PbP Gameday #3: GM..Silbeg's We Be Goblins (PbP Superstars) (Inactive)

Game Master Silbeg

Rita claps and laughs and giggles as she watches her erstwhile friends try to choke down the disgusting slugs, cheering loudly and lustily as Chuffy works his fifth one down his throat a bare second before Mogmurch. She partakes of the disgusting goblin feast, drinking heavily of what passes for goblin brew as she awaits the new challenges.

She sighs in anticipation as Poog prepares to enter the Earbiter, yelling out instructions when he does. "Poog, watch out for metal slicer. No, not that one! Quit turning head that way, stupid!" She turns to the goblin next to her, whispering conspiratorially, "Poog momma drop him many times as child, that why he so stupid."

Chuffy cheers Poog along, only occasionally turning to dry retch in the dirt, "Go Poog! Poog am second best next to Chuffy!" The pimple faced goblin ignores the looks from a he others and he waves his new weapon around to provide motivation.

"Poog big a&@%+~!. Hope his tiny dick get cut off."

Mogmurch sulks and turns his back on the festivities.

Should I just roll them all at once? I will here, feel free to make me re-roll the third one in case something needs to happen in between the second and third rounds.

Poog's heart rate jumps a little as he drinks in the excitement from the crowd, cheering him on. A bit of barbed wire catches on one of the links in his chain shirt. He wonders for a moment if that help saved him from a cut, or is just making this whole thing harder.

Oh well, Zarongel give me luck to go through. First step in showing Poog strong enough to lead his own tribe. Must get strong like big Chief. Show how tough I am.

Grunting and groaning, he arches his back and twists his arm uncomfortably behind him to push through a little further.

Escape Artist: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 - 2 = 14

Seeing the end in sight, he somewhat carefully continues to contort himself, alternating crawling in the dirt and standing on his tip toes as he steps over delicately placed razor wire.

Escape Artist: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 - 2 = 17

As he struggles to move forward in the wire monstrosity, Poog gets tied up. (earbiter damage: 1d4 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1 hp). The Earbiter earns its name once more, as Poog's left ear is caught on a particularly nasty barb, tearing as he frees himself. (no progress) If anything, the crowd grows wilder as blood has been drawn.

The cleric of Zarongel tries again, this time he is able to squeeze himself through the tangle, and is two thirds of the way through.

Meanwhile, Slorb has noticed that Mogmurch is back. "Licktoads! Morgmurch has returned! No goblin found Mogmurch in swamp, so Morgmurch get powerful reward from Great Chief Gutwad!! He get to use Ring That Let You Climb Real Good to use on great adventure!!"

This is a ring of climbing

Putting the ring on, Morgmurch begins to climb onto other goblins' backs, moving from one to another. Once he reachers Chuffy's back, he pauses to relish in his victory.

"Look me climb high, climb high enough to touch white things that float. You all look puny way down there." he exclaims from Chuffy's back.

Chuffy draws his new dog slicer. An evil grin appears on his face causing a long-seeping boil to gush putrid liquid onto his shoulder. Quick as a flash, he pokes Mogmurch in the foot, hoping to make him fall.

"Chuffy am happy with Chuffy prize," says the gobbo, "Maybe Chuffy lend to Mogmurch so Mogmurch can climb and fight Lotslegs!"

Falling backwards off Chuffy's back, Mogmurch lands on his butt and quickly bounces to his feet. "Maybe Mogmurch make Chubby go Boom."

"Chubby very gen-a-rooos. We kill lots o' lotslegs."

"Yah Ya Ya! Poog the strongest! Poog the best!" He helps incite the crowd even more as he snakes through the contraption, blood dripping from his ear.

"Just a flesh wound, Poog show you'se how tough he is!"

Escape Artist: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 - 2 = 5

Guessing that is bad... Rolling again assuming I made no progress

Escape Artist: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 - 2 = 16

"Poog make it through with all his ears!"

Rita howls with all the rest, shouting obscenities and encouragements at Poog, sometimes in the same sentence. As Chuffy and Mogmurch try out their new toys, Rita feels the desire to down her drink and breathe fire come back over her. How f~%@ing awesome would that be. If she breathed fire on Chuffy and Mogmurch, she might get the dogslicer and pretty ring. Showing what a forward thinker she is, she then contemplates that then she'd have to do everything on her own, include avoid Lotslegs. Things would be better if Chuffy and Mogmurch were around to fill Lotslegs' belly so Rita could be safe.

