Silbeg's We Be Gobln's Free! (Inactive)

Game Master Silbeg

Poog think that Zarongel love him. Him so stupids. Watch him face when he sees how plant scared to touch me.

"Plant thingy. I am Mogmurch. Smartest, goodest looking goblin there be. You touch me, you go BOO ... erm ... DIE. None can touch Mogmurch the on fire goblin that when plant touches him they die, gobo. Cause me bestest."

Striding boldly to the plant, arms outstretched, Mogmurch tempts fate. In his wake, the plants wither and die, leaving a brown trail of dead vegetation.

1:Squealy, 2:Chuffy, 3:Mogmurch: 1d3 ⇒ 1
The vine finally drops Poog, and slashes out at Squealy Nord, the Piggy Hero!
vine slam: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
The Bacon Behemoth is missed as the slams its tendrils into the ground, even as its sap drips onto the ground.
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Squealy then attacks back, but doesn't do much better than the plant.

Reta, Chuffy, (Poog)

"Poogie not gonna be happy if you kill his piggie!" Chuffy warns the fine. Delighted that the plant seems to be ignoring him once more, Chuffy sticks it again with his dogslicer, growing bolder by the moment.

+1 dogslicer vs assassin vine, flank: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 10 + 2 = 32
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 10 + 2 = 31 --Woo!
Damage (incl. crit): 2d4 + 2d6 ⇒ (1, 3) + (2, 3) = 9 --Woeful.

Reflex save vs entangle: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

Chuffy's attack causes the vine to collapse. Poog still lies there, but he does not appear to be bleeding. We are still in initiative.

Reta is up.

Reta lands a couple of more shot on the vine, to make sure it's D.E.D.
Shortbow, Rapid shot, PBS: 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 9 - 2 + 1 = 27
Shortbow, Rapid shot, PBS: 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 9 - 2 + 1 = 15
Damage, PBS: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Damage, PBS: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"Poog get up! You try sneak-eat truffles, Reta can see you!"

Uh, anyone have healing items?

Mogmurch goes over to Poog, and take his fire making stick wand of fireballs. He then proceeds to roll all over the vines causing 1 hp of damage, and turning green vegetation brown.

"Me wake Poog in minute, doing something first."

Though the other goblins cannot see, Mogmurch has a plan. The brown spots caused by one of Mogmurch's alchemical creations at first appears random, but it's not. At least, not yet.

After Reta fires her bow, and amazingly beautiful sound comes from someone or something coming out of the silo (see tactical)

Will Squealy: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
Will Chuffy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Will Reta: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Will Mogmurch: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (16) + 0 = 16

Are you good with those rolls, or do you want rerolls? Please post with your reroll if you are using them.

Mogmurch goes over to Poog, and take his fire making stick wand of fireballs.

Mogmurch gonna have problems... ;)

Poog can cast CMW, CLW, and has a wand of CLW with 43 charges, but no potions. If someone can get Poog back up with a potion, he can heal everyone with the wand back to full.

Poog hears a voice in his head as he lays on the ground, cut, battered, and broken.

Poog, Why are you lying on the ground? My priests are not so weak and frail. If you are a true follower of me, Mighty Zarongel, then get up! If you are weak, and die, then you don't deserve to weild my fire anyways. Now, GET UP!

Me so sorry Zarongel! Me make it up to you! Me burn everything to make you proud! Me show you that me be mighty priest chief!

Mogmurch can use the wand, FYI

Hey cool, haven't used a reroll yet this scenario. Let's do this!

Chuffy will, 1 star GM reroll: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 2 + 1 = 12

Ah, f*ck it.

By the way, Chuffy has two potions of CMW... not that he's told anyone else about it. He's also aware that Poog is their healer, and his fear of death will probably overcome his hatred for Poog.

no tshirt just folio for finarin. Gotta fix that. Good with roll but don't have a choice. Mogmurch also had a potion. Might use it.

No rerolls for Reta. The roll was good enough. It's the will save that sucks :)

Folio is good enough, John. I trust you. But, moving on.

Everyone except the "sleeping" Poog, Squealy, and Mogmurch are completely captivated by the beautiful song. The only think you want to do is get as close to the wonderful singer as you can!

Group is up

Just a question - would being forced to walk through an area that causes entanglement be considered a "dangerous area" and allow for a second save? Asking for a friend... :)

Oh... SOMEONE HEAL ME FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!!

At least you don't have to sit there captivated while <redacted> eats you!

