Palomia can't help but agree with Relas' assessment of this new goblin's singing, even though she hasn't the foggiest idea what he's actually singing about. "Yes yes, very nice," she adds as she conjures forth another small orb of acid and sends it spiraling towards her target.
After the first verse, Globlob lets his apparently well-loved song drop as the echoes take it to the bridge. Or sing harmony. Whichever. He's a goblin, what does he know about music, anyway?
The song lasts for two more rounds, so enjoy rocking out!
In the meantime, he snatches up his whip from his belt and flicks it free, before drawing it up to try to lash at their apparent foe. Or maybe he is just a new playmate. Honestly, this goblin has a fairly tenuous grasp of what is going on right now.
Male Goblin Fighter(Titan Fighter) 3, Champion 1 | HP [29/39] | AC 15, FF 14, T 11 | Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +1 | Init +1 | Darkvision 60', Perception +3, Bravery +2, Rage 6/day
Biggun felt the power of the other goblin's song 21st through him and grinned. Maybe the new guy would be useful after all! Of course, Biggun still be favorite! When Solie yelled for him to get the crazed goblin, Biggun gripped his chain and swung for the little goblin's head!
The crazed goblin proves to be a hard target to hit - Palomia, Relas, Globlob all missing as they try to land a blow...
Biggun's chain swings towards his foe with enormous power but, at the last moment, Vorthad nikbly steps to one side - the heavy metal smashes into the floorboards spraying splinters in a small plume of debris that has the psychotic goblin suddenly clutching at his eyes...
Lowering the odds a little for the next round!!! Biggun's hit was mighty indeed... Vorthad is blinded for 1 round.
Male Goblin Fighter(Titan Fighter) 3, Champion 1 | HP [29/39] | AC 15, FF 14, T 11 | Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +1 | Init +1 | Darkvision 60', Perception +3, Bravery +2, Rage 6/day
Biggun growled at Ravboom. "Biggun try, but he wiley in crazy head!" he yelled out, before taking another swing. This time Biggun put crazy goblin down!
Okay, seriously?!?! I have not gotten a good combat roll in over two weeks in ANY of my games. I mean, sheesh, I just accidentally blinded the frakkin' goblin, and now I roll a 2?!
CG Male Beast Eidolon 1 HP: 20/20 | AC: 18 | F: +8, R: +7, W: +6 | Perc: +4 | Stealth: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. | Senses: Dark Vision, Low-Light Vision, Scent 30 ft. (Imprecise) | Active Conditions:
"He's right, he's all squirmy and wormy and hard to hit!" Relas chimes in as he snaps at the goblin once more, hoping to maybe snag a limb like he'd seen and heard of wolves doing.
"Relas, quit being nice and missing on purpose so big gobbie not look bad! Big Gobbie no know how fight, just kill black eye and be done with it!" Ravboom says in frustration as everyone tries to make everyone else look good by intentionally missing.
Solie – Apologies, I just realised that I completely missed out making Vorthad’s save for the first time you cast Burning Disarm – Oooops!!! As compensation, he’ll retrospectively take max damage for hanging on to the Dogslicer that round.
Vorthad howls in agony as his weapon briefly glows red with heat… the smell of burning skin briefly hanging in the air…
Vorthad, Reflex Save to drop Dogslicer: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11, failing – Vorthad takes a further 4 damage
Just read through the PRD, Ravboom is correct - a whip doesn't threaten so no AoO for Globlob... Only Relas and Biggun can make AoO's versus Vorthad - make them count!!!
Male Goblin Fighter(Titan Fighter) 3, Champion 1 | HP [29/39] | AC 15, FF 14, T 11 | Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +1 | Init +1 | Darkvision 60', Perception +3, Bravery +2, Rage 6/day
AoO:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11Swing and a miss! Can't hit that AC unless I roll a 19, that sucks.
As the crazed goblin tried to get past Biggun, he swung his chain high in the air, sailing over Vorthad's head and hitting the door frame. Growling in frustration, Biggun twirled with the force of his previous swing and went for the goblin's legs, hoping to knock him down.
CG Male Beast Eidolon 1 HP: 20/20 | AC: 18 | F: +8, R: +7, W: +6 | Perc: +4 | Stealth: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. | Senses: Dark Vision, Low-Light Vision, Scent 30 ft. (Imprecise) | Active Conditions:
As Vorthad finally loses patience with Ravboom the Stone Slinger and charges forward, Relas reflexively snaps at him with his large teeth as he barrels by and feels a rush of frustration as his jaws snap only air.
Goblin Fighters have crazy high AC... Come on - someone's got to take him down!
Even as Vorthad struggles to get past Biggun, Relas and the big goblin fail to get a substantial blow upon the psychotic goblin... And then he starts singing an inane song as he skips over Biggun's swinging chain...
