“Say Your Right Words!” (Inactive)

Game Master Terquem

What do we do about Kobold Fort? Tabaaac asks his fellow goblins and Penny.

I say we go take a look and see what it looks like then we can decide what to do about it.

"Gemdar is right! We scout. Wup scouts. Wup's eyes are mighty, and keen, and sharp, and Wup has so good eyes he might have three eyes and you wouldn't know it!" Wup brags, smacking his fist against his scrawny chest.

"But first! Wup wants to see if Wup can find tracks of the big stomper from last night! Who is brave enough to come with Wup?"

(Wup wishes to go see if he can find sign of the dinosaur that moved through the river to the north of camp. Unless the rest of the party talks him out of it...)

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Day 2, Tuesday, turn 47

The camp is in better spirits this morning. A few pots are placed on the shouldering coals of the fire, and a hearty porridge with bits of smoky bacon, and chopped onion is prepared

The Goblins check their packs and mounts, and begin discussing the day’s plans.

The Mighty Wup scouts the bank of the river, just below the camp site, but does not stray out of site of the others. He cannot see or hear any large dinosaurs, but the tracks he finds are unmistakable. It is a four footed beast, its foot prints are two feet wide, and it was going to the north, the opposite direction that the heroes need to go this day.

Wup lopes back to the group, looking dejected.

"Tracks! Big tracks. But not our way. Wup will return later and track the creature alone! But today he will go with all of you to keep you safe. So. We go?"

Gemdar looks Wup up and down, Did you find any scat? Regardless we should head out. You going to lead the way Wup and we'll follow a little behind you?

"No time for scat now! Later, Wup will look. Yes, Wup will scout!"

With that, Wup leans his head back and 'howls' (more like a yip) (actually it's a 'wup-wup-wuppeeeee' noise), and then prepares to scamper forward in a keen-eyed, quiet-footed, amazingly-heroic kind of way.

Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Follow Wup! Tabaaac nods remembering how Wup had stopped and helped save him from the hippo's mouth. He'll keep us safe!. He then relates to Wup everything he knows about Alicrocabolds and kobolds in case it helps 18 on Knowledge check from taking 10

Fluuk yawns and stretches and packs up his various items, and wakes Klobber the ape. Together they down the breakfast and forage for some food for a bit, and then join the rest of the gang.

"Let us continue our mission!"

Preparing three Cure Light Wounds.

Gobzilla and Gaia are most pleased about having bacon for breakfast. He thanks the Gnomes for their hospitality. Once finished expressing his gratitude, he joins the other Heroes.

"Rawr! Gobzilla help the Mighty Wup. Nothing get by his ears! Rawr!"

Gobzilla has Gaia hang back with the main group while he trails behind Wuppy.

Survival - Taking 10: 10 + 8 = 18
Perception - Taking 10: 10 + 10 = 20

Day 2, Tuesday, turn 77

It is a new day! Don’t forget to reset your “Say your right words” and “I was going to do that” counters

The air all around the party is alive with the early morning noise of the canyon floor. There are bird calls, sounds of small animals that cannot be seen as they rustle through the thick underbrush, and the barking calls of the wild Dragwombatasaurs in the distance as the males call for attention from the females.

The mating calls of the Dragwombatasaurs agitate Mergatroid, and Ehsmaralduh struggles to keep her mount in line.

Your party follows the eastern canyon wall, out of sight of the river, in hope of sneaking up on the possible camp and intruders at the Mysterious Dungeon. There is a hushed silence that comes from the trepidation of heroes on the very edge of something monumental.

You stop, after a while, and have a quick snack, and drink of water, and then set out again. In a few hours time the party finds a trail that rises up along the eastern canyon wall, and then abruptly ends. It rises the party to fifty feet above the canyon floor, and there is a small cave where the trail ends. From this vantage point you can see the entrance to the Mysterious Dungeon, and it is just half a mile to the south.

The entrance is in the eastern wall of the canyon, thirty feet above the canyon floor and is reachable by a fifteen foot wide trail that ascends along the wall to the north and south of the entrance. The Entrance itself is eighty feet wide and flanked by enormous columns carved in the image of great Goblin Deities. Deep in the entrance, it is said, is the Door that is Hidden in Plain Sight.

