[PFS] WE Be Goblins One, Too, Free! (Inactive)

Game Master Paladin of Baha-who?

Mic looks at the dog and frowns. "do we have to ride those..... Things?" he says as he gets on it.
ride: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18

Poog mounts Squealy Nord and joins the others.

"Death to longshanks!"

ride: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

You don't have to ride the dog if you don't want to. You can retcon that you're on foot if you want. I'll do a stealth check for Mic. Poog, I've attached Nord's icon to yours to indicate you're riding him.

The goblin chiefs approach the campsite, being as quiet as they can, and commanding their animals to do the same. Then Reta's goblin dog disagrees with her about where to go, and takes her through a thorn bush, making her screech with pain.

All three dogs' (the true dogs at the human campsite) ears perk up. They stand up, growling, as they detect your presence. The humans are a little slower to react.

As indicated on the map, it is 50ft from the closest PCs to the edge of the map. Any of you may have drawn a weapon, such as a bow or a javelin, prior to this point, if you wish.

Suprise round:
Mic
Goog
Dog (purple)
Poog
Reta
Mogmurch
Dog (brown)
Dog (orange)

Goog would have been holding a javelin in preparation for a ranged attack.

If the way is clear, Goog would drive his goblin dog forward and fire a bolt of fire at the nearest longshanks (blue on the map). With the dog's 40-ft move speed he should be able to get close enough. Ride: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
ranged touch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
fire: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Still a ways away, Mic has his dog move forward 30 feet and he looses an arrow.
ride: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Range: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30 damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3
Range: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14 damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Reta allows her mount to howl and bark as it likes, well aware that stealth has been lost. When able, Reta will load and fire an animal bane arrow at one of the dogs. "Smelly muts!" She shrieks at them.
ride: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12
attack: 1d20 + 9 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 9 + 3 = 231d4 + 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + (2, 6) + 1 = 11

Goog, you can also free action handle animal to command your companion to do something. I will have Nora heel for now, waiting for you to command her to attack someone or something.

Goog rides his dog forward, with Nora at his side squealing excitedly, and looses a bolt of fire that smacks into the human's chest, wounding him badly.

Mic is just behind him, firing an arrow that thunks into the burned man's chest, dropping him to the ground.

One of the dogs who caught the sound of the approaching goblins first runs forward, loyally placing himself between the oncoming foes and the fallen man.

The canine's loyalty is rewarded by an arrow from Reta that embeds itself into its throat, then magically jerks around inside its flesh, slicing its arteries and leaving it dying on the ground.

You know those goblin dogs have a 50ft move speed, so you could have covered the distance to the map edge in one move. That's kind of what I expected you to do, which is why I put you that far away.

Surprise round:
Mic
Goog
Dog (purple) - dying
Poog
Reta
Mogmurch
Dog (brown)
Dog (orange)

I'd rather have them come to me while I rain down arrows on them. That's why I didn't move.

Mogmurch runs forward, bomb in hand, ready to throw it if any dogs get closer.

Touch: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Fire: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (1, 1) + 3 = 5

Attack roll given ahead of time.

Agreed, I didn't wanna put poor little Nora into melee too quickly. :-P

Poog attempts to hold one of the humans in place, calling on Zarongel to keep the man from acting.

Hold Person, DC 15 Will

Poog casts a spell, and the human furthest from the goblins stiffens, caught with paralysis just as he began to rise from his seat on a log.

Mogmurch runs forward behind Goog.

The two other dogs run forward, barking angrily.

The humans begin shouting in a tongue that the goblins do not understand, although it sounds familiar.

DC 10 Knowledge(local) or Linguistics: 1d6d6 ⇒ (5, 2, 5, 1) = 13

One of them jumps up and runs behind one of the wagons, pulling out a shortbow as he goes.

The horses buck and pull on their ropes, and two of them break free, running away into the woods. The other two try to free themselves, but aren't able to.