"Big fat goblin be rubbish fighter,
Chop his legs off, make him lighter
Next going to chop off head,
Then shout in ears to make sure dead!"
"Can't help it if you're some sort of champion rock-thro-STOP WITH THE DAMNED SINGING!" Palomia snarls at Vorthad, sending another volley of acid whizzing towards him, once more to no avail!
"RAVBOOM GOING TO HIT YOU WITH STONE IF YOU MISS AGAIN! NOW KILL GOBBIE OR FEEL STONE IN EYE!" He yells at his fellows as he slams the feral gobbie in the head with another stone.
Palomia's acid, slung expertly from a distance, melts the goblin's ear clean off and, yelping in pain, it is unable to defend itself from the stone that smashes into its temple... With an uncomprehending "Huh?", Vorthad falls backwards, twitches and lies still...
Male Goblin Fighter(Titan Fighter) 3, Champion 1 | HP [29/39] | AC 15, FF 14, T 11 | Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +1 | Init +1 | Darkvision 60', Perception +3, Bravery +2, Rage 6/day
I didn't realize how bad the penalties for using the oversized weapon would affect me. That was ridiculous.
Biggun shook his head as the goblin finally fell. Walking towards the corpse, he gave it a big kick in the head before huffing beligerantly. "Stupid little goblin. Next time stay still so Biggun kill you good."
Ravboom pulls a stone out of his pouch and bounces it off Relas's head! "Ravboom tell you not to miss, dumb Relas." He says in annoyance, and then scrambles around finding his used stones (including the one he bounced off Relas's head).
Solie stalked up to the body, then crouched down and gave it a few prods.
"I declare him dead. Very dead. Good job, Biggun. Ravboom, stop losing rocks. They don't grow on trees! Save them! Probably more crazies running around here."
CG Male Beast Eidolon 1 HP: 20/20 | AC: 18 | F: +8, R: +7, W: +6 | Perc: +4 | Stealth: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. | Senses: Dark Vision, Low-Light Vision, Scent 30 ft. (Imprecise) | Active Conditions:
"Ouch!" Relas exclaims as the stone bounces off his skull and clatters into the room. "That was uncalled for! I told you I was trying to get him," he grumbles, looking to Palomia for some sort of support.
"Don't look at me, it was your idea to come here in the first place," Palo sighs. Turning her attention to the newcomer goblin, she adds, "Um, thanks. For the song. It seemed like it helped, though I'm not really sure how. It's not the strangest thing that's happened today."
"I Globlob Needlefinger," the newcomer in question proclaims proudly, puffing out his chest as though to assert just how important he is. "Last longshanks I meet call me Taruk Junior, though. Dunno if your longshanks know dat name." He frowns thoughtfully for a moment as he considers just how far-reaching the rumors of his exploits may have traveled. Never mind that he really does not have many exploits to speak of.
"Anytime! Globlob warchanter, it what I do." He says to Palomia nonchalantly, as this is clearly the sort of thing that he does on a fairly regular basis. Aside from sleeping for days on end to try to get over a hangover larger than he is. "...uhh. Who you? Why you here?"
Ravboom grins. "Ravboom be Ravboom, Ravboom be sane one, also only one what can fight, as you see. That be Insane Sollie, she be nuttier than squirrel food. Big gobbie who can't hit anything with stupid big weapon be stupid big Biggun, gobbie mommie no have much brains left after birthing with that head. Biggun no have much in head either, cept rocks maybe." He points at each in turn. "Reles be not so bad cat, but be very bad at fighting. May have to make him pack cat, put things on him, let him carry, not get in fights. Palo be nutjob spell caster who can't hit wall in front of face."
With Kaloora Plimp looking especially sheepish as he examines the musket that wouldn’t fire during the fight, Nessa Nessa calls up the stairs once more, ”Vorthad go proper wrong-headed then? Is shame, he not bad goblin… was only killing runt goblins before Chief Oddle go look for Star and he help Nessa Nessa when Zarongel Shaman Voss go black-eye crazy… anyway, if he dead, you can throw him out of window and have room if want”
There isn’t anything of note in the room – although Vorthad was using a particularly well-balanced dogslicer (Masterwork Dogslicer) and was wearing a Chainmail shirt. Vorthad also seems to have spent time scratching strange symbols into the wooden floor… it almost looks like writing!!!
"And I thought Ravboom weird. This gobbie been doing writing. Crazy gobos. No wonder they all went crazy; writing took all the words out of their heads!" Solie exclaimed, stepping over the body in favor of inspecting her new room.
"Hey! You want someone who can blow things up all the live-long day, go talk to a wizard or one of those crazy bomber alchemists," Palomia snaps. "My magic is more subtle than that, mostly. It'll be handy when the time is right, just wait and see."
As she carefully steps into the room behind Solie, her attention is also drawn to the strange scribbles and scrawls in the floor. "Huh. Wonder what he was so worked up about?"
