We Be All Four Goblins! A PFS Goblining Adventure (Inactive)

Game Master James Martin

Mogmurch tries to avoid the trampling creature, leaping out of its way.

reflex save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Poog attempts to sidestep the trample

Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Taking half damage - Poog then drinks his elixir of fire breathing and aims at the monster

FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE, Reflex DC 13: 4d6 ⇒ (4, 3, 4, 6) = 17

Reta walks around the icky statue, then moves close opposite Chuffy. As she walks, she changes to her sword.

attack, flanking: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 9 + 2 = 21
damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Reflex: 1d20 ⇒ 18

Poog's fiery breath glances off the effigy, while Reta hacks into it! It lets out a sound like the hiss of steam and swings at Reta and Chuffy!

Slam vs Reta: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10 for 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9 damage!
Slam vs Chuffy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11 for 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 damage!

Another firework goes off! 1-Reta, 2-Chuffy, 3-Mog: 1d3 ⇒ 3 Mogmurch gets another firework in his face! Firework, boom!: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 2) = 3 Reflex DC 15 for half!

Goblins are up!

reflex dc 15: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Mogmurch takes the full brunt of the firework... and laughs at its pitiful effect. "That be worstest fireworks ever! Bah!"

He lobs another carefully aimed bomb at the effigy, somehow missing Reta and Chuffy with its effect.

ranged touch to hit: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
dmg if hits: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (4, 4) + 3 = 11

He jumps with glee at the explosion. "Now THAT how you make fire!"

Chuffy stands still and watches the humongo thing swing and miss both he and the much slower and clumsier Reta "Woah, this thing just look cool, can't hit us little goblin Chiefs!"

He smiles a green toothy smile, stows his hand crossbow and goes back to stabbin'
Stab + Flank n Sneak: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 10 + 2 = 211d4 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + (4, 1) = 9

Reta keeps slicing and dicing with a smile, relying on the distraction from Chuffy.

attack, flanking: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 2 = 27
damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Poog breathes MORE FIRE getting huffed and ouffed up on fire oil.

Its the good stuff.

FIRE BREATHING: 4d4 ⇒ (4, 1, 4, 2) = 11

Mogmurch's bomb strikes the effigy square in the center of its mass, while Chuffy and Reta hack at it and Poog breathes fire! It wavers for a moment, clearly overwhelmed by the goblin onslaught and you hear, as if from a long way away, a ghostly female goblin voice shout "CURSE YOU ALL! I'LL GET YOU MY PRETTIES, IF IT'S THE LAST THING...OH IT IS THE LAST THING I DID. I ALWAYS EXPECTED I'D DIE CHOKING ON ONE OF YOUR BONES... SONUVA..." as the voice fades away to nothing.

As the smoke clears and it becomes apparent that the effigy is destroyed, goblins begin to slink from hiding holes and collectively, cheer their chieftains!

Any last Goblin-y speeches, oh mighty chiefs?

Any last Goblin-y speeches, oh mighty chiefs?

that sounds ominous... last speeches? either we're about to die, or that's the end of the scenario?

"We be mightiest chiefs ever!"

Reta does a little happy dance, with the biggest scary grin she's ever made.

Chuffy pulls out his blade from the... belly? Of the beast, watching it fall with a puff of dust and a ghostly echo of someone? OOO we did it King we did it!

Looking around and seeing the rest of his little chieftains not having much of anything to say, Chuffy figures this his best chance to secure as many of the surviving goblins as his own personal allies. He climbs atop the highest point of the corpse... the large kettle belly. And clears his throat "Goblin whelps! Hear me.. KING CHUFFY! Bow before us, you owe your sad, grubby, boring selves to ME... er us..." He mumbles the last 'us' bit in a much quieter tone before continuing.

"Now get up, wipe them ugly booger faces off, AND FIX THIS PARTY I'M STARVING FOR TRUFFLES!!!" Diplomacy: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (1) - 2 = -1 Perfectly fitting for Chuffy!

Poog dances and sets the effigy on fire!

Poog Say Zarongel is the best - and Poog the general rules the rest! He smiles a big toothy smile and takes a bird in his mouth and crunches its bones.

BIRDCRUNCHERS!...CRUNCH!

The goblins seem confused by Chuffy's call to royalism, but they definitely agree with Poog's command to CRUNCH! With a whooping cry, the festival begins anew and this time, no truffle thieves or possessed statues can stop it!

Thus ends our Goblin saga. What the future holds for the Birdcruncher chiefs, who can say? But for now, they live on in legend and infamy and that shall be enough for now.

Please confirm the PFS # you'd like me to report this session to. I should be sending out chronicles later today, fate willing.

Once again, thank you all for playing and for seeing this whole shebang through!