Miron targets the singer at the back.
"They must be silenced.", he declares out loud, as he fires the bow at them.
Milgen also targets the caster in the back.
Milgen targets the caster in the back but fails to hit him.
Miron targets the singer at the back. "They must be silenced.", he declares out loud, as he fires the bow at them... and silences it!
Azalia fires another arrow at the oversized lizard but misses.
Apparently Drazh did suffer a glancing blow, for he had to parry rather than attack. Still, he held his ground.
Anneka looks to the goblin chief and his giant lizard with concern. Sticking to the back, she casts her luck charm on Milgen.
Ferocia slashes at the injured goblin with her claws only hitting it with her second swipe but it's enough to put it down.
The two goblins by the door ferociously assault Drazh but the stalwart dwarf holds his ground despite the new injuries.
The goblin stirs his giant gecko mount to charge towards Ferocia and brings down his sword towards her using the momentum to drive it into her shoulder and hooting triumphantly! "I almost have this one dead!"
Milgen
Miron
Azalia
Drazh
Anneka
Ferocia
Goblins Giant Gecko -9, Bane: Ripnugget, Yellow
Ferocia snarls at the goblin on the gecko.
"Sure it's not me who's got you?"
She attacks him with both of her claws.
Milgen, frustrated that he had used up all his arcanist spells earlier, and had nothing to attack with with his sorcerer spells, made a mental note to buy some pages of spell knowledge when his gold was high enough. He'd almost had enough, but not quite before the battle.
Picking the gecko, he launches a bolt of lightning at it, figuring it will be easier to hit.
Miron calculates whether it is best to shoot the rider or his mount. He prioritises the mount.
These goblins are posing a genuine threat to our front line.
Anneka gasps as Drazh and Ferocia are wounded. She'd never figured herself one for bravery, but lately has been surprising herself.
Clutching her wand, she shoves forward in between Milgen and Miron, feeling the wood thrum with magic as she delivers a douse of healing energy to her newfound friend.
She shuts her eyes tight, waiting for the inevitable pain of being cut to death by a goblin's filthy blade.
Milgen, frustrated that he had used up all his arcanist spells earlier, and had nothing to attack with with his sorcerer spells, made a mental note to buy some pages of spell knowledge when his gold was high enough. He'd almost had enough, but not quite before the battle. Picking the gecko, he launches a bolt of lightning at it, figuring it will be easier to hit but he does not account for the skill of it's rider, moving the oversized Gecko out of harms way....
Miron calculates whether it is best to shoot the rider or his mount. He prioritises the mount.
These goblins are posing a genuine threat to our front line.
Too focused on avoiding Milgen's attack the goblin chieftain can not avoid the arrow... the gecko tumbles to the ground taking it's rider with it.
Azalia's arrow gets stuck in the goblins armour.
Drazh found himself bleeding as he was assaulted by goblin warriors. Actual warriors! Rather than take a step back he launched an attack of his own... landing the hammer down on the goblins left temple instantly killing it.
Anneka gasps as Drazh and Ferocia are wounded. She'd never figured herself one for bravery, but lately has been surprising herself. Clutching her wand, she shoves forward in between Milgen and Miron, feeling the wood thrum with magic as she delivers a douse of healing energy to her newfound friend. She shuts her eyes tight, waiting for the inevitable pain of being cut to death by a goblin's filthy blade.
Ferocia snarls at the goblin on the floor by the dead gecko. "Sure it's not me who's got you?" She attacks him with both of her claws.
The goblins hold their ground though the one guard by the door gets a look of dismay on it's face as it sees Anneka heal Drazh. It sighs and swings it's blade at him but his heart just isn't in it any more clearly.
Chief Ripnugget stands up barely dodging Ferocia's claws this time before thrusting the blade towards her abdomen. "I'm going to gut you Longshanks and then it's your friends' turn!"
Milgen
Miron
Azalia
Drazh
Anneka
Ferocia
Goblins Bane: Ripnugget -13, Yellow
The gecko down, Milgen targets it's former rider.
Miron barely has to adjust his angle as he shoots at the now ex-rider.
Ferocia tears into the goblin king with her claws.
The gecko down, Milgen targets it's former rider.
Miron barely has to adjust his angle as he shoots at the now ex-rider.
Azalia tries to fire at Ripnugget but just can't line up a clear shot.
Drazh swung at the goblin in yellow, eager to end his threat caving in it's balloon head.
Anneka moves forward and uses her wand of cure light wounds on Ferocia.
Ferocia tears into the goblin king with her claws, her savage assault throws off the lone goblins attack.
Milgen
Miron
Azalia
Drazh
Anneka
Ferocia
Goblins Bane: Ripnugget -32, Yellow
Azalia moves up and shoots again.
