Boorgub Boomstick |
Boorgub looks at Lurgun "Why you no chew yous bonds? Yous likes beins in straps?
World I maybe be able to use a Profession (blacksmith) check to maybe disable this hinges of the door, because if it opens inward the hinges would also be on the inside.
If so, Boorgub grabs a chunk of stick the length of his hand and starts trying to take the pin out on the hinges.
Profession (blacksmith): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
If not, Boorgub looks at Largun "Boorgub help big gobbo, and big gobbo help Boorgub" and without waiting for a response Boorgub proceeds to start chewing on Largun's restraints.
Red Ramage |
Unfortunately, you find the hinge pins unyielding to the twigs. If only you had your tools - a brass punch and hammer would make short work of your confinement.
Lurgun the Ugly |
Lurgun will wait as patiently as he can for his bonds to be freed, then will try to pry up the board in the bottom of the cart.
Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Iron Killer |
After Boorgub frees Lurgun he looks to him and says "Yous lifts board". After Lurgun lifts it up slightly I take a branch stick it in the opening and look to Kavous "Yous helps mees push'
Strength: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
DM medlii |
House of the River Lord
Vonk attempts to say 'oh' as the old woman shakes him and tries to get him to breathe. Instead, he takes a gulp of water. He can't hear what the woman or Makena say since his ears are full of water. Hun-dread is a lot... right?
Go Makena! Sorry for the lack of posting, I wasn't feeling well yesterday
Red Ramage |
Despite your efforts, the plank doesn't budge.
perception, Kavous: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
perception, Boorgub: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
perception, Lurgun: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (10) - 1 = 9
Kavous and Boorgub hear footsteps approaching the cart.
Red Ramage |
The well-dressed goblin smiles toothily at you. "By all means, my good sir! This straw hat here is perfect for keeping the sun from baking your skin to a crisp on a hot summer's day. A steal at only two silver. If you're looking for something a little more stylish, may I interest you in this fine piece?" He holds up a wide-brimmed leather hat trimmed in gold thread, and decorated with a bright red feather thrust into a silk band. "Roc feathers are all the rage right now in Oppara. I hear the crown prince Stavian III wore a hat very similar to this to the theater recently. Yours for the bargain price of two gold coins."
Red Ramage |
House of the River Lord
Makena grabs the rat and sneaks up behind the woman successfully. Unfortunately, her clumsy swing goes wide. The woman is too busy trying to drown Vonk to notice, and remains completely unaware.
"This is harder than they said it would be" she whines softly to herself.
Makena Sootscale |
Makena looks disapprovingly at her implement of choice as the woman 'dodges' her swing without even seeming to notice the attempt. She glances down as a bubble of air breaks the surface of the pond, Vonk's struggles seeming weaker now than before.
"Hey lady! Leave Vonk alone!" she yells, taking in a deep breath, her tiny chest puffing out. A moment later reveals why as she suddenly lets out an enormous and horrendously foul belch that envelops the crone and causes her skin to tingle with the hint of acid.
Foul Belch. DC 12 Fort save or be sickened for 1d6 ⇒ 3 rounds.
Red Ramage |
House of the River Lord
fort save: 1d20 ⇒ 5
The old woman gags as the smell hits her.
"Oh Hanspur, that *retch* smells like a dead cow *retch* baking in a pile of bad eggs!"
She staggers to the side and empties the contents of her stomach over the altar. This does not improve the smell. Incapacitated, she lets go of Vonk and doubles over gagging.
Makena Sootscale |
"Hah! Stupid tall-shanks!" she yells at the woman, hopping up and down in excitement. "Suffer my mighty breath weapon!" she jeers, waving the rat around mockingly. She finally remembers Vonk then and quickly tucks the rat into her belt and grabs hold of him struggling with all her might to drag the water-logged goblin out of the pool and the whole darn 'temple'.
Should be able to drag him, even with her 6 strength :p
Farg farg |
Bazzar
Farg farg puts his hand down the front of his pants and searches for a moment before pulling forth two gold coins. "Take! Now hat mine!
The goblin snatches the Roc feathered hat from the other goblin and places it backwards on his head. He dances around, slapping his wolf Fang face as it tries to remove the offending article of head gear, and possibly the goblin's face. "We big pooh now Fang face!"
Lurgun the Ugly |
Lurgun, not swift enough in the head to change his actions, strains at the board some more.
Lurgun will keep trying until he succeeds. Here's my next 4 tests.
Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Vonk Dogburner |
House of the River Lord
"Huh? Vonk gurgles as Makena drags him from the temple. He wipes water out of his eyes and notices the old lady heaving in the corner as she drags him out the door. "Makena, you stronger than old longshank. Maybe Hamspur like Makena better than old longshank!"
