We Be Goblins part Uno and Duex! (Inactive)

Game Master Freddy Honeycutt

The chains are curled in places and it might take an intelligence check of knowledge check to know how long the chains are.

Intelligence Check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

Int Check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (13) - 2 = 11
Sure that the chains are short enough Cruncher charges forward at one of the dogs.
Pa: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18Damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

The entire floor plan....
The Whole Enchillada

You guess the chains are about 20-feet-long

Glooper keeps his distance (trying to stay at 30ft) for range support as he notices Cruncher charging in. The moment either dog attacks his partner, Glooper will fire.

Gooot yourrr back.

Ranged Attack(vs. Touch AC): 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 = 181d10 ⇒ 7

Tindertwig views the rush by Cruncher as a grand opportunity!

He decides to gather up some of the thickest patches of moss, algae and vines, placing them inside his shirt for holding.

knowledge nature: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

He is looking for thick and slow-burning patches!

Tindertwig then will attempt to--stealthily--climb up to the 'chimney'.

stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (14) + 16 = 30

climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Intelligence Check: 1d20 ⇒ 3

BLIKX casually strolls behind his charging compatriot, confident the nasty doggies can't get to him.

"Hahahahastupidsmellydoggiesallchaineduphahahahahaha!"

A smoking stovepipe chimney extends up from the ship's highest point above.

Tindertwig looks like he is attempting to reach the 'smoking stovepipe'.

Once he is there he begins to stuff the pipe with the moss and such
that he gathered from the deck, creating a backdraft of smoke inside!

craft traps: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

He also stays aware of any potential threats!

perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14

If he notices any other Gobos watching him,
then he will smile and wave!

Kaboom!

A dog dies!

"I'm gonna kill a doooooggie! I'm gonna kill a dooooooggie!" Gretcha sings, skipping forward and flinging a sling bullet at the remaining mongrel.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Damage: 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Glim sneaks to within 30' and tosses a shuriken at the other dog.

Stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (14) + 16 = 30
Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Damage: 1d1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Confirm Critical: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Critical Damage: 1d1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Two dead dogs and some very loud noises as well!

Smoke rolls out of the cabin from the trap that a goblin crafted, though as of yet no one has opened that door.

Glooper stares at the door for a moment.

Nottt it.

Boom and Crack
Dogs make goblin snack

Glim listens at the door.
Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

The main deck of the shipwreck is cluttered with objects
both natural and artificial. Thick swaths of leafy vines grow
over the deck, and shiny green patches of algae and moss
grow where the vines do not. The central cabin's roof has
a wide edge, creating a canopied walkway along the ship's
sides. A flight of steps up to the roof of the ship's main cabin,
the entrance to which is blocked by a door decorated by a
large number of rodent and bird skulls. A smoking stovepipe
chimney extends up from the ship's highest point above.

Glim hears a fire and a gurgling noise inside the room.....

Any windows?

Tindertwig, once satisfied that his trap is working,
sneaks down toward the back of the ship to see if
there is another entrance.

stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (16) + 16 = 32

perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14

BLIKX drops to his hands and knees and starts collecting objects from the deck, and stuffing them into his pack.

Port holes too small for even goblins and a room full of smoke can be seen from the outside........

Check for traps on the door.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Glim finds no traps and opens the door revealing the room beyond.....

The smoke filled room...

This room is a blood-splattered chamber of horror. Dead rodents, snakes, and birds have been variously nailed, tied, and hung around the walls.

At the far end of the room, a large cauldron bubbles over an iron stove set against the aft wall, its stovepipe chimney extending up through the ceiling.

A bloody burlap sack sits on the floor next to the stove. The center of the room contains a long, rickety table surrounded by chairs that contain several grisly decorations—a whole family of skeletal goblins, their bones bleached white and bound together by reeds and twine.

"All that meat sure makes me hungry." Glim says.

He looks at the skeletons. "Oh look, target practice."

He throws a shuriken at the nearest skeleton.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Damage: 1d1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

The dry skull explodes into powdery white dust.....like on a donut.

Others actions?

Tindertwig--beginning to get bored up top--
climbs down the side of the boat.

climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

He will sneak to the entrance,
shortbow armed and ready to pierce something!

As Tindertwig starts to climb dirtbag spots something and alerts him to what is possibly the biggest and ugliest dog he has ever seen coming his way!

And this one has no chain!

Tindertwig poops his pants!...

...he then raises his bow!

shortbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 121d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Help! There bees a devil back here!

"Diedoggiediediedie!!"

BLiKX waits for the slobberbeast to get close, then blasts it!

Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Gretcha takes one look at the dog, screams, then runs and finds something to hide behind, attempting to shoot it with her sling as she does so.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Damage: 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2

The dog dodges the two normal missles, though Blixx is able to hit the dog with a shot.

The dog Dog attacks Tindertwig!

@Tindertwig
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Damage 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

And attempts to Shake the crap out of him

Trip attempt

"You are up!

BLIKX reloads his broomstick.

"Yagonnadiedoggiedogdiediedie!"

AAAAAAIEEEEEEE!!
Cruncher Sprints across the deck of the ship with his axe raised high...
Charging PA: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20Damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

A goblin turd flies out of Tindertwigs pant leg as Cruncher charges, the turd is smashed under Cruncher's large floppy foot, un-detered Cruncher lets the dog have it with his axe!

The dog is injured but still alive and angry!

Who else wants some?

Tindertwig--with fresh poop in his pants!--
backs up 5' and aims another arrow at the devil!

shortbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 181d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

This be the end of mees!
Dirtbag, yous be alone now!

Glim runs in and charges at the dog's flank!

Attack: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 2 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 1

In the history of sneak attacks Glim makes the worst one ever.....

And Tindertwig has some sort of irritable bowel syndrome....

The dog dislikesTindertwigs flavor and attacks Glim instead

@Glimm
bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 181d6 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

You are up!

did I hit the devil?

Cruncher continues his assault. EEEEWIE, THERZ ICKY STICKY IN MY TOES!
Pa: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17Damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Yes Tindertwig hit the dog, but it looks like Cruncher is going to claim the kill!

As long as it is dead!...lol!

Tindertwig watches as the Devil is split apart by Cruncher's Ax.

He sighs and sits down in his own puddle!

Mees no feels good. Mees need a vacation!

Tindertwig takes out a vial and drinks it.

potion of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Tindertwig takes Dirtbag, licks him,
and rises back to his feet with a grin!

"Surprise?" Glim mumbles weakly before passing out in a heap on the deck. Goblin blood pools around him from a sizable dog bite.

BLIKX raises his boomstick to blast the slobberbeast, only to see the slobberbeast is dead...

"AwwwwIonlygottablastitonetimenotfairnotfairnotfair!"

As someone checks the kitchen a goblin heart and arm are boiling on top the stove and a bag containing the remainder of Scribbleface is on the floor.

Tindertwig enters the boat,
peering around for any evidence of who may actually live here!

perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

Tinder curses Vorka the canibal must live here!

Tindertwig--slowly--backs away from the stew pot!

Mees thinking that Vorka be eatsing here!

Roll to stabilize: 1d20 + 0 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 0 - 1 = 12

Gretcha! You fixez Glim?

"Never liked Glim much," Gretcha mutters, but she stomps over and tries to heal him anyway.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

2 spells left, if I'm counting right.