Poog does indeed fail his attempt #4, and takes 1d4 - 2 ⇒ (1) - 2 = -1 no damage. This time, he is able to keep from getting snagged up, but can make no further progress.

With another effort, he crawls and wriggles his way out... with his ears mostly intact!

Slorb comes out, a ratty, patched robe in his arms. "Poog of Zarongel very lucky goblin! He make it with most of his ears! He get very special prize! He get Chief’s Personal Very Useful Robe That Is Useful"

This is a robe of useful items, with four patches. It has a ladder, a three-legged turtle, a horseshoe, and a bullhorn still on it.

The dares are complete, and the goblins continue their revalry. Those that are sickened, however, are still so in the morning, when they are woken by Slorb, and brought before Chief Gutwad.

"You goblin heroes! You get fireworks and bring them to me. You no come back without fireworks, or me feed you to Squealy Nord."

He gives you the remaining fireworks to use on your mission. You get:
2 Desnan Candles
4 Paper candles
1 skyrocket

The map indicates that the walk will not be far, but the marsh is pretty rough around here, so will take at least an hour or two to get there.

Note, you do have a little time to prepare for the trip. You all heal 1hp overnight, so other than Chuffy, Morgmurch, and Poog being sickened, you are fully healed.

Chuffy interrupts Poog's morning prayers...

"Poogy, Poogy! Chuffy not feel so good," complains the pock-marked goblin in a whiny voice, "Please mighty Poog pray to holy Zarongel and ask make Chuffy better. Big 'um spell Chuffy need for big tummy upset." As though to punctuate his point, Chuffy spews up some of his breakfast on Poog's doorstep. A half-chewed eyeball rolls unevenly back and forth in the vomit before finally coming to rest against a piece of corn. When Chuffy eat corn?

Remove sickness should do it, but three of those will likely take up all of your spell quota!

Before Poog can respond, Chuffy starts chuckling.

"Heh. Heh heh. Heh heh haw! Haw! Haw haw haw!!!!" Chuffy wipes a milky yellow tear from his eye, "Oh, Chuffy just saw pig muck on Poog hat and remember Poog riding pig. Haw haw! You do god proud, Poogy! Haw! Poog must like taste of pig sh*t. Expert rider that Poog is, would never fall on mistake. Must have done a purpose! Haw!"

Reta steps into the doorway in all her bid-headed, muscly glory, also interrupting Poog's prayers.

"If Poo could cure what sickness give 'em limp, noodle arms, he wouldn't be named No-Muscles-Poo," gigantic headed Reta says snidely. "But he is..."

Poog sneers at the pimply faced goblin. He gets up, grabs a bowl of water, and speaks.

"grbllgregaaddddlgggl" Then unceremoniously dumps the water over chuffy's head.

"Take two of these" he says handing a couple of shiny pebbles to the goblin, "and call me in the morning"

Turning to the second goblin to interrupt his prayers, he sneers at her as well. "Poog strong enough. Tough enough to keep his ears through ear-biter and get fancy robe from Chief. Poog not need to be strong when Zarongel help him burn everything. Maybe you should wait while tough Poog make his doorway wider so Reta's balloon can make it through."

Poog snickers to himself as he goes back to his meditation.

Remove sickness actually only surpresses the effects of sickened for a short time... so wouldn't be worth it anyways...

Walking unsteadily towards the other assembled goblins, Mogmurch moves his eye-patch from one eye to the other. "Now Mogmurch feel better." Sticking out his stomach, one can almost see the slugs still squirming around as his pooch roils like two puppies under a blanket.

"We go now, before great chief decide he wants ring back. I no give it back. Chubby, you look ... well you still ugly."

As the group marches and squabbles through the Brinestump Marsh, and the woods around it while they make their way around a rather deeper section of water, they are ambushed by a large (really medium sized) spider dropping down on them!

Lotslegs Stealth: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30
Reta Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Rita Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Chuffy Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Poog Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Morgmurch Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

None of the goblins notice the spider overhead, and all are surprised!
1d5 ⇒ 1

web attack vs flatfooted Reta: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 5 - 2 = 22
Reta is entangled by the web.