Initiative order:
Bandit (yellow)
Mic
Goog
Poog
Reta
Bandit (green)
Bandit (red)
Mogmurch
Dog (brown)
Dog (orange)

Goog moves his goblin dog closer handle animal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 and then tosses a javelin at the nearest dog (orange).

javelin: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Always wanting to show that he is better than his brother, Poog aims at the same dog Goog targeted, hits it in almost the exact same place, but does slightly more damage. ;p

"Poog the best!"

javelin: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 191d4 ⇒ 3

Goog scowls at his brother, vowing silently to throw the next javelin right at him instead.

Sorry, the thing where I did a die roll that said "DC 10 Knowledge(local) or Linguistics" was supposed to be a spoiler.

"These guys are criminals...Sczarni!" Poog hisses through his teeth to his companions.

knowledge local untrained: 1d20 ⇒ 16

Reta doesn't pause as she loads up her next animal bane arrow and takes aim at the dog directly in front of her. She steadies her mount before releasing the arrow. ride: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27
attack orange dog: 1d20 + 9 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 9 + 3 = 151d4 + 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + (6, 5) + 1 = 16

"That's neat." Reta says finally in response to Poog. "Why should Reta care?"

"Maybe criminals have lots of gold!" Poog responds. "Pretty Reta likes gold, right?!"

Poog and Goog's javelins leave nasty, bleeding slashes in the flanks of the dog nearest to them.

Reta shoots another animal-slaying arrow into the heart of the dog in front of her, laying it out beside its fellow.

Mic is up. I'll give him until after Xmas to make a post since he may be traveling or something, and there isn't exactly any hurry.

Mic will urge his horse on to get a flank on the foes. Aiming, he will shoot at the red human.

Range: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
Range: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
ride: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

How are you getting two attacks?

By confusing characters. Ignore one of those attacks.

The other bandit runs for cover as well, as his paralyzed fellow manages to focus his will and shakes off the paralysis.

Mogmurch is up.

Will save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Touch: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
Fire: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (1, 5) + 3 = 9

Mogmurch moves up by Reta and hurls a bomb at the two puppies clumped together. "Mogmurch command ugly dogs to burn!"

Those two dogs are unconscious. Do you still want to bomb them?

Yes

Mogmurch's bomb explodes and blasts the two unconscious dogs into flaming gibbets of half-cooked dog meat.

The remaining dog charges at the nearest goblin, who happens to be Goog. He dodges its attack easily.

One of the Bandits leans out from behind the wagon and shoots an arrow at Poog. It only creases his ear, though. 2 damage to Poog.

Dog (brown)
Bandit (yellow)
Mic
Goog
Poog
Reta
Bandit (green)
Bandit (red)
Mogmurch

Sad that more things aren't on fire, Poog draws his wand of fireball, points it toward the center of the camp, and fires it off.

I've called out the center of the spell on the map.

fireball, DC 16 reflex: 5d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 1, 3, 6) = 18

Reta looks to take out the third dog in three shots. She relaxes her muscles as she draws out yet another animal-bane arrow. She levels it at the dog that just attacked Goog and releases her arrow. ride: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15 point blank attack into melee: 1d20 + 9 + 3 - 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 9 + 3 - 4 + 1 = 101d4 + 1 + 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 + (5, 5) + 1 = 16

EDIT1: Alas, Reta misses her shot, unable to turn quickly enough in her saddle to get a proper shot.

Goog draws his sword and swings it at the dog that tried to bite him.

short sword: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

crit?: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Sad that more things aren't on fire, Poog draws his wand of fireball, points it toward the center of the camp, and fires it off.

I've called out the center of the spell on the map.

[dice=fireball, DC 16 reflex]5d6

I've drawn a 20ft radius template on the map. Please place it how you want it to come out. Unless I've missed a possible position, it is not possible for you to hit all three conscious bandits with the fireball, but you could hit two of them and the two horses.

Ah, thanks for the template. Sometimes it's hard to picture how that's going to work. I've re-positioned it, so just two bandits and the horses.