Still missing, despite her closer proximity. She looks over at Ferocia, who doesn't seem to be in very good shape, and wishes that she knew some healing magic.
Seeing the goblins fall and only their leader remain, Miron advances to Anneka's side and fires into the centre of the melee.
Ferocia shuffles steps to the side, setting up a flank with Drazh, and then claws wildly at the goblin.
Milgen fails to hit the rider.
Seeing the goblins fall and only their leader remain, Miron advances to Anneka's side and fires into the centre of the melee.
Azalia moves up and shoots again. Still missing, despite her closer proximity. She looks over at Ferocia, who doesn't seem to be in very good shape, and wishes that she knew some healing magic.
With only the goblin king left, Drazh attempted to step over the body of the yellow goblin to swing...sadly he nearly tripped as he did so.
Anneka moves back and casts guidance on Miron.
Ferocia shuffles steps to the side, setting up a flank with Drazh, and then claws wildly at the goblin. Though furious in her assault she does no real damage.
The goblin lunges with unexpected skill, Ferocia can see the blade going straight for her eye. A clawed hand deflects the blow but not without leaving a nasty gash.
Milgen
Miron
Azalia
Drazh
Anneka
Ferocia
Goblins Bane: Ripnugget -35
I barely hurt him! What?
Angry and wounded, Ferocia attacks the goblin.
Then she watches closely to see if she's harmed the goblin at all...
Azalia shoots, hoping they can finish the brute before he finishes her friend.
A swift end to this 'goblin king' - or our numbers will dwindle.
Miron launches another arrow.
Anneka again casts guidance on Milgen.
Milgen tries to hit Ripnugget again.
A swift end to this 'goblin king' - or our numbers will dwindle.
Miron launches another arrow.
Azalia shoots, hoping they can finish the brute before he finishes her friend.
Drazh went to swing his hammer, but goblin blood had covered the handle. It slipped in his hands, and the swing nearly turned into a throw. Still...at least he managed to keep hold of it.
Anneka again casts guidance on Milgen.
I barely hurt him! What? Angry and wounded, Ferocia attacks the goblin. Then she watches closely to see if she's harmed the goblin at all... he first claw attack doesn't against the goblins skin as thick as bark after drinking that potion but the second certainly does.
The goblin blood pooling at his feet continues lashing out at Ferocia.
Milgen hurls more arcane energy at Ripnugget and it finally collapses.
Potion of cure moderate wounds x4
Potion of Cure Light Wounds
Wand of Silent Image (5 Charges)
Masterwork breastplate-Lets just say ye can resize it
Studded Leather x4 12gp 5sp each to sell
+1 short sword-Same here with the resizing
Dogslicer
Shortbow x4 15gp each to sell
Masterwork Horsechopper x3
Dented crown worth 20 gp
Key ring with several keys
20gp
Anneka takes the first opportunity to hurry to Ferocia, making liberal use of her healing wand to close the nasty cuts. I hope none of these become infected, she thinks, wondering if the goblins are prone to use lingering poisons on their blades.
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"How do you feel?" she asks Ferocia one-handed, still nervously fidgeting the wand with the other.
Anneka looks over the potions, but isn't quite sure what they are...
Seeing the goblin king fall, Miron will ask:
"Drazh, are you still wounded?"
He keeps a watchful eye on their surroundings for any late reinforcements or spies.
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"Nay, lad. Anneka's touch was just what was needed. Looks like she not only helped me, but also saved our heroine here. While I prefer a hammer, there is something to be said for having claws."
With that he walked over to Ripnugget's corpse and looked down at it. To be honest, he respected this goblin. It had put up a damned good fight. It was a warrior, unlike the rest of it's kind. It had a good death, even though it lived a horrible life.
Ferocia wavers on her feet, nearly ready to topple over, when Anneka started tapping her with that wand. Suddenly healthy again, Ferocia nods at Anneka.
"Thanks."
Ferocia begins to look the bodies for anything useful.
"Well, we took care of the goblin king, but there's no sign of that tart Tsuto was drawing in his book. We're not done yet."
Azalia finds a key ring with several keys and keeps it with her in case they need it later.
Anneka smiles, glad to be useful. Keeping her hewn wand in her palm, she approaches the throne slowly, peeking around it and behind the columns.
Drazh spots the various doors about the room but nothing not immediately beyond the apparent.
Anneka winces as she walks, aware of some very serious cuts on her legs. Her periwinkle dress is shredded in several places. Mama had just sewn it. She would be furious. Thinking, she gently taps her open palm with her wand, knitting the cuts closed.
Milgen speaks up as he examines a nearby door. "I think perhaps we should head back to Sandpoint after this. With the goblin king dead it should delay or cause disarray to any assault. We've been burning through our resources. Let's deal with this floor but perhaps leave lower levels for tomorrow."