Mogmurch and Reta are up!

Rita reacts to their approaching doom, "It's Lotlegs! We're f@!*ed! Run away! Let eat Reta!"

Poog turns to Rita as the spider entangles the other Reta.

"You'se better stay and fight or Poog burn you and bring you to Chief and tell him you run like hooman baby!" and casts a threatening glare the fighter's way.

Throw the boom Mug! Throw the boom! Poog's surly demeanor changes quickly thinking of the impending explosion.

"Let Lot-A-Legs eat Rita! Then Reta run away!" Reta screams in shear panic. "PLEASE!!! Let Lots-A-Leg-Eat-Goblin-Babies-Many eat Rita! Rrr-Eye-Tah, not Rrr-Eee-Tah, you Dummy-No-Brains! Reta is too big-headed to die!"

Reta turns, her enormous headed orbiting in place, then pushes through the webbing with all her strength to get out from beneath the spider. While moving, Reta draws her dog slicer.

Reta moves to the location 2 squares west and 1 square north of her current position. And readies an action to attack lots-a-legs-ear-goblin-babies-many if the spider approaches.*token not moved*

Unless Reta is affixed to the tree and cannot move, in which case she draws her dog slicers and waits to be eaten. Readying an action to attack the spider if it comes down.

Entangled: The character is ensnared. Being entangled impedes movement, but does not entirely prevent it unless the bonds are anchored to an immobile object or tethered by an opposing force. An entangled creature moves at half speed, cannot run or charge, and takes a –2 penalty on all attack rolls and a –4 penalty to Dexterity. An entangled character who attempts to cast a spell must make a concentration check (DC 15 + spell level) or lose the spell.

From the description, I take it that she is attempting to break out of the web... this is either an Escape Artist or Strength check. She could also just ready an attack, waiting for the spider to "reel her in". Reta was hit with a ball of webbing, which still has a line of silk up to the spider, who is apparently getting ready to pull her up... for lunch!

Just a quick question, because it will come up soon: can Chuffy move into the treeline to hide in cover as a move action (rolling stealth as a free action once he has cover) and then throw his dagger at Lotslegs from cover beneath Lotslegs' tree (probably through cover or concealment) for a sneak attack? Just wondering about the feasibility of my next action...

If Chuffy can get himself out of line of site, then he could start doing that. Though, remember that Lotslegs is looking down on you all, so it will probably be hard to get to a place where you can see her, but she cannot see you.

Thanks! The main aim would be to get total concealment behind a tree trunk or something to begin stealth while moving, and then maintain regular concealment under the leafy canopy (opposed perception vs stealth then), giving Chuffy the 20% miss chance. I think you can begin stealth under regular concealment anyway, or is that cover, or both?

"Oh S+$~, a lotsleg. Mogmurch gonna make it go BOOOM all over."

Ok so I have a range of 20, so can I move without being entangled?

Bomb: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Bomb damage (fire) DC 12: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

miss: 1d8 ⇒ 8

the web is attached to Reta - no other webs around.

Mogmurch throws one of his bombs, and misses. deals 3hp fire damage, right?

Rita snarls at Poog, preparing to completely ignore him and run from Lotsleg. Then her limited mind goes back to the challenges, and the chieftain's gift to her. She HAD wanted to breathe fire...and Lotslegs made a great target. She pulls out the potion, then drinks it.

I think that's all I can do this round.

Reta has her dogslicer out, anticipating being pulled up.

The spider, truly a crafty one, throws more webs, this time at Poog.
web at Poog: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Poog (who was flatfooted still), is entangled as well.

Rita drinks her gourd, and then it is Poog and Chuffy's turn.

"Chuffy outta here!" cries the pimply goblin before skulking off into the forest. Once he finds a nice, big, solid tree to hide behind he puts it between himself and Lotslegs Eat Goblin Babies Many! and stays their briefly before circling back the way he came and heading boldly towards Lotslegs.

Chuffy stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (6) + 16 = 22 -- She should have a -2 penalty to perception at this height, I'm hoping.

