Kelvin sticks his Rapier into the Goblin's ear just far enough to kill the Goblin Druid.
Brandark coup de grace's the last doggie.
I said stay
Dead doggie!
Victory!
"Elektra, Calene. This was not a normal goblin. It had a wand. Anything on it magical?"
Brandark extinguishes the sword, and rescabbards it.
He then joins the others Well that was lively, what say we look south, then at that bridge.
The flaming sword extinguishes and disappears. There looks to be a Wand on the ground.
When you search the Goblin Druid you find, Leather Armor, sling, spear, cloak, two vials and what looks like another Wand.
To the south you notice a cloying musky scent that lies heavy in the air. A matted nest of red and black hair sits to the east of an area that opens up a bit. Beyond a tangle of vines hang from the thorny ceiling of this chamber, each suspending a clattering collection of bird skulls, rib bones, teeth, and other bits of gruesome decor. In a few places the vines droop all the way to the floor. A large nest of nettles and thorny vines sits to the south, a halo of half-eaten dead birds and rats indicating that whatever sleeps there eats in its bed.
To the North, a rope bridge spans the gulf between the cliff and a roundish, flat-topped island sixty-some feet to the north. Thick patches of nettles and briars grow here and there atop the island, but its most impressive feature is a wooden one-story stockade. Two thirty-foot-tall watchtowers guard the stockade’s southern façade. The rope bridge itself is made of hairy rope and thick wooden planks; the whole thing creaks and sways in the wind above the churning surf eighty feet below.
I don't like the looks of that bridge. Can anyone figure out if it is safe ?
With a quick cantrip Elektra checks the dead for magical auras. "I think we have taken care of the outside guards. At least we are ready for what is next."
Looking at the bridge Elektra carefully checks it stability.
The Leather Armor, Cloak, both Wands and vials radiate Magic.
Elektra may reconsider venturing out to test the bridge when she sees a Goblin on a Goblin Dog move into view from around the thistles and in front of the fort's double doors. It appears they may know you are coming.
"Let's not be hasty with the bridge" and he looks for traps on it. "Let the vermin come to us."
Before testing the bridge, Elektra checks the items, hoping to get an idea what they are.
Cloak
wand
wand
Leather armor
[dice=perception]d20+9
"Let's not be hasty with the bridge" and he looks for traps on it. "Let the vermin come to us."
Kelvin goes out to examine the bridge. He determines that the bridge is trapped. A Goblin arrow falls short of him at about the same time he realizes the bridge has been rigged.
Before testing the bridge, Elektra checks the items, hoping to get an idea what they are.
[dice=Spellcraft]1d20+13 Cloak
[dice=Spellcraft]1d20+13wand
[dice=Spellcraft]1d20+13 wand
[dice=Spellcraft]1d20+13Leather armor
Garrath drops the goblin, and shakes his head. "Well, I hope the goblin didn't have any information we might have used. It was subdued, and no threat." He allows his rage to fade and takes a few moments to catch his breath.
"Garrath, I have dealt with goblins before and have learned their language and their habits. It would tell us anything to live, then betray us to it's masters. And this one, being a shaman would have been high ranking and its death will demoralize the others and a swift death is better than a slow death so we did show it mercy."
Anyone mind if I use these indicating the sling bullets.
With the party injured, and their spells depleted they fell back to Shalelu's camp.
At the camp they find that Shalelu was not alone. Zandu, Sargent of the Guard, another Guard you have seen before in town, and another young man dressed in garb typical of a Priest of Sarenrae was with her. A small sail boat could be seen on the beach at a point out of sight from Thistletop, but within sight of Shalelu's camp.
"You all have survived so far. The Sheriff and Mayor will be pleased. Father Zantus sent us here to retrieve Calene. A situation with her family has come up and she is needed back in Sandpoint. As Father Zantus knows you will need a Cleric, he has sent you Stone, a Priest of Saranrae to help in your quest," the Sargent says in a most matter-of-fact manner.
Shalelu rolls her eyes.
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He then looks to Shalelu to confirm that was enough and see the glare and know he should say more then awkwardly adds I am good in a fight and even better at keeping you in the fight. I have seen some action in my travels but I hope by joining with you I will be able to further Sarenrae will he then steps back and hopes he has not just made a fool of himself
Shalelu just shakes her head with a smile.
Dropping the sack of goblin weapons. Aye, we have survived, but all is not neccessarally for the best as they will be expecting us.
Calene, before you go, could you ask for healing for us ?
The short, stocky dwarf, then looks at Stone Do ya expect the Dawnflower to make things better, or are you going to work at it.
Aye, I am not disputing that Sarenrae, is with you, and I thank her, and yourself for the power that the dawnflower brings.
What I am asking, is are you willing to fight for her, and that of her people. Brandark asks as he exposes a symbol of the dawnflower.
Garrath sits with a heavy thump, and looks at the new cleric, "Not only that, but will you stick it out when it gets tough? It seems we must be hard on our clerics." He grins, "Two have left to go pursue other goals."
The sun begins to set over the Varisian Gulf. Calene and the others will return to Sandpoint at first light.
Though there were strange sounds in the deep woods, the party gets through the night without incident. Calene and the two guards prepare for their journey back to Sandpoint.
Now, we have to figure a way over that bridge. I don't know about you, but I do not have wings. Brandark asks in the morning.
While waiting for and answer, he heads over, and as he starts placing the barding back on Abacus. Abacus, guard here again.
He then sits down to sort the cash and items out.
Lady Shalelu, this is coming from my share, but for looking out after our horses, and having a camp to return to, here is some cash.
Brandark then passes her a small sack of 5 gold.
"Have someone sneak across and secure it. Garrath shrugs.
"Greetings priest of Sarenrae. Welcome to our group." Then looking over at Shalelu and snickering, he continues to speak to Stone. "I hope you enjoy hunting goblins as much as we do."
"I think the bridge has been rigged so if two or more of us are on the bridge at the same time, it will collapse. I will of course, head over first and then either you Garrath or you Brandark should come over after me."
"I had a look over the edge and there is nothing but water between the thorn patch and island, and no obvious entrances at the base, so unless you have a boat in your pack, then bridge is the only way that I see. Did anyone else catch a glimpse of something?"
Garrath, take this, it might help you, as you can be across the bridge faster than I.
Brandark passes Garrath, the cloak of resistance
Kelvin, the druid was wearing Leather that might be benificial to you.
As for another way, I did not see one, and I should cross after Elektra, as I am probably the heaviest and thus the most likely to break the bridge.
"That is a good order to cross. Just make sure that no more than one of us is on the bridge at a time."
Looking over the armor, "I do not think this will fit me, so let us sell it when we get back to town."
Elektra, or Stone, can you figure out what is in these two vials ? Brandark asks, I think they got missed in the chaos of the evening as we came back here.
Well, I guess we will have to sell the armour then back in town.
"Can you foul up the rigging, and secure the bridge?"
Looking up from bagging the rest of the gear to get sold upon return to Sandpoint.
So Stone, are you and the dawnflower ready to try to bring down some Goblins today?
Calene before she joins Zandu and the other guard to sail back to Sandpoint, "Shalelu, please take care of my horse. And let us all have a night of Ale and toasting Cayden upon your return to Sandpoint."
Stone, that is an idea, but I think that night will provide more of a problem for us, and not for the goblins.
Calene, I think we will take you up on that offer.
After a moment of pondering Elektra smiles. "I might be able to weave an illusion, giving us time to cross the bridge!"
Shalelu will look at the gear you snagged off the dead Goblins, "The armor and shield here are from three different Goblin tribes, none of which are from the Thistletop Goblins."