sagging hut of patched canvas leans precariously near a crude fence of wooden posts and ropes. The patch of bloody, overturned earth within serves as an animal pen. A stretched section of hide shades a far corner, with furs and straw piled into a soft bed. Curiously for an animal pen, there is no gate on the fence, only a wide opening.
Hedran, Grenwold and Nigel recognize one of the black colored wolf like creatures as a worg, the other is a wolf.
In the pen is a small green creature, which Ratel recognizes as a goblin. He seems to carry himself almost the same way Ratel does.
"Ons doen dit vir die IronFang Legion! Te lank is ons eie nasie ontken. Ons beweer wat ons verdien." The cyan hobgoblin proclaims.
We do this for the IronFang Legion! Too long have we been denied our own nation. We come to claim what is rightfully ours, and give the humans their due.
Pointing at the two in the tent, Ratel tells Bear, "Get them." As bear moves over and mauls the first Hobgoblin in the tent, Ratel moves forward behind Gren and attacks the nearest goblin with his shield.
Bear bites at the hobgoblins chest then evicerates him with his claws. Ratel moves up to unbordered and bashes his skull in and he collapses on the ground.
Hedran advances, skirting the tent and drawing his wand as he goes, then launches a magic missile at the hobgoblin standing under the lean-to.
Hedran's magic middle strikes the sleeping hobgoblin under the lean to and he wakes up.