Next action is assuming I can move to full cover, start stealth as a free action mid-move, keep moving as part of the first move action (I still had and 15 ft movement once I entered the forest line) to get another 5 ft while moving at half speed. Also assumes the canopy and tree trunks can offer regular cover while Lotslegs is 20ft in the air. Otherwise, this will be my next action.

Chuffy creeps slowly forwards with his new shiny dogslicer's blade held between his thumb and forefinger, poised to throw. Looking up at Lotslegs through the shadowy branches of the trees, he lines up his shot and hurls the blade at her exposed underside.

Dogslicer+1, >20ft range: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 6 - 4 = 11 --> If Lotslegs doesn't see Chuffy, this is vs its flat-footed AC.
Miss chance (20%, low is bad): 1d100 ⇒ 27
Damage if successful, sneak attack: 1d4 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + (6) = 10 --> If Lotslegs does see Chuffy, remove the sneak attack damage.

And other than the miss chance, Chuffy screws the pooch. No sense rolling good for damage if you roll a 9 to attack from 2 range increments away!

"Ha! Poog train for this with worse than spider webs!" he snipes, thinking of the ear biter with which he acquired his fancy robe. He wriggles and squirms, trying to work his way out of the webs.

Escape Artist: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 - 2 = 6

Ugh..

"Rita the coward! Get the boom sticks! Shoot fireworks at Lotslegs!" he says, the webbing swaying around as he swings his legs and arms ineffectually.

deals 3hp fire damage, right?

Splash damage from an alchemist bomb is always equal to the bomb's minimum damage (so if the bomb would deal 2d6+4 points of fire damage on a direct hit, its splash damage would be 6 points of fire damage). Those caught in the splash damage can attempt a Reflex save for half damage. The DC of this save is equal to 10 + 1/2 the alchemist's level + the alchemist's Intelligence modifier.

So you are correct splash damage is 3 hp, Reflex save vs DC 12 for 1/2 damage or 1

Chuffy, Dogslicers are not a throwable weapon. Basically, they are just a fragile shortsword

Lotslegs reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 (half damage)

Mogmurch and Reta are up. Make sure you look to see what gear you have, especially Rita and Reta!

Is a spider considered an animal I could soak with using my domain ability? Should have used that on squealy nord....

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Crud!

Chuffy realises the dog slicer won't do the trick at he last minute. He instead draws a dart and prepares to hurl it (keeps the dog slicer in his off hand, draws the dart as his standard action... did Lotslegs spot me? Also was i correct in the range increment, ie. more than 20ft away)

Reta quickly devises a superb plan of action thanks to the gigantic brain contained within her enormous, oversized skull.

"If Lots-A-Legs-Eat-Goblin-Babies-Many no come to Reta's weapon," the big headed, muscly goblin screams, dropping her dogslicer. "Then Reta's weapons come to Lots-A-Legs-Eat-Goblin-Babies-Many!"

The goblin draws her bow, and knocks and arrow, taking aim a moment later. Her slick, slimy tongue hangs, waggling from her grinning mouth as she releases the arrow.

"Lots-A-Legs-Eat-Goblin-ARROWS-MANY!"

shortbow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Hummmm. What Mogmurch do. Let lotsleg eat Reta? Was she pretty one? Would be fun to see it eat her. But then lots legs wanna eat Mogmurch? Mogmurch is a great victory for a lotsleg. But would be cooler to see all latsleg fly everywhere when it blows up.

"Mogmurch make this lotsleg go BOOOM."

Bomb: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Bomb damage (fire) DC 12: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Miss: 1d8 ⇒ 2

reflex save DC 12 for 1 pt damage, or 3 points damage.

Use all my good rolls for eating slugs

Reta nails Lotslegs with an arrow, while Mogmurch again throws a bomb.
reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5]

Reta, remember, you are at 1/2 movement, and -2 to hit, and -4 Dex (so a total of -4 to hit on ranged attacks)

Lotslegs swings down to attack the entangled Reta
lotslegs bite: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Reta Fort Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20 (easily saves)

Party is up!

Chuffy, you won't know if you are spotted until you try to hit ;) However she did not attack you!

Rita keeps a healthy distance (25 ft) between her and Lotsleg, not knowing what to expect. She inhales deeply, and breathes out heavily. A gout of flames erupts, streaking towards Lotsleg!

