"Ameiko!" Masdok stands up and puts his arms out to try to stop her; he puts a hand on each of her shoulders. "He'll be there tomorrow. You need to rest." he says, looking earnestly into her eyes.
In the back of his mind, he wonders what's gotten into himself.
As Masdok's hands steady and hold her upright, she puts a hand to her head. "Ow... Ok. Tomorrow will be soon enough. I suppose I do need rest, even with the healing. I will lay back down, I think." She sways dizzily and has to rely on his help to get back to her bed. Still, her decision to force some answers from her half-brother seems to have given her some solace and she does indeed rest, as she promised.
Grulyn's inquiries of the children bring peals of laughter. "That old smith is a mean one! Did he tell you off, Master Dwarf?" But they don't even wait for a response, scampering off as they sing their song again.
The town falls into a somber silence as the sun slips below the horizon, the news of Lonjiku's death at Tsuto's hands having shaken the town to it's very foundation. The night passes uneventfully, though with many goods and gold changing hands. The Heroes make out well, as the shops are still offering them a 20% discount on new gear.
In the morning, Shalelu Andosana is waiting in the common room of the Rusty Dragon. She has a few others with her.
"Father Zantus said you need guidance to Thistletop. I can take you there, it is only a few hours journey from the town. I found these two looking for the rest of their party near there. This other I warned of the goblin activity in the area and he offered his aid."
He seems far too relaxed to be properly Chelaxian, not seeming to worry about having a position above those around him. Seeking instead to be a part of the current community, to help everyone feel like they belong together.
The third seems at ease, waving to the group with what seems an honest smile on his face. "Hello! I'm Arcallius Vestalis, but you can call me Arc, instead, if you like. Yes, I volunteered to help this community with their goblin problem. Seems something I can do to help make their lives a little brighter and easier." His eyes pop wider and his mouth agape, before he transitions. "But you probably want to know something about how I can help with that, don't you? Deadeye's gifted me a small talent with a bow, and some knowledge of the natural world around us. That and a positive attitude can solve more problems than you might think. Bow's not always required, of course."
"I'll come with you when you talk to him, if I can. " Masdok offers to Ameiko
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Masdok eyes the newcomers uncertainly. He shrugs "Seems fine "
A halfling is sitting at a table with a woman of mixed elvish blood. His head turns to regard the group when Shalelu introduces them. Cade takes a big gulp from his mug and sets it down on the table and stands up.
Nodding slightly he takes another drink and walks towards the group, his black traveling coat does little to hide the elegant rapier hanging by his hip. The early morning light catches on the chain links that lye under his white shirt.
Good morning. I am Cade Goodbarrel and this is Talia. The rest of our group got separated when we went looking for Thistletop. It is our hope that they just got lost and are safe but that knowledge will have to wait till a later time. The need to investigate the Goblins is too great to put off any longer. If you are willing...
Cade motions towards Talia...
we would like to tag along...if you do not mind?
The halfling takes another drink from his mug.
Simflay looks on quietly as Shalelu introduces the three strangers to the group.
"Holy Desna," she thinks to herself, "I know I left home in search of new ... new... well, everything really, but this is a bit sudden."
Swallowing down a flash of discomfort, she speaks.
"Yes, umm, hello. I am Simflay. Uh, Seabreeze. That is, my name is Simflay Seabreeze. There seem to be quite a lot of goblins about here. Other things too. And all of them menacing Sandpoint for some reason. So we would be glad to have your help, if you care to give it."
Grulyn nods to Arcallius. "Good to meet ye Arc. For the business in hand we are in need of a good hunters. Stock up on them arrows. Were we are going ye might need everyone of them."
Turning to the other two. "Ah am sorry for yer lost friends. Maybe if Torag wills it, we will find them again."
"Master Cade is it?, Ye any good with that fancy toothpick on ye hip? The only halflings ah have known that wore weapons like that, were skilled in the arts of .... getting into things. Do you have them skills? Gobbies could have traps out and someone with those skills would be very useful."
