Kiera's hand flutters to her mouth in horror. "Gods, get him out of there!" she says.
I drop my axe and rush forwards and attempt to pull the man out of the hole, so that he may receive any treatment we may have.
Andrezi rushes up next to Daelric, ready to try and heal the wounded man.
Volkar watched as the healer went rushing into the room following Daelric. Kiera had moved up to where he had to peak between her and the door. He could see the legs moving in an odd rhythm.
At Kieras words, there is a shuffling and a slight squeak that emenates from the closet. Daelric grabs the mans boots and pulls him free from the closet, and a goblin springs out and launches itself across the body at Daelric, slashing with his knife. He misses, and squares off against the party, hissing and spitting. His eyes roll madly, and blood drips off of his chin.
Kiera Videns
Volkar Glanral
Daelric Morieth
Goblin
The goblin sets itself, babbling incoherently as it tries again, this time for Andrezi. He manages to leave the cleric a nasty wound across his arm.
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[b]"Watch out," Volkar yelled as the Goblin slashed and hissed at the two men in the room. The goblin's slab of rusted steal cut across Andrezi's arm as the green skin surprised everyone. He thought of pushing into the room, but decided against it. He could stab at the creature if it came towards Kierra and himself.
"Ouch! Nasty little bugger..." Andrezi says, before selectively channeling energy to heal himself and hopefully the downed man.
Andrezi: The man is face down, and you cant see any wounds.. just a bunch of blood.
Volkar holds steady, and Andrezi channels healing power over the party.
Daelric
Kiera
As I am pulling on the man's feet all resistance gives and I start to tumble backwards with the man ending up on top of me. I push the man off of me gently so that he is on the floor, closer to Andrezi. I then grab my weapon from the doorway whilst still on the floor, before standing up to witness the vermin attack on of my new friends. As I am rising I bring my Axe up in hope to connect with it's chin and cleft its head in twaine.
I rush the attack though in my haste and anger.
Daelrics swing misses the nimble little goblin, who dives in underneath to strike at the dwarf a second time, but with the same luck. Its eyes roll around in obvious psychosis as it drools and babbles on.
Kiera starts chanting a singsong spell that consists of several short syllables repeated over and over. Instead of building in power, it seems to build in sibilance.
The insane little bugger moves in for the attack again, continuing his assault against Andrezzi.
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Seeing the vermin attack Andrezi yet again, I try to slice the critter in half. "You alright Andrezi?"
Kiera completes her sleep spell and guides the drifting motes of enchantment at the goblin.
She then draws her dagger and moves back behind Volkar to give him some room.
Volkar dipped past Kiera and rushed into the room standing over the fallen husband. He lunged at the babbling green skin with his newly acquired spear.
Amazingly, the feral monster shrugs off Kiera's spell and still dodges both attacks against it.
Andrezi winces as the insane goblin claws him again. Rather than try to heal again, Andrezi tries to club the goblin with his staff.
The goblin dances out of reach of Andrezi, before darting back in to strike at the man again.
Unfortunately for Andrezi, the goblin manages to nick an artery and does significant damage.
"Party is Up"
"Bloody Hell, that really hurt!" Andrezi exclaims,as he withdraws from the battle.
Seeing this one Goblin manage to evade both of the attacks from myself and Volkar, as well as whatever enchantment Kiera cast I utter a quiet curse. Then as Andrezi gets gutted, I glare at the Goblin and bring my Axe down hoping to slice it in half across the waist. I also look concerned about Andrezi and once my attack has finished I look to the door briefly to make sure that he got outside the room safely.
Andrezi pulls back from combat, and Daelric gives his ax a mighty swing.. which the goblin just barely manages to evade.
Volkar and Kiera
"I hate green skins," Volkar muttered under his breath as he lashed out at the gibbering big eared creature it's face a mix of yellowed teeth, green skin and red maul.
"Dodge this!" Kiera shouts, followed by an arcane syllable that transforms into magical force.
Volkar manages to nick the goblin with his ax, and Kiera blasts it with her wand! The goblin jerks in pain, before turning on Volkar with his knife.
"Party is up"
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"Ahhhw,I have had enough of you" Volkar shouted out in pain as the green skin slashed him across the forearms holding the boar spear. He pulled the spear back hard and jammed it forward at the goblin's torso as the throbbing of the new wounds pounded in his head.
Injured himself, and seeing Volkar injured, Andrezi channels the healing energies of his goddess again.
From a spot near the door, Kiera lobs a conjured ball of acid.
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I sigh and growl slightly at my current misfortune with dispatching this Goblin and try to swing my axe again.
I sigh yet again and shake my head as I seem to have come across the best Goblin fighter in the universe, with the best luck of all.
Volkar felt a tingle and watched as the wounds on his arms mended themselves. He kept his eyes on the goblin and focused his thoughts on his next attack.
Once again, no one manages to hit the goblin, and it cackles madly and licks the blood off of its blade before lunging for Daelric this time.
Daelric easily avoids the creatures pitiful stab.
"Party up"
Kiera launches another blast of conjured acid.
Volkar's eyes darted with the erratic movements of the goblin as it tried stabbing at the healer. He lunged forward with his spear hoping to end this affair.
I bring my axe down and manage to push away the Goblin's blade with the head, before swiping it towards the critters head.
Andrezi stands, watching on in equal parts admiration and horror as his companions vent their previous frustrations on the goblin.