However, the cave entrance has been blocked by a ramshackle fence constructed of poles, vines, and huge jungle foliage. The fence rises to a height of four feet. In front of the fence, on the flat elevated ledge you can see that a similarly constructed fort and additional fences are being constructed by what looks to be about fifteen or twenty Kobolds. Patrolling the trails that lead up to the entrance ledge are Alicrocabolds mounted on medium sized, four legged Dinosaur like creatures with long wide bodies, thick limbs, and short fat tails.

Taking 20 on knowledge Local because LOREMASTER (once per day ability). Taking 10 on Knowledge Nature for 18 because LOREMASTER.

Tabaaac shakes his head and whimpers a bit. Alicrocabolds are like cavemen kobolds. They're riding dinos that are very very stupid and very very angry all the time.

Kn: Nature: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Gemdar lets out a low whistle. That's a lot of bad guys for us to take on. Anyone got any ideas?

Knowledge (Nature): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

"Rawr! Gobzilla would normally fight, but Dumb-Dumbs outnumber us three to one. Maybe we could Sneaky-Sneaky? Distract them first and then Sneaky-Sneaky. Then again, that leaves Gobzilla and friends surrounded..."

Ul Skub loads his rifle, having kept quiet for the last few days of travel..

"The front door is a death wish, there has to be another way inside.."

Wup rubs at his chin, eyes narrowed as he listens to Tabaaac's wise words.

"Stupid AND angry? Can we make them bite their masters? Or each other? Maybe... put meat on arrows! Land it between two of them! Start big fight!"

I could make sounds with spell Tabaaac says, but would have to get close to make angry growls come from stupid dinos

Ghost Sound, 30 feet range

Also I speak kobold language. So maybe I can make kobolds think Alicrocabolds are attacking them when the dinos start fighting

If we could surround them in the plants, and then launch the meat into their camp, we might have a shot. Are they attracted to blood?...Or...maybe...Hmmm....

Skub plops down onto the ground and begins to suck on a pewter spoon, stirring his thoughts.

The dragwombatasaurs?...Could there be a way to use their more aggressive behavior to our advantage?

Wup sits down on the ground next to Ul Skub, considering the odds of stealing his spoon. Probably not very good. He squints at the sight of the cavern and all the milling kobolds.

"Still like shooting fresh meat in so they fight. What would be BEST is if we had... if we had... the stinky stuff the girl lizards make when they are hot! Fair-moans! And then we wave it in the wind and make the dinies come for it, all snarling and fighting at each other. And then the kobolds and and alickybolds have to chase their dinies! And then WE go zip around the back, hop do lee, up and over and in!" Wup finishes with a broad, exuberant gesture that nearly topples him over the edge of their ledge.

Then he deflates. "But we have no fair-moans."

Mergatroid has been acting strangely lately. Do you think we can get the attention of some male Dragwombatasaurs, and lead them into the enemy camp, as a distraction?

Mergatroid female? Tabaaac asks, not having paid attention to Esmaralduh's mount's gender. If she can go into camp I can make female mating call to get men to come.

Gemdar looks around and thinks for a moment. Then a thought occurs, "We could use that hippo meat maybe and maybe with some scent from Mergatroid and see if we can lead em into the camp and cause some trouble. We can use the diversion to sneak in or maybe even attack them and scare them off in the confusion."

Gobzilla scratches his chin in thought. "Rawr! Maybe we set fire to their fort too. That's a better back up plan, though. Gobzilla like using the Dragwombatasaurs. Question: How do we attract them with Mergatroid's scent?"

I think Mergatroid is old enough to mate, but she is agitated, and restless. I don’t think she is interested in the males she can hear. Perhaps we can make some kind of horn, with a reed or something that imitates the call of a female and if we make the right noise, the males will come.

If we can get the Dragwombatasaur males to come toward those other spiny dinosaurs, will they fight?

Tabaaac bounces up and down with excitement Yes make dinos fight kobolds. Better than goblins fighting!

Terquem, is Ghost Sound good enough to imitate female Dragwomatasaur mating call? It can create any sound as loud as 8 humans from my reading of it

Yes, that spell can be used

I'm pretty good at sneaky sneaky and I'll make female sound! Let's get as close as possible to the trail and then I'll go forward and make the male Dragwombatasaur come. Maybe we should leave Mergatroid back for now!