"And ye Lady Talia what be yer story?"
Grulyn nods to their stories.
"Me name is Grulyn, I hail from Janderhoff. I was a miner back then for many years, until Torag took a shine to me it appears. Now I strive to be one of Torag's champions."
"Let me buy or refill yer drinks so me may give a toast to the open road and remember those that we may have lost."
"As you will, Grulyn. It is good to spend some time just getting a feel for each other. Not that that one," indicating Masdok, "seems interested in sharing." The easy smile returns with the gesture, and stays put barring a strong response.
As they wait for the new round, he turns back to Simflay. "You're more unusual than most." He changes languages, continuing in Sylvan with barely a pause. "Is this your native tongue, or are you more elemental? Or something else entirely and I'm just guessing poorly? Regardless, things must be worse than Shalelu described for you to walk among us so openly. If you would help these, how could I not?"
Talia pauses from eating a meal for two and looks over the newcomers. ""We've been blundering about fixing various problems around here. Then we were going to set off for the Gobbo hole when we had a big breakup. Arguments over who gets the children, and who gets the tea service and all that."
She drains her mug of tea and continues her not very serious recounting, "So that left me and Cade to do it all and he's not big enough to hide behind. He hits things and has a wonderful dog. I pick locks and find traps. Going to learn some magic soon though."
She stops and looks at you all curiously. "So what do you do?"
So much talking Masdok thinks to himself. Arcallius's comment earns a grunt. "Not much to share " he mutters.
"I stab things." Masdok says simply.
Grulyn nods to Masdok "Aye laddie ye do that well, very well."
He then responds to Talia "As fer me, I am a simple champion of Torag. And I find me self here to root out this evil, by Torag's blessing."
"Yes, umm, hello. I am Simflay. Uh, Seabreeze. That is, my name is Simflay Seabreeze. There seem to be quite a lot of goblins about here. Other things too. And all of them menacing Sandpoint for some reason. So we would be glad to have your help, if you care to give it."
A pleasure to make your acquaintance lady Seabreeze.
"Master Cade is it?, Ye any good with that fancy toothpick on ye hip? The only halflings ah have known that wore weapons like that, were skilled in the arts of .... getting into things. Do you have them skills? Gobbies could have traps out and someone with those skills would be very useful."
Cade smiles brightly and nods.
There is more to this...toothpick than meets the eye. As for me...I drink, gamble and of course fight.
"Let me buy or refill yer drinks so me may give a toast to the open road and remember those that we may have lost."[/b]
That would be most welcome and I thank you Grulyn.
As they wait for the new round, he turns back to Simflay. "You're more unusual than most."
Simflay looks slightly chagrined and pulls her cloak in around her, covering herself up from the neck down. Her hair shifts slightly as if blown by a breeze.
He changes languages, continuing in Sylvan with barely a pause. "Is this your native tongue, or are you more elemental? Or something else entirely and I'm just guessing poorly? Regardless, things must be worse than Shalelu described for you to walk among us so openly. If you would help these, how could I not?"
Her look shifts from slightly distressed to puzzled as Arc speaks in Sylvan. She glances about the rest of the group as if to check if he is speaking to someone else. When it is clear that he was speaking to her she softly replies... "I am sorry, but I do not understand what you just said."
Talia nods as the others tell what they do. When Cade starts antagonizing Simflay she sighs. "Don't mind Cade. He gets twitchy if he hasn't annoyed someone recently."
She gives Cade a meaningful look, but remembering the arguments he'd had with previous party members doubts it will penetrate.
Ameiko enters the room and waves a lukewarm greeting. She looks better than she did last night, though she is far from looking her best. Her face is still swollen from weeping and injury. Her bruises have begun to heal, yellowing around the edges. But her eyes hold a steely determination. She wears red leather armor as well as a gleaming rapier on her hip.