"Okay guys...I think it's dead."
And with an epic finale, the party manages to rally the fight and turn what once was a living creature into nothing more than a horrible, greasy stain dripping from the walls and ceiling!
"Are... are there any more goblins in that hole?" asks Kiera nervously. "Is it too late for the poor man? I know that healing magic can only do so much."
Volkar turned towards Daelric as he pulled the boar spear out of the remains of the greenskin that war ax and spear brought to an end. Looking at the blood stained blade, he spoke to Daelric in dwarvish, "I believe I will name this Goblin Skewer."
He turned to Andrezi and Kiera and shrugged. "Good lady, I have no idea." Volkar walked to the hole, stepping over human and goblin remains and tried peering into it while keeping Goblinskewer at the ready.
Andrezi moves over to the fallen man, hopeful that he can still do something to help, but in light of his own injuries realizing there is likely little he can do.
"I will see what I can do..." Andrezi says grimly.
Volkar peers into the bottom of the closet and discovers a small hole dug out of the bottom. From the smell and the detritus, it is obvious the goblin spent several days confined to the small space, and was probably mad from starvation and water deprivation. Putting the story from the mother together with the evidence before you, it seems the goblin may have snuck in during the assault on the town, but then was unable to escape, being penned in the room by a combination of the dog by night and the family moving about the house by day.
Andrezi rolls the body over to discover a horrific sight. The body has a broken goblin knife sticking out of its chest, and its throat and face have been chewed off. There is no life left in the poor body.
As I wrench out my axe, I wipe the blood off onto the body of the Goblins clothes, then look to Volkar at the mention of his new name and grin.
I head over to the hole and also look into it, weapon and shield both at the ready.
I turn my nose at the smell of the pit before looking to Kiera, "No more in there ..." I stop suddenly when I see the condition of the man, "menknurlan!" I step out of the room and look to the others, "Who shall tell his wife what happened?"
Kiera looks a bit uncertain and says, "I'm... not sure what to say. I'm not so good at that kind of... terrible news. All I know is that this goblin was here for a while and there was no way we could've saved this man." She frowns unhappily.
"There really is no good way to deliver such news, but to be delivered with a much compasion as possible. I will speak with her upon our return to the sheriff's office."
Covering the man's body with a blanket, Andrezi asks Kiera in particular, "Is there an undertaker in this town?"
"Y-yes, Naffer Vosk is the caretaker for the graveyard. He has a twisted back and a bad leg from when his ship wrecked on the coast many years ago. He was taken in and given the job of overseeing the cemetery, which he has taken to with... I would say grace but that seems inappropriate when referring to someone with crippling injuries."
"Well a proper burial would be a start," Volkar stated as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small pouch and shook it. "But, the family is going to need some coin to hold hunger at bay. I would be willing to toss a few gold pieces into the pot for the wife and her bairn. Almost wonder if our noble dandy might be able to rally a means of helping the wife and her lot."
The party grimly returns to the lane, where quite a crowd has now grown. As you exit the cottage, you see two of the watch huffing and puffing up the street towards you. Pushing through the crowd, they eventually meet up with you at the gate and ask what happened. After a hushed conversation to bring the watch up to speed, one hurries off to wake the Sheriff, and the other guides you back to his office. Shortly after your arrival, the Sheriff comes through the door, grumpy and disheveled. "Well! You lot surely don't seem to waste any time, do you?!" he says. "I have sent over to the Inn for Mrs. Barett, but while we are waiting, please fill me in on what in the name of the gods happened. My man had some story of a raging goblin eating peoples faces off!"
I silently follow the watch member, trying to hide my shame of not saving the gentleman. Once we get into the station I sit on a chair with a depressed look upon my face and as the Sheriff enters the building I look up, then stand up to attention. At the mention of an explanation I speak up, "If only that wasn't true. By the time we arrived the gentleman was already half in the hole, so we rushed in to pull him free and provide aid. However we were set upon by a Goblin, who was either the best Goblin Fighter in existance or was the luckiest Goblin of all. It took longer than we hoped to dispatch it and afterwards we finally realised what it had been doing to the gentleman. To say his face was being eaten off, is a disgusting but true fact."
I shake my head and pull 7 Golden coins out of my pouch, nodding at Vorik, "For the family."
Volkar nods along with Daelric's recounting. When his fellow dwarf puts down seven golden crowns, Volkar reaches into his hidden puch and pulls out seven as well. "For the widow and the orphan, it may be worthh having a noble help them with their needs.'
The Sheriff shakes his head in awe at Daelrics story, then again at the generosity of the towns saviors. "I will make sure that this is given to her. I have given orders that she be taken to a private room when she gets here. If you like, I will break the news to her. I know that she has family in Magnimar, and anticipate that I will be carrying a message with me when we depart in the morn." The man dips his head for a moment, before returning his gaze to the party. "Is there anything more you need this night? It is beyond late, and we should all be early to rise."
"No... If we had gotten here a day ago,perhaps we could have done more, but by the time the good woman sought help, I fear that it was already too late."
I look up at the Sheriff, sadness filling my voice. "I would like to be there with you, when you break the news. It is our fault that he died, if we had eliminated all of the Goblins that attacked quicker we may have noticed this one splitting away from the group."
I look to Kiera and nod, obviously knowing what she says is true.