At least you don't have to sit there captivated while <redacted> eats you!

This is true... But I could save you!!! Maybe. or just be unconcious when I get eaten. Ugh.

Not like I'm going to pass a DC 16 will save with any kind of certainty anyway!!!

Answer: The vines are no longer controlled by the Assassin Vine, so there is no entangle. Sorry, should have noted that.

Cool. No problemo! I guess Squealy isn't entangled then, I guess.

Chuffy was going to give Poog one of his minty-fresh potions of healing, but instead he is drawn to this magnificent voice! The goblin bursts pimples in an effort to clear his face up for whatever divine beauty is conjuring such a magnificent sound. He attempts to add his own voice to the song...

"Chuffy love, to hear you sing,
You be lovely little thing.
We let Poogie bleed and die,
How me love to say 'good bye'.

"Poogie just a stupid chief,
Stung by thorn and choked by leaf.
He not great like Chuffy am,
Now come fūck me little lamb!"

Double move to be adjacent to the music (which I'm assuming is that harpy-like thing).

"Oo, pretty music! Reta come join pretty singer and dance to pretty music!"

Odd, sleepy look in her eyes Reta starts moving towards the singer, who is very near anyway.

"Shut up, Chuffy! You make me no hear beautiful song!"

yes. Kn: Nature for more details

"SQUEEEE!!! SQUEEE SQUEE!!"

Squealy Nord stands over his goblin companion, snuffling at him, trying to get him awake.

perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
He pulls out a stick that he's seen Poog use before... and it isn't the one with the scorched tip, and looks up at Mogmurch.

KN Nature: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Other gobo so stupid. Singing is not even good. Not like time Mogmurch ate the longshanks dry beans. Made lots of music that night.

Mogmurch eyes how far it is to hit is target.

Bomb w/ Mutagen out of range, Reflex Save DC 15: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 11 - 2 = 22
Bomb damage (fire) DC 15: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (5, 4) + 3 = 12

Precise bombs: Whenever the alchemist throws a bomb, he can select a number of squares equal to his Intelligence modifier that are not affected by the splash damage from his bombs. If the bomb misses, this discovery has no effect.

Exclude Reta and Chuffy's squares.

Explosive bomb*: The alchemist's bombs now have a splash radius of 10 feet rather than 5 feet. Creatures that take a direct hit from an explosive bomb catch fire, taking 1d6 points of fire damage each round until the fire is extinguished. Extinguishing the flames is a full-round action that requires a Reflex save. Rolling on the ground provides the target with a +2 to the save. Dousing the target with at least 2 gallons of water automatically extinguishes the flames.

The bird-woman starts on fire, as Mogmurch's bomb hits her. With a screech, she dives at Mogmurch, trailing smoke behind her as her feathers scorch.

fly by attack on Mogmurch w/ morningstar: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20 damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Captivation goes 1 more round

Party is up!

Chuffy rushes after his beau.

"Lovely siren, don't leave me!
You and I were meant to be.
Voice is best I've ever heard.
Me not care you're longshanks bird.

"Want to hear you sing all day,
Want you in another way.
You are groovy kind of chick -
Come back here and suck my..." just as he reaches the song's conclusion. Chuffy manages to shake off the funny feelings he's been having for the floating woman.

"Who the fūck are you, ugly bïtch?" he asks, looking around for cover.

A look of pure rage and hatred comes over Mogmurch's face. "You hit me bird thingy longshanks thingy. You hit ME! I make you go BOOOMS. Watch you light on fire. Roast truffles in the flames as your body burns to ash. Then maybe Mogmurch eat a wing. More breast gobo though."

Mogmurch takes a step back, and flings yet another bomb on her, excluding squares that pigs or goblins occupy.

Bomb w/ Mutagen: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12 jerkface dice
Splash damage: 3 = 3

Brun damage b/c she is still on fire: 1d6 ⇒ 5

reflex DC15: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Squealy stands guard over Poog, ready to attack anyone who attacks him.

Reta runs towards Isidra, hoping for a hug.

Poog naps.

Isidra then starts singing again.
Chuffy Will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Reta Will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Squealy and Mogmurch are immune, but Chuffy and Reta hear their true love singing again.

Got to see her burn. Make fire so pretty. Each feather alight in fire, beautiful fire.

Pants bulging at the though of her wings on fire, Mogmurch throws another bomb.

Bomb w/ Mutagen: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27
Bomb damage (fire) DC 15: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (3, 5) + 3 = 11

Because she is still on fire Burn: 1d6 ⇒ 1 Yo momma so fat, when she turns around, people give her a welcome back party!