"Sheriff Hemlock has still not returned. He will probably want to send Tsuto to Magnimar for trial when he returns, but I mean to have my answers from him before that. Masdok, you said you wanted to come with me. I'm ready to go now. The rest of you are welcome too." She doesn't wait for acceptance but walks steadily to the door and exits with purpose.
She makes her way to the jail and opens the door with a show of force that causes it to rebound against the jamb with a loud crash. The guard falls off his chair as he tips backward, startled by the sudden noise. "Hey what's the big i--- Oh, Lady Kaijitsu. I wasn't asleep, I swear."
She ignores his protestations, "I would visit my brother, consider yourself relieved." He doesn't argue and makes a hasty retreat as Ameiko faces off with Tsuto through the bars of his cell.
"Well, good morning, sis. You look like you could use some more beauty rest."
Ameiko sneers at his casual greeting. "Don't think this iron will protect you. I can have you out of there and strung up from the nearest tree in minutes. All I have to do is say the word."
Tsuto gives a slight shudder as he looks at those gathering around her in support. "Hmmm, I see. What can I do for you?"
"You can tell me why you've done this! I know you despised our father but I never thought you could murder him! But the good people of this town never harmed you. Why should you want to harm them?" She asked, the confusion clear on her face.
Tsuto clams up at this question and crosses his arms with a stubborn set to his jaw. "Oh no, you will answer me, damn you!" Ameiko cries and begins to cast a spell. Tsuto looks alarmed at first and then settles into a dazed calm, blinking placidly at you all.
"Now answer my question." She commanded. Tsuto shrugged. "I don't really care what happens to the town. But father's workers weren't so innocent. You knew he partnered with the Sczarni, right? That's how I was able to blackmail him to arrange for the North Gate to be left open and the ladder so I could sneak into the graveyard the night of the festival. Oh and your father killed our mother, of course. But I've told you that before."
A look of anguish crosses Ameiko's face. "No, that was a lie! Or it's what you believe, but it isn't the truth."
Tsuto smiles and nods. "I did believe it, yes. But I could never prove it, of course. But the Szcarni alliance, I could. So dear old Dad had to do as I asked. But he admitted to me that he killed her. He wanted me to know before he died. 'I killed your whore of a mother. Just a quick shove off the back porch. She gave the sweetest scream while she fell. I wish you could have heard it, you half-breed bastard.' Those were his last words."
Ameiko covers her mouth in shock and sags against Masdok, catching hold of his arm to keep from falling. "I need to sit down." She says in a daze. After a few moments she composes herself and looks to your group. "The spell will affect him for some time. Do you have any questions you want to ask?"
Going with the group, as it seems an opportunity to learn more, Arc finds himself hanging back, watching a show. He has no idea what the others know or think they need to know. No idea what sorts of questions ought to be asked.
Seeing a chance to be useful, he helps Ameiko to a seat.
Cade keeps his ever present smile on his face as he looks to Talia.
What exactly did I say that was annoying? Was it "A pleasure to make your acquaintance" or was it the more scandals..."Lady Seabreeze"? I personally do not see anything there that might be construed as annoying.
Cade shakes his head in confusion.
Any time I wish to annoy someone I go above and beyond to make sure it is an original piece. Not just some form of greeting.
The young halfling has a playful smile on his face.
Truly you wound me deeply with such accusations.
Haveing some concern first at what Ameiko was going to do to her brother. Grulyn goes with her to see him, incase she tries something she might regret later.
Concern floods over Grulyn when Ameiko casts a spell
Not knowing what it could be and before he could decided whether or not to stop her the spell goes off and he sees the effect. Which relaxes him greatly.
"What is the name of yer love who wants to remove her celestial taint? And so where do we find her? And how can we stop her vile plans?"
Simflay looks more downcast that ever at seeming to be the cause of discord in the group.
"I... I am not annoyed. Please do not worry."
