"Melinda? Your show."
Alaric stands by Hrunndalf, in a non-aggressive, but defensive posture: shield up, weapon down.
Hearing the frightened goblins, but not understanding a word, Hrunndalf raises his voice in what he hopes to be an authoritative but well-meaning manner. "Goblins! We have come to talk peacefully. Do not attack us, and we shall not harm you."
Let's hope at least one of them has bothered to learn the common tongue...
Diplomacy:
If Myri hears this before coming ‘around the corner’ she stays behind the wall and waits for an 'understandable' goblins response.
Kalimac readies his lance and follows the rest of the party. He stays a little to the rear, all the better for a lance charge if necessary.
He warily scans the swamp for the return of whatever did this to the goblins.
Perception:
Quick look at her companions, Aħna ma jiġu tweġġgħek. Jittrattaw magħna mingħajr vjolenza u aħna għandhom jagħmlu l-istess.
Diplomacy
Quietly to the two men by her, What did this to them was our size or bigger
There is a pause after Hrunndalf and Melinda call out to the goblins. Then you hear more goblin voices raised in apparent argument:
"Il-bnedmin mejta delikata qed jippruvaw trick lilna ma tagħhom!"
"Aħna kollha ser die! Logħba fuq, il-bniedem! LOGĦBA FUQ! "
"Irridu motiv għall-ħajja tagħna!"
"Irridu Nuke-raħal kollu mill-orbita! Huwa l-uniku mod biex tkun ċert."
“We’re all going to die! Game over, man! GAME OVER!”
“We must plea for our lives!”
“We must nuke the entire village from orbit! It’s the only way to be sure.”
At that point, a slightly more authoritative voice interrupts the argument:
"Stenna! Peress kap tagħna lilu nnifsu fid-dar tiegħu, wieħed u waħda minna għandu jieħu l-inkarigu. I, għandhom l-ħalq wiesgħa ta 'kull wieħed minna hawn, u għalhekk naħseb li lkoll naqblu li jien l-aktar xierqa li jwasslu minfloku. "
And receives some calmer replies:
"Jagħmel sens."
"Jekk jogħġbok, mur fuq."
The louder goblin voice continues:
"Żewġ approċċi ġew proposti - negozjati, u l-attakk. Kemm minn dawn il-pjanijiet ikollhom mertu. Għalhekk, aħna għandu jipprova-tnejn f'daqqa. Inti erba - inti se jitilgħu sa l-torri lvant u tinnegozja mal-bnedmin mejta. Inti se tirbaħ jekk jintlaħaq ftehim magħhom jew qabel ma aħna lkoll mejta. Inti erba - inti se jitilgħu sa l-torri tal-punent u l-attakk bnedmin mejta. Inti se jirbaħ jekk huma jew aħna lkoll mejtin qabel ftehim jintlaqat. Preparrati? Mur! "
You hear the tramp of goblin footsteps as they scramble behind the walls.
“Makes sense.”
“Please, go on.”
“Two approaches have been proposed – negotiation, and assault. Both of these plans have merit. Therefore, we shall attempt both at once. You four – you will climb up the east tower and negotiate with the dead humans. You will win if you strike a deal with them before they or we are all dead. You four – you will climb up the west tower and assault the dead humans. You will win if they or we are all dead before a deal is struck. Ready? Go!”
Myri knocks an arrow, though keeps it pointed down for now. She peaks around the gate to get a sense of where the others are.
Stealth:
Perception:
Message to Myriana, speaking quietly but so the men can hear, Keep your eyes out for undead, the Licktoads said something about dead humans coming back. And keep an eye on the goblins, they are planning to negotiate and attack. She says the second as if this makes perfect sense for the goblins.
Louder, to carry over the goblin scrambling, Wrencher ilsien, ġejjin u tkellimna. Għandna l-ebda bżonn li tweġġgħek, aħna biss jixtiequ jitkellmu biex Gutwad kodard qodma. Jekk inti tagħmel attakk, aħna għandna magic kbir fil-kmand tagħna.
In a low voice: "Mel? Are we in trouble?"
Message to Myriana, speaking quietly but so the men can hear, Keep your eyes out for undead, the Licktoads said something about dead humans coming back. And keep an eye on the goblins, they are planning to negotiate and attack. She says the second as if this makes perfect sense for the goblins.
"Oh, good," Alaric says cheerfully. "It's hard to tell, but it looked like swords that killed the ones in the pit. Swords wielded by undead. And here I was worried that the worst of the day was behind me."