He opens the door to reveal a new room. Several rugs made from dog or horse hide lie strewn over the dirt floor of this room. Against the north wall stands an impressive collection of horseshoes, each nailed to the wall. To the east sits a ragged padded chair next to a rickety desk that may have once been an expensive antique. In the northwest corner sits a canopied bed covered with silk sheets and sporting an elaborately carved headboard that features nymphs and satyrs cavorting in a forest. The bed’s sheets are stained with dirt, while the
headboard is bashed and battered.
In this room you find a silver unholy symbol of Lamashtu with tiny garnets for eyes worth 40 gp as well as a large iron key.
This room contains a small armory of crudely made weapons (mostly dogslicers and shortbows) and several small goblin-sized suits of studded leather armor and dented shields. To the south stand a pair of workbenches.
[spoiler=Armoury Loot]
Dogslicers X23
Shortbows X11
80 arrows
Studded leather X11
Light wooden shields x6
Whips x2
On the north wall hangs a single masterwork dogslicer. [/ooc]
Milgen whistles "I'm not sure about hauling all this back across the water. Maybe if we just take the better quality one as a curio and hide the others or dump them into the ocean?"
Going to the next door Milgen carefully opens it. This foul-smelling butchery is a horrifying affront to all the senses. Haunches of poorly smoked meat hang from hooks along the ceiling or lie heaped in and atop crates. In some cases, the meat seems to be dog or horse, but in many other cases, the meat has all-too-recognizable features, like feet, hands, or grimacing faces.
"Gods above..." Milgen puts his hand to his mouth and closes the door looking a bit pale. "There's still a few more spots for us to explore up here but I think we've taken the heart out of the fight."
Miron has a think about what the best approach to dealing with holy symbols of dangerous deities such as Lamashtu is. At worst, he can ask Father Zantus.
In response to Milgen:
"I believe that it would be wise to clear the surface rooms, take what we can reasonably carry away with us, and burn or dump the rest to deny war materiel to the goblins. I volunteer to carry *that* symbol.", he points to the symbol of Lamashtu.
"When considering retrieval, bear in mind there is at least one horse yet to rescue. The creature may be useful in carrying items out of here, so we are more free to fight back against pursuers."
It's not of magical nature, you could probably remove the garnets and grind down the silver into powder for creating holy water. It will be less valuable than keeping the thing intact however.
Azalia collects the large iron key in case they need it later, and helps to gather up all the rest of the loot for whatever they decide to do with it.
I wonder who owns this place. It is a mess now, and needs to be deep cleaned, but who doesn't want a private island? If you cleaned it up, it could be a really nice base of operations.
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"That is a plausible notion, Azalia. We should consider it further after we purge the lower levels and better ascertain its suitability for habitation and defense."
"Perhaps an outpost against further goblin uprisings," Anneka offers, though she knows it's just as likely to become a summer estate for some well-to-do noble out of Magnimar or Korvosa. The thought of anyone living in a place like this is unnerving, to say the least.
She accompanies Drazh. She's always liked horses.
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Ferocia shoves what she can fit into her backpack and carries the rest into the courtyard for the horse to carry.
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At word that the others want to retreat, yet again, Ferocia sighs and shakes her head.
"Auw, you miss home, Princess?" she mocks Milgen.
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In response to Azalia thinking about making this a base, Ferocia chuckles. "If we can get the stink out of it!"
Despite her jibes, she'd clearly be up for that.
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Seeing Drazh with the horse, Ferocia moves over to help, only to see he's doing just fine on his own. She shrugs and goes back to hauling gear.
The area with the horse is boarded up. It's covered in cuts and malnourished but as Drazh gets it to settle with his apple you can see despite it's injuries it's far from a common example of it's kind. It stomps it's hooves on the heads of the goblin dogs crushing them.
"A fine creature. And I imagine it has been combat trained. Who owned it I wonder?"
Azalia uses prestidigitation to clean the horse so the cuts don't get infected, and she offers the two blankets that she is carrying to cover the horse and protect its hide from anything we are planning to load onto it.
Miron doesn't know of any horse like this in Sandpoint. Perhaps the goblins caught a trader.
"I am unaware of any such horse from Sandpoint. Perhaps the goblins robbed a trader or adventurer."
This storeroom is half-flled with crates, barrels, and large sacks of grain. A small hole has been chopped into the lower side of one of the barrels, allowing pickles and brine to drain out and giving the room a singular stink of vinegar.
An open flight of wooden stairs winds up to a trap door in the ceiling, thirty feet above. At it's top you find too goblins stinking of vinegar with swollen bellies... they stand no hope with their tummy aches against the ferocity of the group.
You'll need to repair the bridge and coax the horse across.