When Ameiko blows through the room and suggests accompanying her, Simflay jumps at the chance, though more for an excuse to exit the bar than out of any earnest desire to see Tsuto again.
Ameiko starts talking to Tsuto and Simflay is careful to keep back somewhat, not wanting to get in the way.
When Ameiko casts her spell on her wayward brother, Simflay's brow furrows as she tries to understand what happened.
"So, what did she do there? A spell of some sort, obviously. But what was it? Something to force him to answer questions, apparently. But how?"
Tsuto clenches his teeth together in an concentrated effort not to answer, but Ameiko repeats the question to compel him.
"Her name is... Nualia. She's at... Thistletop... lower level." Ameiko repeats the last question again. But Tsuto's eyes are wide with silent triumph, his face slick with sweat from the effort.
Ameiko shakes her head sadly, "I cannot compel him. His will to protect her is too strong."
Hearing the questions, answers, and reactions, Arc just feels even more confused. "What celestial taint? What evil plans?"
Grulyn hands Arcallius the Journal that Tsuto wrote.
"Just so ye know, it's not good fer the town."
Simflay stares sombrely at the siblings eyeing each other from opposite sides of the iron bars.
"Do not be sad, Sen Ameiko. We have learned from the attempt. We now know that Nualia is to be found at Thistletop, which was only a guess before. And we know that Thistletop has more than one level. We did not know that before."
She then looks more directly at Tsuto. "As for you, you foolish man. I understand your father may have behaved abominably towards you, but your sister has not. And she loves you. And you have damaged that, possibly beyond redemption, with your folly."
For a moment she looks like she is about to say something more, but then abruptly she turns and leaves the room, heading back outside. Once outside, she slows down and lets the fresh air wash over her, calming her.
Cade leans against the wall as the others talk to their prisoner.
Every now and again, he pulls forth a tiny flask and takes a drink while the scene unfolds.
Ameiko eyes Tsuto suspiciously, "I will guard him while the spell lasts. Perhaps I will think of more to ask him. Thistletop is a few hours journey, on foot. But the nettlewood is treacherous. Be careful."
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After you make your preparations, Shalelu leads your group east along the Lost Coast Road. The salty smell on the wind follows your path. After about 6 miles, she veers off the road toward the prickliest patch of forest you've ever seen at the Thistleriver crossing. The briars and thistles that grow so rampantly in Nettlewood are even more dense and tangled here, close to the shore. Although not quite dense enough to block the sound of waves crashing on the unseen shores to the west, the undergrowth is certainly thick enough to block sight and access to the coast. Few trees grow this close to the edge of the sea, but the briars themselves often reach heights to rival them; here, the patch is nearly twenty feet high.
With his left knee bent and his foot squarely against the wall, Cade takes another sip from his flask. He returns the flask to his belt pouch.
Lady Ameiko...I beg your forgiveness for interrupting this family reunion...
Cade pushes himself away from the wall and stands up tall...for a halfling.
Defenses...If we are going to this goblin hole...what are we up against. Defenses...numbers, type, location, tactics. Perhaps...
and he turns his attention towards Tsuto.
...your brother here knows of a secret way into the place? Maybe he has a map somewhere that we could use? He very well may know the layout of the place and what we should expect. Traps, guard posts, patrols and their timing if any? Is there anything else besides the goblins that we need to deal with?
Cade pauses for just a moment as he ponders what has been said before.
Nualia does not sound like a goblin name to me...what is she and what are her capabilities?
Happy to be off to hunt some goblins Grulyn spots the game trail.
"hoy, ah found a path in to the prickles'."
Using his shield he tries to push away some of the thorny spikes he pushes on.
Arc stays silent while flipping through the journal, as the team finishes with the half-brother, until Cade asks after Nualia.
"Well, about her. T-take a look. Not everything we want to know." and he passes the journal on to the halfling.
