Tarandil waits for the fog to drop, readying himself to cast a sleep spell when it does.
Keeping quiet and breathing softly, Dasim stands poised and ready for the fog to lift before he moves in to engage the creature.
The large creature stomps on the ground in frustration as he reaches out trying to find an enemy. "Come on, quit your hidin'! You scared of Grog!?"
As soon as the fog drops Dasim steps up and strikes out with his spear and follows that up with a swift kick toward the big humanoids gut.
Tarandil casts a sleep spell on the large creature when the fog dissipates, a bit surprised as he finishes to find the goblins ran.
Tarandil's spell washes over the half-ogre. Is eyelids start to droop but it roars as it shakes off the magic. Dasim on the other hand takes the opportunity to bring the giant to its final sleep with both the spear and the kick landing telling blows.
Magmoria moves towards the enemy, her stout cudgel smacking it in the gut.
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Mags stikes squarely in the gut but the force behind it wasn't enough for him to even react .
He begins to laugh at the puny creatures when he's cut off by the grease appearing at his feat. He starts to slip and slide but catches himself before falling over.
Rrath steps up with a roar as he flies into a rage and lays into the big fella with a mighty swing of his axe.
Bursting from the crypt doorway, Rrath cuts down the half-ogre before he can recover from slipping in the grease. There is a scream of terror as the goblins flee from their hiding spots nearby into the wilderness as their boss is slain.
Caught in the center of the spray zone of Rrath's furious attack, Dasim simply blinks for a few seconds as blood drips from his face. Hearing the terror filled screams of the fleeing goblins, he lowers his spear and begins trying to wipe the gore from his face only to realize his clothes are just as soaked.
"Well that appears to be that." He says with a shrug and grin toward Rrath. "Since it seems I am now in serious need of a bath, what say we head back into town?"
Aye, so long as we don't need t'chase down those gobbies.
Apparently this half ogre hasn't had much success in robbing people. Ziyad finds a small bag with five gold pieces in it but little else. The adventures head back down the road to town. The surrounding peacefulness is a stark contrast to their recent experiences at the tomb.
Tarandil casts a prestidigitation spell on Dasim to clean up the blood.
"My friend, part of being a bard is all about style and presentation, even on a moment's notice."
He pauses, a bit concerned. "Shouldn't we pursue those goblins? We thought they had infested the tomb but they had been casing it to ambush us. It seems very suspicious that goblins would be watching abandoned tombs in hopes of waylaying travelers unlike our friendly bandits watching the roads."
"Thank you my friend. That is much better." Dasim says to Tarandil. "Now I won't have to worry about frightening the village children when we get back."
When the bard mentions the goblins, Dasim shrugs. "Now that I'm not covered in half-ogre gore, I'm willing to try and track the little critters. But I might suggest we wait until morning. They've already a good start on us, and they do know how to use darkness to hide or set ambushes."
Mags looks over the tracks of the little creatures as she speaks.
"Could they have been following us? Or maybe there is more to this tomb than we first suspected?"
Survival (Track):
It doesn't take much to follow the fleeing goblins. After fifteen minutes you come across goblins in a makeshift camp stuffing "valuables" into sacks.
Spotting the goblins, Dasim slips back into the brush to consult with the others in a quiet whisper. "Looks like just the two getting ready to run. Capture, kill, or let 'em go?"
I will gladly chop 'em!
The goblins seem unaware of your approach.
Nodding in understanding, Dasim gathers himself to charge into the glade and strike the goblins down. Unfortunately he suddenly remembers his master preaching something about not using his skills against the weak or harmless. The time it takes to shake off the memory and remember that those goblins have probably earned their doom many times over causes him to be just a few steps behind the others as they rush the unsuspecting creatures.
Rrath moves in 30 feet and throws a hand axe at the goblin not on fire.
Tarandil spouts insults at the nearest goblin while lacing them with magical energy.
Both goblins are quick to react to their pursuers but the one is easy to goad into anger. As he hops away from the fire conjured from Ziyad he is hit full force by the magic from Tarandil.
The other manages to dodge all the attacks from Rrath and Dasim.
Mags, seeing the goblins sprinting away from the confrontation, conjures up a powerful blast of thunder and hurls it at the fleeing creature. (will move so she is within 15' of the creature)
Attack: (CON Save vs. DC-15)
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The goblin is slammed by the thunder from Magmoira and torn apart as the pieces are flung away from the group.
Once again, the goblin dances out of the fire. This time he lunges at Dasim before scurrying away.
Tarandil shouts another slew of insults at the fleeing goblin.
Rrath chases down and swings his axe at the fleeing goblin.
Easily ducking the goblin's desperate attack, Dasim gives chase with Rrath and lashes out with his spear to try and bring the creature down.
Seeing his partner die let's the goblin ignore Tarandil's insults. The goblin jumps aside as Rrath's axe cleaves the air where the goblin once stood. Unfortunately for him this leaves him directly in the path of Dasim's spear which slices a huge gash along its side.
The follow up strike goes wide as the goblin twists out of the way.
Seeing the creature getting away, Mags surges forward with her enchanted staff and strikes at the fleeing beast.
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