Vonk shakes like a dog to dry himself off, probably splattering Makena in the process and remembers why they left the Brambles that morning. "Don't need stupid Hamspur to build house tunnel for gobs and Makena. Lets find more stuffs."
I swear I switched my avatar last time I posted...:p
Makena Sootscale |
Heh, it happens :p
"Stupid tall-shanks. Makena not think she done any drownings before. Should come back later and burn temple down." she observes angrily, gratefully dropping Vonk as he starts to move under his own power again, huffing and puffing from the effort. Maybe she should call Growly back now that it was just the two of them... it'd probably be fine.
Onward! To the next thingy!
Red Ramage |
A goblin pipes up. "When I wanna sneaks for gold I ask at Green Tree. It in town square. Usually someone hire gob there. Can also wait in bazaar, some times longshanks come here to hire gob for sneaks"
Red Ramage |
As an oblivious Lurgun strains at the board, the young longshanks who was driving the cart pushes aside a bough and sees what's going on.
"HEY! You stop that right now you big ugly gob! I don't know how you gobs got out of those bindings but you get over here! I'm gonna tie you up good this time!"
You notice that he has a crossbow held in one hand and has it aimed at Lurgun.
longshanks perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
The Youth keeps a wary eye on you goblins but doesn't seem to notice the pointy stick that Kavous has concealed.
Red Ramage |
House of the River Lord
As you flee the temple, leaving the violently ill 'priestess' behind, Makena notices that the rat statue she grabbed is of very fine worksmanship and might be worth investigating at a later point.
new stuff it is! I'm assuming you continue clockwise around the city
Callanro House
Crossing the footbridge across the creek, you note a road that winds westward out of town. Makena sees a hand-painted sign that reads "Mosswater - 10 miles" and has a graffiti'd skull and crossbones on it.
Just past the road is a quaint log cabin on a neatly manicured patch of grass with decorative flower arrangements. A sign on the door reads "vacancy"
Firla Parr's Farm
Continuing up the road, you pass nondescript houses for awhile. Your attention is attracted to a farmstead on the western edge of town by the sound of bellowing cattle.
Glancing in that direction, you see a large enclosed pasture with several enormous, panicked bovines. They are galloping madly to stay ahead of a pair of enormous ants nearly as large as they are. The pasture is large, but the ants are steadily corralling the cows in a corner.
From the porch of the farmhouse at the edge of the pasture, a longshanks woman watches helplessly, hoe in one hand and squalling larva clutching her leg.
Red Ramage |
The handsomely clad goblin accepts your gold pieces, discreetly biting each to verify their authenticity. He visibly tries to not laugh at the spectacle you're making of yourself.
"Sirrah, you look quite the dashing *giggle* hero indeed! Go forth and bring justice to the unjust! Light to the Darkness!"
Lurgun the Ugly |
Lurgun is dim, but not dim enough to ignore the crossbow pointed at him. He scowls, and moves to the edge of the cage. He will put his hands through the bars as if inviting the longshanks to tie him back up. As soon as he is close enough, Lurgun will grab the man and try to pin him against the bars of the cage, trusting the little gobs to get to stabbing.
Lurgun the Ugly |
Oh! I bet I need to make a grapple check, huh? Durrr, I are as dumb as my character.
Grapple Attempt: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Makena Sootscale |
Think I still would have preferred to smash the rat over her head (would have been funnier), but... yay, stolen goods!
Callanro House
Makena looks critically at the sign's graffiti. It wasn't a terribly good skull... It wasn't even the right shape, and what sort of bone was that. She didn't think she had a bone like that...
Losing interest in the grafitti she is drawn by the sign on the door. She was still new to this whole stacking rocks and wood up to make a 'house' thing, but she hadn't seen any other places with signs like that except businesses. Wondering what this one might sell she peers at the sign for a few moments, not well practiced at longshanks letters. "Vay... can... chee. Vacanchee. Makena think that tall-shanks word for empty. Maybe don't need build own house, just use this one!" she suggests enthusiastically, already reaching up to rattle the doorknob and see if it is locked or not, letting herself in if she is able to.
Firla Parr's Farm
Makena licks her lips when she catches sight of the cows. "Mmm, lots of meat on those." she observes, turning her attention to the ant-like creatures. "Why those ones look so different? This mating time?" she suggests in answer to her own question as she leans against the fence to watch the show.
Boorgub Boomstick |
Is he speaking in common or goblin, because I don't know about the others but I can't understand common.
If the young longshanks is speaking common:Boorgub give him a very confused look but glance every few seconds at the crossbow to make sure it doesn't start aiming at him.