We're waiting on Mic but I'll resolve these actions, especially since Reta needs to change hers.

Goog draws his dogslicer and shows its name is apt as he slashes across the dog's neck, dropping it to the ground with a spray of blood.

Poog sends a fireball flying, blasting the paralyzed bandit as well as one of his compatriots and the two horses. All of them are wounded grievously and collapse, smouldering, to the ground.

Mic is still up and Reta will want to adjust her action in light of Goog killing the dog before her in initiative.

Seeing the last dog dropped, Reta feels a sense of satisfaction, like an itch in her mind had just been scratched. Reta drops her bow and takes out her own dogslicer before spurring her mount forward toward the last standing human. Reta begins chanting her song quietly as she advance, her eyes growing increasingly wide and wild.

Mic will move forward, trying to get around the caravan on his dog mount.
ride: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
Then he will shoot an arrow.
Range: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

Next round, Mic will move his mount if needed and shoot another arrow.
Range: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

Sorry, Holidays....

That first arrow will hit, roll damage.

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Sorry. forgot about the damage dice.... foolish me...

damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3

The bandit winces as an arrow sticks into his shoulder, and seeing his friends and animals fall, runs for it. He books it into the trees, quickly vanishing from sight.

If you intend to give chase, let me know, otherwise we'll end combat here.

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Reta is satisfied that she has won and dismounts her goblin dog. She begins searching around the campsite for anything of value. perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
"Those bandits dumb to come here. This our place!" Reta says triumphantly.

The three dead bandits each have a masterwork short sword, studded leather armor, shortbows, arrows, thieves tools, and are wearing gold hoop earrings. Searching their coin purses discovers only twelve gold coins between them, and the weapons and armor are sized for humans, making them difficult or impossible for goblins to use.

South of the campsite, Reta finds the heads of the three goblins who were sent to hunt truffles, removed from their bodies and mounted on poles. A further search finds their decapitated bodies in a pile a short distance into the trees, along with their dogslicers, shortbows, and armor. It seems they did find some truffles, though, as the stew bubbling on the fire has the unmistakable odor of truffle coming from it, and a bag you recognize as one of the tribe's Special Truffle-Carrying Bags For Finding Lots Of Truffles is sitting by the fire, with four truffles remaining in it.

Further searching of the wagons reveals lots of stupid human stuff, like books and clothing, but a few items of note: four arrows with jet-black tips, a tin box filled with jewelry, a well-preserved smoked ham, three jugs of sweet mead, a wooden box of cloves that will be excellent for seasoning food, what looks like a human foot made of brass, and a strand of beads with a few gaps where beads appear to be missing.

Assuming Poog or Goog has the presence of mind to cast Detect Magic, the strand of beads is faintly magical.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

"Ooh, these beads of prayer. Goog take. They be useful!"

Poog tries to lick the beads as Goog takes them, then glares at his brother.

Once they have finished searching the wagons and making piles of anything useful, Poog sets fire to the remaining things.

"What we do now? We fight off weak humans," Poog says as he thrusts one of the gold earrings into his overly large ears. "They come back, or we fight off for good?"

I can't make the appraise check.

"One human got away." Reta points out. "Do you think it was scared enough?"

"We hunt human. Look what they did to our truffles!" Mogmurch points his finger accusingly at the boiling pot.

With nothing else to do at the human camp, Poog agrees with Burna.

"We find human and ask what he doing here! Hunt it down!"

Human hunting!!!! Mic screams then looks around.

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Mic points towards the bushes. "There he is. First one to get him gets his shirt. he charges with the dog.

Ride: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32

The position is off the map, but you can get your goblin dog there within a double move and then attack. Go ahead and roll your attack with whatever weapon you'd like.

Mic Charges over there with his doggie and jumps off at the last moment and holds his knife at the humans throat.
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (10) + 12 = 22

Will you give up?

"Keep this one alive!" Poog says. "We need one of the pinkies alive to question!"

He circles around behind to keep it from escaping.