Trouble? That depends on how truthful Uncle Jal was when he said that the goblins in this area are highly resistant to low level magic like color spray.
She shrugs, If he was fibbing, I can take care of the first rush. If not, yep, trouble.
Myri relays Mel's message to Lio and Kalimac. "Mel says there may be undead around. The 'toads said something about dead humans coming back. ... and it sounds like they're planning to 'negotiate and attack'."
The slightly louder goblin voice from before responds to Melinda:
“Ukoll ... Jien ser tara jekk irid biex jitkellem miegħek, imma ma naħsibx li hu ser ikunu interessati. Hu kien maqful fil-post pjuttost tajba mill-aħħar darba li inti attakkat tiegħu. Lura fil-minuta!”
"Trouble it is, then."
Hrunndalf touches a fist to his left shoulder guard, his breast scales, and his right shoulder guard, and rumbles in the rhythm of the ritual: "Thaukhthir shkôr, tlekopok nô!"
Meanwhile, as you watch, two sets of four goblins apiece emerge up on the top of the two nearest watchtowers. The watchtower roof platforms are about 15 feet off the ground.
The one slightly nearer to you (the eastern one) has a ladder running up from the ground to a door into the building itself, the door being about 5 feet off the ground. The ladder (and watchtower) are about 20 feet away from the closest party member.
The western watchtower is about 30 feet away from the closest party member. There is no ladder directly into that building, but one leads to a nearby catwalk which in turn leads to a door in the tower similar to the one on the first tower.
The four goblins on the roof of the eastern tower assemble into position. While one conducts, the others start singing to you in three-part cacophony:
”Oh, il-bnedmin mejta, hekk tal-biża fil jistgħu tiegħek,
Inti maqtula żewġ terzi minna u issa rridu li jikkurak dritt!
Jiddispjacina inti sab li aħna seraq dak kollu li Jittieħed mill inti,
Iżda aħna taw ħafna lura, hekk jgħidulna dak li aħna issa għandhom jagħmlu!”
You killed two-thirds of us and now we want to treat you right!
We’re sorry you found out that we stole all that stuff from you,
But we gave most of it back, so tell us what we now should do!”
At the same time, the four goblins in the farther tower have all drawn odd tubes, and they are trying to light wicks which tail off of them with flint and tinder.
"Those goblins in the watchtowers are going to cut us to pieces if we let them. Of course, the upside is we know where the fireworks are."
Sounding very frustrated, Aħna MHUMIEX l-bnedmin istess li inti attakkati. Aħna rridu li dawn iweġġgħu bnedmin. Allura jitkellem magħna.
The goblin who was conducting on the Eastern watchtower breaks off for a second, looking dubious.
”Inti żgur?” she asks. “Għaliex jekk inti ma jkunux l-bnedmin mejta li kkawżat terrur bħal dawn u biża fil-qlub tagħna, għandi l-ebda idea għaliex irridu jkunu up hawn tipprova tinnegozja miegħek. Ma jagħmilx sens! Aħna sempliċiment kollha tkun qed tipprova joqtol lilek, minflok biss nofs ta 'magħna. Hekk jien mhux ċert I nemmnu li inti, iżda biss fil-każ inti fuqi, jien se nistaqsik mistoqsija: Inti xi ħaġa ħażina li m'huwiex tajjeb għandna nkunu tinnegozja ma ', jew sempliċiment bniedem għandna nippruvaw biex joqtlu?”
Ummm, do you think we can pass for undead... probably not. she says quietly.
Loudly, with confidence and a sneer, Aħna bnedmin, iżda aħna huma ferm aktar qawwija milli l-undead Meer li jinqatlu ħafna minnkom. Attakk magħna u inti kollha se jmutu. Jitkellmu u ħafna minnkom tista 'tgħix.
Intimidate
Perception:
Ummm, do you think we can pass for undead... probably not. she says quietly.
"Maybe before I healed myself," Alaric says with a grin.
You're in a good spot for shooting right now, frankly -- you're in the first range increment and you have cover.
"Maybe before I healed myself," Alaric says with a grin.
Quick, play the part of my undead minion. She says very quietly, trying to burn off some of the anxiety as she waits for a response from within.
"Ma nemminx tiegħek ħafna jimteddu, ħaġa undead ħażina li m'huwiex tajjeb!" shouts the visibly frightened conductor. "Issa, jien se tagħmel inti wieħed u wieħed biss joffri, qabel ma jinstabx vjolenti - ħalli lkoll ħajjin u inessu jaħarbu, u jista 'jkollok kollha ta' teżor tagħna! Dan huwa OFFERTA FINALI tiegħi!"