Adding Hippo meat will just make the Dino's even more aggressive, as Dragwombatasaurs are carnivorous and Edmontonia hate the smell of meat. Also adding "Scent" from Mergatroid will increase the DC of the Handle Animal Check, or Riding Skill Check the enemy riders will need to make to control their mounts. Getting "Scent" from Mergatroid will require a Druid, a Handle Animal Skill Check of DC 12, and a Knowledge Nature Skill Check of DC 10

Tabaac has the Knowledge Nature Check covered
I know where the Fair-moans, uh, come from. But I don't think Mergatroid will let me get it Tabaaac says.

"Rawr! Don't worry, Tabaaac. Gobzilla can get the Fair-moans."

Gobzilla will take 10 on the Handle Animal and Knowledge (Nature) checks for 15 and 18 respectively.

Wup grins, showing off his mouthful of sharp teeth.

"Wup loves it when a plan comes together!"

"Fluuk can assist!"

Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
Handle Animal: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

Fluuk also has the Large Nose trait and will use his super sniffer to see if it will help with the pheromones. Possibly a stretch but trying to make use of it somehow

Ok, ok, we get as close as we can and then throw hippo meats with fair-moans on, and make female mating calls. Sound good?

Gemdar smiles evilly, (can a goblin smile any other way?) and says. Sounds like we have a cunning plan."

Day 2, Tuesday, turn 80

With Ehsmaralduh’s help, holding her young Dragwombatasaur, Fluuk and Gobzilla go to work, each taking a turn soothing the beast and then drawing the thin smelly liquid from her scent glands.

Fluuk sniffs around the, ahem, sensitive area and using his keen sense of smell identifies the glands that will produce the best of the extracted liquid.

When they are finished, Gobzilla harvests a few special leaves known to have no discernible scent of their own but that absorbs the smells of other things and traps those smells. Grinding the leaves into a paste, Gobzilla is able to create a sticky goo-like substance that has the heady aroma of a young female Dragwombatasaur.

Gemdar tenderizes the few chunks of hippo meat he has been saving, prompting Penny to ask, rather innocently

Where did you get the hippo meat, if we didn’t kill any hippos?[b]

To which Gemdar only smiles, and places one finger against his nose while he winks, saying, [b]A great chef never reveals his secrets

Tabaaac and Wup keep watch, always observing the movements of the enemies, and hissing out warnings for everyone to stay low, and out of sight, whenever it looks like the Kobolds or Alicrocobolds might be looking this way.

Ul Skub scouts out away from the Goblin camp, looking for signs of the passing of other Dragwombatasaurs and finds a trail not too far away.

Gemdar, Fluuk, and Gobzilla prepare the “tainted” meat, and when all is ready the party sets out to follow the trail. Ehsmaralduh remains behind, at the cave, with Penny, so as to not put Mergatroid in harm’s way.

Finally the male Dragwombatasaurs are spotted, and they quickly catch the scent. Half a dozen young male Dragwombatasuars, and two mature Bulls, begin following the Goblins, curious as to why they can smell a female, but cannot see one.

The Goblins lead the Dragwombatasuars toward the clearing below the ledge.

Now, someone, someone who can move fast, must make a Ride Skill Check, DC 14, to dart into the clearing and lob the meat as far into the Kobold camp as they can. A failure by 5 or more means the meat is deployed, but the Volunteer rider is trapped between the Charging Dragwombatasuars and the Alicrocobolds.

Before the mission starts, the quick and nimble but also mighty Gobzilla volunteers to throw the meat. Remembering his experiences with the hippos, he leaves his dragon suit hide armor with the ladies and opts to make the run wearing just his pants.

Things do not seem to do so well at first. For a moment, it looks like Gobzilla is about to be pinned between the two groups of enemies. However, like many goblins in time of crisis, he begins to chant.

"As the Greatest Goblin Druid,
"Gobzilla moves like fluid!
"Across the trail,
"With dinos on his tail,
"With this meat to lob,
"Now runs the Gob!
"Watch him soar!"
"Watch him ROAR!"

Somehow, Gobzilla seems to inspire himself to accomplish the impossible. He quickly pulls ahead of the Dragwombatasaurs with a sudden burst of speed, tosses the meat into the Alicrocobolds' camp with all his might, and then dashes away like speeding bullet from the ensuing chaos before anything notices him.

Before the group looks for the Dragwombatasaurs, Gobzilla leaves his hide armor with the ladies so that it doesn't hamper him. Invoking "Say Your Right Words!"