Fire Damage: 4d6 ⇒ (5, 3, 3, 1) = 12Reflex DC13 for half

Rita giggles at the fiery display, clapping her hands in front of her.

Chuffy creeps almost directly below Lotslegs and quietly gulps down a mix of saliva and ulcerous excretions. His grin almost erupts into a tiny little shout of glee as he sees the flames above. Silently, he wishes it was he, Chuffy Līckwøund, who was throwing the fire. He looks mournfully at the ammunition he has to work with, and then hurls the dart towards Lotslegs, hoping to hit her unawares and somewhere vital.

Going to assume its 20ft or less, forgot that Chuffy, despite being short, does at least have some height, so even Pythagoras would have to concede he's within 20ft if Lotslegs is 20ft off the ground.

Hurled dart, (range increment 20ft), hopefully vs flat-footed : 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
1d3 - 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) - 1 + (1) = 2

Chuffy then quickly puts the tree trunk between himself and Lotslegs and hopes to remain hidden.

Chuffy stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (16) + 16 = 32

Lotslegs reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Lotslegs is able to dodge the worst of Rita's fiery breath, but is still heavily burned, nonetheless. Some of the webs also catch fire, dropping the spider to the ground. (drop is 5'so no damage)

Chuffy then throws his dart at the spider. Even though Lotslegs seemed oblivious to Chuffy's presence, he still missed. Lotslegs was actully 5' up... couldn't be 10' and still attack

Poog, Mogmurch, and Reta to go.

Lotslegs was actully 5' up... couldn't be 10' and still attack

Oh, I read the last action as swinging by, but of course she closed to melee. Any chance I could ret-con so that Chuffy moves towards her (instead of hiding) so he can flank and poke her with his new dogslicer next round?

With his rotten luck throwing bombs, Mogmurch decides to use the wooden stick he has been carrying around.

"Lotslegs, you don't wanna go Booom, gonna band on yur head lotsatime!"

Running towards the spider, the goblin winds up and swings as hard as he can.

Club: 1d20 ⇒ 2
Club damage: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Also being terrified of the lotsalegs, Mogmurch swung his club with his eyes closed.

GM..Silbeg wrote:

Lotslegs was actully 5' up... couldn't be 10' and still attack

Oh, I read the last action as swinging by, but of course she closed to melee. Any chance I could ret-con so that Chuffy moves towards her (instead of hiding) so he can flank and poke her with his new dogslicer next round?

That's fine. Not expecting her to get another action, anyway. :D Of course, if this were the "Midnight Madness" game we are planning for Con of the North, that would require a drink!

Poog gives up trying to get out of the spider web, for now, and instead extends a web covered hand towards the offending spider.

"Zarongel says burrrrrrrrnnnn!!!!!!" a bolt of fire shoots from his fingertips arcing towards the creepy crawly.

Firebolt, ranged touch: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23 for Fire Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Firebolt, ranged touch, crit confirm: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 for Extra Fire Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Reta drops her bow, now that Lots-A-Legs-Eat-Goblin-Babies-Many is beside her, and scrambles, reaching through the webbing to find her dogslicer.

If Reta is able to get ahold of her dogslicer, and pull it from the webbing, she will attack.

attack(dogslicer, -2 for entangled condition): 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 3 - 2 = 14
damage(dogslicer): 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Poog manages to disable the spider, and then Reta draws her own dogslicer, and finishes her.

Perception: Reta: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
Perception: Rita: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14
Perception: Chuffy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Perception: Poog: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Perception: Mogmurch: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

"Ooh, look!" says Chuffy pointing up in the canopy, "Big web! Cool trail in trees! Chuffy investigate. Chuffy bet Chuffy pet crow, Mr. Funnymoves, he first to top." Chuffy pulls out and pats a poorly stuffed and very dead raven.

Chuffy then proceeds to climb the tree to investigate further. His weak arms barely able to pull him up to the next knot or branch, the nimble goblin is at least practiced in the art of scaling a tree trunk.

Chuffy climb check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Chuffy easily climbs up the trees (even though his sickened condition would have caused a -2 penalty ;).

Gah! Totally forgot about the sickened thing. Thanks for the reminder.

As Chuffy reaches the top of the trees, he peers around to see what he can figure out about this trail.

Survival: 1d20 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 1 - 2 = 10