What that sound? Oh, Chuffy singing again. Guess that mean he trynna play giggle pokes again. Why now? We getting bestest truffles. Maybe Reta bored again.

Want to hear you sing all day,
Want you in another way.
You are groovy kind of chick -
Come back here and suck my..

Hey, why Chuffy stop singing? That my favorite part. It make me miss Wise Mummy Sprattleharsh

Soooo well done on the songs, mate!

In my head I said that with an Australian accent too.

Sounds Australian in my head, too. ;-) Oh, and this post four down from yours. Ah, so foul-minded we gamers.

1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23ref: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
the creature (which mogmurch failed to ID), starts flapping around, pAtting herself down. She manages to get the flames out. And does not fall in the process. one residual round on the captivation

Party is up.

Why they not wake me up? Tap me with sugar stick! Poog know Chuffy and Moogie wanna stick it in Poog's ear. Would be better than laying here on ground when giggle pokes is happening somewhere...

"Nooo, why you go away!?" Reta cries, sprinting after Isidra. "Reta your bestest fan. Reta will wear shirt with picture on it, and shake head in mosh pit. Reta will let pretty singer do giggle pokes in backstage! Don't gooooo!"

Ugh, why she not die? I want her to burn, but so not burning anymore.

"Longshank woman with wings, Mogmurch wants you to burn. You look so pretty burning. Just let it burn and it be all over."

Once again, the small goblin launches a bomb at the winged creature.

Bomb: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
Bomb damage (fire) DC 15: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (4, 4) + 3 = 11

Exclude goblins and pigs.

The harpy is hit with Mogmurch's final bomb attack (that's four total bombs thrown in this combat, from my count. Did you use any in the challenges?)

The singing has stopped, and the goblins come to their senses. Squealy Nord looks at the goblins like he is going to gore them if they don't heal his master.

Chuffy saunters back over to where the feathered siren is.

"Why you go away again?
Don't you want to be my friend?
Singing lovely melody,
So you fall in love with me.

"Come back here you juicy thing -
Stroke my prick, me stroke your wing.
Want you best and want you worst
Stick it in you, pimples burst!"

Chuffy bursts one his pimples for emphasis. The familiar feeling of seeping puss brings the goblin back to his senses.

Is the [redacted] dead? Squealy Nord's post kind of hinted that, just want to clarify...

Poog shudders involuntarily as his subconscious is flooded with un-checked visuals of Chuffy in giggle-pokey positions and pimples bursting like a longshanks fireworks show.

Oh Zarongel, my mighty master. Me going to burn them all if they don't wake me up with band-aid stick.

No bombs in trails, used 4/7 in this encounter.

The <redacted> is dead. She spiraled into the ground, smouldering, after Mogmurch's last bomb.

The goblins stare in awe as the winged female spirals into the ground, feathers and hair burning. None of the three even notice that Poog is not moving.

Watching <redacted> fall to the ground and burn, Mogmurch sits cross-legged on the ground, head tilted to one side. He pulls a truffle from the ground, and begins to munch on it.

Ahhh so pretty to see it burn, burn burn. I could watch that all day

Suddenly from behind, he feels the wet snout of Squealy on his back.

Ah yes, the great and powerful Poog. Me no know how to work magic stick, guess still need great chieftain Poog. Ashole

Walking over to Poog, Mogmurch takes out a rusty-lid glass jar. Attempting to unscrew the lid, and failing, Mogmurch walks over to a rock and busts the lid on it. He walks over to Poog, opens his mouth and props a ting in side. HE then tips the liquid down his throat. Once finished, the throws the glass jar which explodes on a random tree in the forest.

There, all done. Now we go home and eat more truffles?

Potion of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Potion of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Mogmurch survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Mogmurch digs around the tree a bit, and manages to pull out a truffle. It seems to taste a little different than he is used to, but, then again, he usually gets them in truffle cakes!

You still don't have enough truffles for you feast. Plus, you wonder, what is up in the silo where the bird-lady came from?

actually, Mogmurch can use the happy stick, unless you are saying that Poog never gave him the command word?

Chuffy shakes his head to clear out the cobwebs and the sound of singing. "Chuffy kind of misses her now she's dead," he notes forlornly, "Ah well, let's go see what was in that silo of hers. Poogie, you can fix yourself, right?"

Chuffy waits until his priest has fixed himself, and then he'll quietly and sneakily head up to the grain silo to look for treasures. Then he'll burn it to the ground.