Ride: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Ride: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

Following at a safe distance Tabaaac will scamper behind the male Dragwombatasaurs and use Ghost Sound to mimic a female Dragwombatasaur mating call from the direction where Gobzilla threw the meat to give the males some extra incentive.

Day 2, Tuesday, turn 83

Gobzilla rides into the clearing below the entrance to the Mysterious Dungeon followed by the herd of male Dragwombatasaurs. He darts left and right, scanning for the optimal place to toss the smelly meat. Just as he is about to be cornered, he spots a flat rise on the trail leading out of the clearing toward the Mysterious Dungeon, flings the meat, and turns his mount in place and spurs Allosaurus to great speed. Tabaaac, running with all he’s got, follows closely behind the stampeding Dragwombatasaurs, and when he is within range, he uses a simple cantrip to make it sound as if a female Dragwombatasaur is somewhere high up the trail, then he too disappears into the jungle.

The startled kobolds and Alicrocobolds fly into a rage at the impudence of these intruders but before they can organize themselves into a counter attack, the Alicrocobolds who are mounted and racing down the trail to attack find themselves confronted by six or more charging Dragwombatasaurs. The Edmontonias rear back, and below in fear. Some of the dinosaurs begin leaping off of the trail into the foliage below, throwing their riders, while others turn tail and rush headlong back toward the Kobold fortifications, trampling the makeshift walls beneath their clumsy and fat feet. Kobolds are sent running for their lives, and pandemonium ensues.

Minutes pass as the Dragwombatasaurs stampede through the makeshift fort, chasing the Edmontonias down the opposite trail, and to the south.

And then...

All seems quiet.

"Great job Gobzilla and Tabaac! That's the ticket. It looks like now might be a good time to get through the camp and into the cave! Though if no one is truly in the camp, we might want to take a look for anything useful in the camp we could "borrow"."

Back at the cave, Ehsmaralduh turns to Penny and says with a grin

We must thank the great Goblin protectors of things to come, GoBill and GoTedd, for knowing in advance that Gobzilla would need to borrow my saddle, otherwise he would never have been able to pull that off!

Quickly quickly into the cave! Tabaaac yelps sparing only a quick glance around for shinies Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"Rawr! Thank you for letting me borrow the saddle, Princess. Gobzilla really needs to get his own," the Greatest Goblin Druid says as he returns said item to Ehsmaralduh. "Rawr! Let's go explore camp. Maybe we some goods."

We are merely glad that one of you remembered to come back to the cave and tell us the way is safe now, Penny says.

Ehsmaralduh, hurry lets join the others. Party on Ehs

Party on Penny, after you

How far away did the group go? Do we have time for a scrounge through the camp/fort before entering the temple?

Think we're still outside. Tabaaac is pretty nervous about this but he can be overruled.

Day 2, Tuesday, turn 83

Gobzilla spurs his mount back to the cave, and quickly helps Ehsmaralduh replace the saddle on Mergatroid. Then the three set off to join the others at the ruined Kobold Fort.

Tabaaac, Fluuk, Wup, Gemdar, and Ul Skub spread out and comb over the ruins of the fort. They find several broken spears, and some broken bows and arrows, a few make shift cots, some wooden bowls, and some collected supplies of fresh fruit, nuts and berries, all trampled by the fleeing dinosaurs or their pursuers.

They find nothing of value, to a Goblin.

Standing at the mouth of the cave the group can see the tall doors of the Mysterious Dungeon, barely visible in the shadows, fifty or sixty feet back from the makeshift wall erected by the Kobolds across the opening of the cave.

The doors are made of stone, carved with images of Goblin heroes fighting Dragons, or Giants, or casting powerful spells. Each door is fifteen feet tall and five feet wide, making the pair of doors ten feet wide in total.

Suddenly, four Kobolds and two Alicrocobolds, mounted on pygmy Edmontonias come crashing through the foliage of the wall, shouting war cries they rush into battle against the Goblins

Kobold, Alicrocobold Initiative: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Roll your Initiative, I’ll start working on a map tonight. Gobzilla, Ehsmaralduh, and Penny, will arrive in five minutes, so they will probably miss this battle. However, they will get experience points if the Party Wins

Ahhhhhh! Angry lizards! On Bigger Angry lizards! Tabaaac yelps as he sees the charging war party.
Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12