”Now, I will make you one and only one offer, before this turns violent – let all of us live and allow us to flee, and you may have all of our treasure! That is my FINAL OFFER!”
Loudly, Ftehim, jekk inti tħalli b'mod paċifiku issa.
Messaged to Myriana and loud enough for the boys to hear. They will be leaving now. Let them pass without injury, unless they attack. Be on guard for attack, sometimes they forget what they agreed to.
"Great. Undead," Kalimac mutters. He does his best impression of a dead cavalier riding a wolf, but otherwise maintains a defensive stance.
Bluff:
"TIM TIEGĦI JIRBAĦ!" screams the conductor.
All the goblins cheer. The ones on the other tower launch their fireworks into the air in celebration, where they spark with bright, colorful flashes and bangs. Then the fireworks keep going, since apparently each tube contains more than one, so they fire them across at the other tower, then at each other, and then in completely random directions.
Then the Goblins slip off the top of the towers and leave. Before she goes, the conductor says: "Oh, il-bqija tal-teżor huwa fid-dar tal-Kap. Ma naħsibx li huwa ser ikunu kuntenti dwar il-ftehim. Hu msakkra lilu nnifsu fil hemm, sabiex nirrakkomanda tissettja il-post fuq nar. Li se tikseb lilu."
The she hurries off the roof.
Myri puts her bow away before the goblins can see her & does her best to pretend to be an undead thing behind the wall.
bluff:
Firework accidentally fired at Hrunndalf:
Firework accidentally fired at Liothonae (Liothonae gets +4 to her touch AC from cover, as she is presumed to be behind the wall with Myriana):
Firework accidentally fired at Melinda:
Having had quite enough of getting hit in the face, Alaric will take a knee and point his shield skyward.
Yup. A goblin shoots herself in the face, stumbles around blindly, and falls of the building into the mud with a soft plop. She lays there face down as the rest of the goblins vanish from sight.
Kalimac can't shake this feeling that the firing of the fireworks could be a distraction from the imminent attack of undead from the swamp. He nervously tries to keep an eye both on the goblins and the as-yet-unseen undead.
Perception, if it comes up:
Sighing, Alaric starts toward the facedown goblin.
(The fireworks were very pretty, though, as they arced over the village and into the village and towards your eyes, exploding with a shower of bright sparks. It was like a 4th of Erastus festival. Only right next to you.)
Mel follows Alaric, her eyes watering from the stupid bright lights, prepared for a goblin horde to burst out on the cleric.
As Alaric checks out the downed goblin ... absolutely nothing happens.
The village has returned to eerily peaceful silence.
"You were putting me on about pretending to be undead, weren't you?"
Assuming he reaches the downed goblin without incident, he's going to see if she can be saved.
Heal
Alaric carefully turns the unconscious goblin over, making certain her airway is clear and her head is pillowed on something reasonably soft. "She'll be fine, and hopefully a little more reluctant to play with explosives in the future."
Is she okay? I did say that they could all leave un-dead. Did I lie? She seems to be waiting to answer his other question when she is more sure that there isn't goblins ready to jump out.
Once the goblins are safely out of sight, Myri’s bow finds its way back in her hands and she rejoins the others inside the fort. ”Umm, so what just happened?”
Then we should probably back off so that they can taker her with them, if she's alright to be moved. as her hand gently touches Alaric's shoulder. I would prefer that our peace accord is kept.
"Of course." He stands and steps away from the unconscious goblin.
The pair steps away from the unconscious goblin. There is a pause.
Nothing happens. No one comes for her.
Kalimac, on high alert, sees nothing.
There are crickets.
She looks peaceful, sleeping there, kind of like a ... well, kind of like a sleeping goblin with a singed face, really.
To Melinda: "She might be on her own. Considering how little they seemed to care when she suffered her injury, it's not too surprising. Let's keep an eye on her while we investigate the village. If she's still asleep when we're finished, we can decide what to do with her then."
Okay, so the goblins are gone? She slumps slightly against Alaric, her face losing color as she breaths, trying to keep the meal Lio and Myriana put together in her stomach.
After a minute, The long and short of it is that they surrendered, and promised us all their remaining treasure. Which is in Chief Gutwad's hut, where he locked himself away while the undead humans killed two-thirds of the tribe and took back most of the treasure. She looks around at everyone, Any specific questions?
Kalimac dismounts from Attatoq. "I'll have Attatoq guard the gate while we're checking the village." To Attatoq he says, "Attatoq, te olete valve kohustus. Anna meile teada, kui keegi tuleb."