Poog sits up, nearly gagging on the liquid as it is poured down his throat. He looks around with bewildered eyes, too in sick to feel the pain from the bearing he took from the vine.

As he spins, he catches sight of the burning (redacted). He freezes, captivated by the beauty of the sight.

"Mogmurch. Zarongel like you, you know." he says, still transfixed by the burning creature

"He tell me when me almost dead. You make..." poog gets chocked up as he speaks, a tear coming to his eye, "such pretty fire..."

*sniffel*

"Almost as good as me." Poog says, instantaneously reverting to his non-emotional state and patting the goblin on the back

clw wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
clw wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
clw wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
clw wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
clw wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

anyone else need healing?

With a few waves of his wand, Poog is as good as new. He pats himself down and reaches for his prized wand of fireball...

"WHO STEAL POOGS WAND! GIVE IT BACK NOW OR POOG BURN YOU LIKE PRETTY FEATHER THING!"

eventually, some time later

Poog stands next to Chuffy as they watch the silo burn, after all the treasures have been removed from it.

*sniff*

"Zarongel love chuffy, you know... He told me when...."

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When the goblins climb up to Isidra’s nest and root around, they can find the stash of treasure collected from the harpy’s previous victims. The items are in a leather satchel hidden beneath some straw and limbs. In the
satchel are the following items: a piece of polished red coral (worth 200 gp), a rolled-up portrait of an old man and his dog (worth 50 gp), a jade egg (worth 150 gp), a potion of fruitilisciousness, a scroll of detect undead, a magic scroll of scribbles, a wand of shatter (12 charges), and a box containing incense of good smelling.

Poog Spellcraft potion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Mogmurch alchemy potion: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
Poog Spellcraft scroll 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Poog Spellcraft scroll 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Poog Spellcraft wand: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Poog Spellcraft incense: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

(obviously the silly names of the items are what Poog and/or Mogmurch might come up with -- when they fail their rolls)

The truffle hunt requires survival checks... make 'em if you want to dig in the dirt with Squealy!

Down on all fours, <Mgmurch begins to shuffle around, snorting and grunting.

Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Reta weeps over her passed-away idol. "NOOO! Why you stop singing! Reta your bestest fan! Reta be your fan forever. Reta always carry piece of pretty singer in Reta's soul (or bag)!" And with true dedication, Reta starts swinging her dogslicer, aiming at Isidra's neck. While Reta is strong for a goblin, she does not quite pack the punch to remove the head with one chop. But where one chop fails, ten does it just fine (even if a couple hit Isidra in the face).

Triumphantly Reta raises Isidra's head, and gives it a wet, sloppy kiss. Rubbing her cheeck against Isidra's cheek, she murmurs softly: "Now Reta and pretty singer be together forever... Reta never forget you."

"What? Oh truffles? Mogmurch not eat all alone, Reta will make sure!" With new priorities, Reta tosses the head into her bag to accompany her other memorabilia and sprints to search for the truffles.

Survival, untrained: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

Survival assist: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8 -- I take it we can assist with this, yeah?

Chuffy starts helping Squealy Nord out with the truffle hunt, but the pimply goblin quickly grows bored and starts squishing facial craters instead. "Hey Squealy! Did you see that? That's what I call a 'Poog Blaster'. It shot out at least... erm... five thousand feet!"

Eventually, Chuffy sits on the ground and starts moaning about how dull this is. He then notices the potion labelled 'potion of fruitiliciousness'. It sounds good, so he takes a sip to see if it truly is a nice tasting potion, or if Poogie and Moggie just got it wrong again.

Chuffy perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Poog smiles in satisfaction at the haul they pulled in from the harpy's nest. He takes the wand of shatter and places it in his pocket.

"Poog gonna shatter whoever stole his wand of big booms..." he gives the evil eye to the other three goblins.

Seriously though... probably better to spread that out, don't actually give it back. Poog won't actually kill you Moogie. :) Probably not anyways...

Packing the incense, the baubles and the scrolls in his pack, he hops on Squealy's back and starts hunting for truffles.

Poog Survival, untrained: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Squealy has scent, but no survival skill. Not sure how that works...

Survival: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 172d6 ⇒ (6, 6) = 12

Squealy Nord digs around in the dirt for a while, so that he and Poog come up with a dozen truffles. Reta also comes up with one, as does Mogmurch. So, you have plenty to make your beloved truffle-cakes!

The team heads back to their cave.