If the young longshanks is speaking goblin:Boorgub looks at his questioningly and says "How you know gob speak, you no gobbo so how you know gob speak?" but makes no attempt to get closer to the bars so he could get rebounded.
Vonk Dogburner |
Callanro House
Vonk stops to examine the flowers in the yard before joining Makena at the door. "Good idea, dig and build house lot of work!" Vonk will help Makena push open the door if it is locked.
Firla Parr's Farm
Vonk agrees, assuming that Makena is talking about the ants. "Wow! Those huge! Look delicious! Chief say have to bring back foods..."
Putting on his best smile (which just makes it look like he's baring his teeth), Vonk waddles towards to the woman on the porch and gestures out at the pasture. "Ello. You going to eat those?"
Makena Sootscale |
Firla Parr's Farm
Bug were a regular part of Makena's diet it was trrue, but they were normally small and roasted over a fire. The stupid blue-men had had bigger bugs and they cooked alright too, but she wasn't sure about a bug quite that big... She'd meant the... females of the species? They seemed to be a bit bigger than the males which she didn't think was right, but she thought it was more usual to have one or two males to several females than the other way around...
Lost in thought she doesn't realize Vonk has moved on to the tall-shanks woman until he speaks. She hurries over to hear his response and provide back-up if needed. Stupid tall-shanks would probably chase them off if they tried to eat the thingies, whatever they are.
Boorgub Boomstick |
After a moment Boorgub realizes what his newfound friends are doing and taking the stick he has slung on his shoulder he prepares to attack.
Boorgub readies a attack with his stick, if Lurgun successfully grapples the longshanks Boorgub runs in and swings his stick like a baseball bat.
stick-bat attack: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (20) - 2 = 18
Improvised Weapon+Strength Modifier+Base Attack Bonus
If he doesn't succeed Boorgub pertends his wasn't doing anything, but is ready with the attack when the chance presents itself again.
Boorgub Boomstick |
Now why couldn't I roll like that during the strength checks? For a critical conformation I just roll the attack again right?
Crit conformation: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (5) - 2 = 3
For a stick off the ground would you roll damage as if it were a quarter staff or do sticks have their own stats?
Damage for a quarter staff: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Red Ramage |
posting from my phone tonight, please excuse my slowness
Callanro House
You find that the door is locked. A slip of paper on the handle directs applicants to "inquire w. S. Tullman, Greenforest Inn". Looking through the window, the house seems cozy and well-furnished, although the furniture is sized for longshanks.
Firla Parr's Farm
The longshanks woman doesn't turn at your approach. She's gazing sadly at the spectacle in the pasture.
"No, you damned idiot. The ants are gonna eat them. They'll catch one presently, then it'll be skeletonized in minutes and I'll be that much closer to throwing in the towel and leaving this cursed place forever."
She sighs and turns to you, recoiling with surprise to see a pair of goblins.
"Gods damn it, just what I needed to make my friggin' day better, some stinking goblins. Here, you can eat whatever scraps the ants leave behind, OK? It won't be much, so don't bother bringing more of you little freaks. Now leave me be. "
Makena Sootscale |
Callanro House
"In-kwe-i-roos Tull-man, green forest inn" she mumbles, scratching her head. They had to go to an inn in the forest? She didn't know of any places like that, but she hadn't known about this town either. "Maybe ask Two-Fang later what it means?" she suggests.
Firla Parr's Farm
Makena listens to the woman's explanation and then peers at the big ants. "That funny way to make little animals." she observes. She turns back to the woman, glaring at her. "Makena not stink! She rub scales with sand all time to keep shiny!" she says indignantly. The offer of cannibalizing the remains of the beast sounds good though. Unless Vonk or the woman has anything to say she distances herself from them and settles down to watch the show.
Red Ramage |
Unless otherwise noted, humans are speaking common and goblins are speaking goblin.
"Now, no funny moves or I fill you up with arrows, bounty or no bounty.". Says the lad. "now get over here so I can tie you up!"
As the youth puts hands through the bars, Lurgun makes his move. Unfortunately, the kid is too quick and wiggles free from his grasp. The young lonkshanks isn't fast enough to dodge the stick assault, however.
stick damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
stick damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1
"AAAAAH!" he screams, as both goblins start pummeling him with their branches.
initiative rolls
longshanks: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
lurgun: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
kavous: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
boorgub: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
order: Boorgub, Longshanks, Lurgun, Kavous
Boorgub Boomstick |
"Yous filthy longshanks, me want mees boom stick back. Yous don't know how manys longshank anklses me has to bite tos making its." and with that he takes another swing at the longshanks head.
Stick-bat attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Danage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Lurgun the Ugly |
Lurgun grabs at the longshanks again.
Grapple Check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18