CG Male Beast Eidolon 1 HP: 20/20 | AC: 18 | F: +8, R: +7, W: +6 | Perc: +4 | Stealth: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. | Senses: Dark Vision, Low-Light Vision, Scent 30 ft. (Imprecise) | Active Conditions:
"Uh yeah, what he said, except without all the insults," Relas adds as Solie and Palo begin looking at the scribbles on the floor. "Palo, Ravboom here and myself came to check on rumors about a falling star somewhere around here. I think Solie, Biggun, and Kaloora are here for the same thing except there's something mixed in about pulling down the sun that doesn't make a lot of sense to anyone but them."
After a moment, the eidolon finds that he can't contain himself any longer. "Taruk Junior? Who was Taruk Senior?"
Globlob moves to follow the rest of the group in the room, frowning down at all of the writing. He does not try to read it, mostly because he probably could not if he tried, but certainly stares at it as though he can. At the mention of the elder Taruk, his lips drop into a scowl as dark as the late Vorthad's eyes. "Another big, dumb longshanks. He have stupid face. Not important. Globlob better."
Male Goblin Fighter(Titan Fighter) 3, Champion 1 | HP [29/39] | AC 15, FF 14, T 11 | Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +1 | Init +1 | Darkvision 60', Perception +3, Bravery +2, Rage 6/day
Biggun followed Solie into the room protectively, his hands gripping his chain tightly in case of surprises. When he saw the crazy goblin's writhing on the floor, he spat in disgust. "Biggun say no good come from writing. Should make drawing instead," he said with a firm nod.
Solie / Palomia and Relas - the writing on the floor seems truly alien - there are no discernible characters, the marks describe short curves, lines and tight loops around the floorboards.
Once more, Nessa Nessa's voice shouts up the stairs, "You want room, you have but you promise protect Nessa Nessa from Zarongel crazies if they come... Is a deal, yes?"
"Is other goblin awake yet? What tribe he? He never say and also is not paying for anything yet... He owe Nessa Nessa many shinies..."
CG Male Beast Eidolon 1 HP: 20/20 | AC: 18 | F: +8, R: +7, W: +6 | Perc: +4 | Stealth: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. | Senses: Dark Vision, Low-Light Vision, Scent 30 ft. (Imprecise) | Active Conditions:
"Oh...okay then, I'll take your word for it," Relas replies to the suddenly scowling goblin, shifting a bit uncomfortably from paw to paw as he does. "Sorry I mentioned it."
Relas pauses and looks at the others. "Might not hurt to have a somewhat safe place to sleep here if we need it." He turns back towards the stairs. "Makes sense to me! Like, uh...scratching each other's backs and all. A safe place to sleep for everyone." He glances back at Globlob. "You might be on your own with the shiny thing, though."
"Odd...this doesn't look like any sort of language that I've ever seen," Palo muses. "But even I'll admit that I've not seen everything. What about you?" she asks Solie, momentarily forgetting that the gnome is completely bonkers in her own way.
The skull-clad bard's beady red eyes go wide at Nessa Nessa's shout up the stairs. He peers back at the rest of the group silently and shakes his head vigorously, his long ears wildly flapping with the motion. Not that goblins are typically good at charades, but he hardly thinks his voice being heard is going to help the matter.
"Look like scribbles of mad man. Maybe he just suck at drawing," Solie says to Palo with a shrug. "Nothing like what I've seen before. Not that I seen much."
She glances back to the goblin shaking his head back and forth at the idea of being called out by Nessa Nessa. If there was one thing she could appreciate, it was trying to be devious. She'd keep her mouth shut for now, though she couldn't speak for the others. Either way, it should be entertaining for her.
Note that unlike most goblins, Ravboom can read. He just keeps it on the down low, he likes being under estimated.
Ravboom eyes the marks, and the room, but then steps out of the room. "Ravboom ok with Sollie having room full of mad gobbie spittle. Ravboom think Sollie braver than give credit for, want sleep in room where black eye sick goblin stay and spray madness filled spittle all over." He then heads over toward the skull wearing goblin.
Assuming you might make this your base of operations - what are you up to next? In terms of exploring the Brokebag village, you have - around the central location - the temple (a temple to Zarongel?), a burnt out Longshanks temple, the shop (which had noises coming from it) and also the 'Sheriffs Place'...
Palomia smirks slightly at Ravboom's words but says nothing, nor does she make any mention of Globlob being awake. "Not my problem," she shrugs. "And sucking at drawing...I can buy that," she nods at Solie.
At least we agree on something.
As she gets to her feet, she dusts herself off and looks expectantly at the others. "Well, that's one building more or less secured. Common sense dictates the sheriff's office might have weapons or bombs or something that'd be useful in a fight. We should probably check there next and then go see who or what was poking around in that shop and get it over with."
