That's just enough to take one down, Ren. It's bleeding out.
3 Goblins have been dropped so far; 9 remain.
No metal armor! Also your burning hands should be 2d4 I think.
Their save is made, four of them take
One damage.
You go up to one of the ones you burned and managed to finish it off.
On his initiative, Lackspell will follow the group in, stopping some 10 feet behind Praetor. Swiftly preparing an alchemical bomb, he will lob it at the center-most goblin of the group in front of Praetor
Assuming that hits then the one he hits takes...
All other goblins adjacent to the one that was hit take 5 points of fire splash damage with a DC 15 Reflex save for half damage.
The one you target is brought down, and four others (you managed to target a cluster) are injured as well.
Once Varak goes, the Goblins will get some actions.
Let out a snarl, Varak would charge in as well, joining his friends in combat. Seizing his chance, he'd open his jaws wide upon the first goblin he could reach, looking to snap his jaws down on his ugly foe.
Going after one of the bombed Goblins will drop it, Varak.
The remaining Goblins (there are I believe six left) shriek and go after you. Some of them have tongs that had been in the furnaces, and they use them to attack you. One of them, frightened by Lackspell's transformation, hurls glass at the alchemist.
The hot tongs manage to burn Praetor's hand a bit as he draws back his greatsword!
Lackspell is hit by a glass bottle that explodes into shards upon hitting him, creating superficial wounds.
The one attacking Arkon seems almost sure to hit, before Orz defends his master, bringing down the Goblin.
Lackspell snarls and targets the goblin that hit him with a bottle with his next bomb...
Splash damage once again is 5 points to any adjacent goblins.
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Chrona seems to enter something reminiscent of a rage but much more controlled. She glares at the troublesome goblins and her hair beings to stand on end and flicking at the ceiling like flames. She steps up to corner a goblin, then raising her longsword it bursts into actual flames as she brings it down onto a quivering creature.
Arkon, your crit does not confirm, but you kill the Goblin anyway. Orz goes and harasses one.
Ren, you move gracefully, then line up a strike at the vulnerable armpit of the Goblin's armor. It spurts blood and drops down, no longer able to fight.
Lackspell, you *literally* shove a bomb down a Goblin's throat and blow it's head off.
Chrona, you can't quite connect with the Goblin.
Stepping up to his next foe, Varak unleashed his full primal fury upon his enemy.
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Without losing momentum Praetor charges another goblin, bringing his greatsword around behind his shoulder and swinging it in a horizontal arc at the foul beast's head.
"Don't let up! Bring them down!"
Praetor notices a look in Chrona's eye that goes beyond duty and even battle-lust. He sees a level of cruelty not typically present behind benevolent eyes.
These goblins have brought the beast out of Chrona. I hope she can reign it in once they are slain.
There is only one Goblin left after Varak and Praetor eviscerate their foes.
It makes a break for it, seemingly running for the door you all came through. As it nears there, it instead makes for the wall next to the door, revealing a hole in the wall that leads to stairs. It was to the right of you as you came in, and you didn't notice it until now...mostly on account of having to fight Goblins.
As it reaches the stairs, however, more beings appear. There are four more Goblins, and a man with pointed ears, fine clothes and long black hair. He has a shortbow on his person but it is not drawn. As he steps onto your level and observes the situation, he shouts orders in Goblin.
He then rushes over to Praetor, deeming the armored and heavily armed man a threat he should deal with personally.
Two Goblins rush to Chrona, and two run to Ren, charing in with dogslicers
One of them manages to hit Chrona for damage.
Meanwhile, the unidentified man closes with Praetor, and in a fluid move, snakes around your greatsword and aims a debilitating strike at your temple.
His elbow crashes down!
Praetor, make a Fortitude Save, DC 16.
Ren, your second strike connects, but does not stop the Goblin.
Arkon, you drop the Goblin with a vicious strike.
Praetor, even with Orz flanking, you will not hit. The man is damn elusive.
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Chrona's longsword bursts into flames as it wildly swipes through the air at a goblin. While striking at the creature a conical jet of fire bursts again from her free hand, bathing some goblins that are clustered together.
Recklessly spinning flames in both hands, Chrona's grin of joy shows she is without much care. The destruction, the heat, all the energy flowing through her, the Ifrit woman is entering a dance of ecstacy.
Leaving the leader to Praetor, Varak will rush in to aid Chrona against one of the goblins, providing the two flanking opportunities as he swipes at the ugly little beast with one of his claws. The goblins no longer needed to be left alive for questioning. Their leader did.
The Goblin manages to avoid both your attacks, though he is hit by the flames.
Goblins will be up after Lackspell.
Lackspell steps up to be 5-10 feet behind Ren (depending on space) and will lob a grenade at one of the goblins she is fighting.
If the 10 misses it's touch ac then the flask lands directly behind the goblin and it will instead take 5 points of splash damage (Reflex save vs DC 15 for half damage.)
The Goblin FAILS it's save, and takes some damage. I'll let that be the one she hit previously, which will bring it down.
Arkon struck one of the Goblins attacking Chrona, dropping it.
Both the Goblins attempt to strike you, but miss.
Praetor, the man in front of you narrows his eyes, and lashes out, first with a boot to your knee, then a palm strike to your temple.
His blows bounce off of your armor and he is unable to connect!
Arkon, you can move behind one and flank it, which allows your blow to hit, slaying the critter.
One Goblin left...
Chrona, between you and Ren, you are able to bring down the last Goblin. The man that came in the room remains.
Praetor, Lackspell and Varak still have actions.
Lackspell will move up to ten feet behind Praetor and with a wordless snarl will lob another bomb, this time at the man attacking the Paladin.
If a 16 should miss then... ... the bomb falls next to the target to Lackspell's right and the target still takes 5 points of fire damage but has a DC 15 Reflex save for half damage.
Lackspell, that does NOT hit his touch AC.
He rolls out of the way of the bomb, neatly dodging the blast.
Praetor, your blow is vicious, catching the man in the side and causing him to grunt in pain.
Varak still has an action, but I will post the NPC action (as I have time now and that will allow Arkon to post next). If Varak's action changes what happens, we will adjust accordingly.
The man lashes out at you again, Praetor, feinting low with a round kick before flipping it up to attempt to strike at your temple. He allows the momentum to carry him through and performs a spinning back kick.
You manage to move out of the way of the second attack, but the first one hits!
...for minimum damage. Man, I can't roll well with these guys!
Varak switching to aid in battle against the leader of the goblins the reptile would come in hard, snarling as he went for a bite.
A miss! Okay, now everyone gets a shot. The guy has Praetor and Varak on either side of him.
Aid another is successful
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Praetor is amazed at the force behind his foe's unarmed strike, but taunts him to break his spirit. "A kick! HAH!" Under his armor, the paladin wonders if his rib is broken.
The paladin can sense this foe is much more powerful than the others, and will be glad for all the help he can get. Now that the goblins are dispatched, Praetor does his best to command Orz to attack.
"Orz, now! Tear him up!"
Then Praetor swings his blade around from left to right, groaning against the weight of the steel.
Hands moving with preternatural speed, Lackspell swiftly mixes another alchemical bomb. Then from his position just behind Praetor he lobs another bomb at the strange man.