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"A path? Certainly, but not one meant for anyone near our sizes" Looking at the brambles and thorns, he shakes his head. "This is not going to be the least bit pleasant."
Talia makes sure all her gear is packed and then strolls along with the others. Humming a half-remembered song while keeping an eye out.
Having calmed somewhat while being out the fresh air, Simflay will go and prepare her gear too, removing items she does not think she will need for a day trip out along the Coast Road and re-packing her pack in the hope of making it easier to find things. Once that is sorted she will join the rest of the group in following Shalelu out into the wilderness.
"You are right Arc, this does not look like it will be very comfortable, but it does seem to be the only way in."
Secret Way
Layout
Traps
Guard posts
Patrols
Anything else
Tsuto snarls and answers the halfling's last question first, "Nualia isn't a stinking goblin, fool! She's an angel. My dark angel... only she could understand the shame and humiliation these backwater Sandpointers can inflict. Abandoned, neglected, ostracized and finally imprisoned in her own home, she finally stood up for herself and burned that filthy church down around that sanctimonious prick, Tobyn. I brought her his bones, so she could offer them to her true Mother, Lamashtu. She wants to be cleansed of her 'celestial taint' and become Lamashtu's true daughter in flesh as well as in spirit. Her arm has already been transformed. She venerates the Demon Mother and wields her profane power. That's what these people have driven her to!"
Ameiko calls for him to answer about secret paths and he merely smirks before he answers. "Well sis, they could always climb up the cliffs from the beach below, but they'd better hold on tight. It's a long way down."
He resists again as she asks for a map or a description of the layout, but quickly blurts that the rope bridge is rigged to fall if more than two medium creatures try to cross it at the same time. On guard he names goblins, humans and even a bugbear among Nualia's minions.
Nothing else seems to forthcoming until Ameiko stands again and calls him down as he tries to dodge due to the vagueness of the last inquiry. "No, you know more! Tell them what you said to me in the Glassworks. The voice she hears! You wanted me to come with you and help you convince her to leave that place with you, I can tell that you're afraid. Tell them what you fear!"
His eyes look haunted as she uses her magic and the force of her will to compel the truth from him. "Malfeshnekor... she calls it. It speaks to her through her thoughts. I thought maybe... she was going mad, but others can sense it too. It's calling to her, from down in the depths somewhere. Calling for her to set it free, whatever it is." He swallows with an audible click, his mouth dry with fear.
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Shalelu looks amused as she suggests. "Send the halfling in first, then the dwarf, and the rest of you can squeeze in behind by size and you should manage. Keep to the northeast and you should find your way to the rope bridge. This is where we part ways, good luck."
Grulyn squeezes into the path through the briars and notices drag marks on the ground, as if something large has been pulled along the trail. Blood marks the thorns occasionally as whatever it was had been forced through tight spaces. The direction seems to run to the northeast, just as Shalelu had mentioned.
Cade joins the others outside as the prepare for the trip to Thistle Top.
The halfling casually explains all that he found out with this last minute questions.
He looks to the Large dog sitting just outside the bar and then back to the others.
Ready when you are...
When the path is pointed out Cade look perplexed for a moment. He leans in close the his dog and scratches his ear.
What do you think...should we push on?
He sits back in his saddle for a moment and then dismounts.
Talia, you want to take point and keep us out of danger. Bellum and I will follow behind you...
He turns to look at the others, stopping short of the briars.
...unless someone else has an idea.
The archer shrugs. "I figure I'll be towards the back, if not the rear, just because of the combination of size and weapon choice."
A four-foot-high tunnel winds through the dense briars and nettles. The floor is hard-packed earth, with patches of wiry plants growing stubbornly here and there. Talia moves into point position, moving gradually and hunched over so as to not risk being caught by the cruel briars of the Nettlewood.
Three thistle tunnels open into a large cavelike chamber. Above, the thorny canopy grows thin enough that tiny slivers of the sky above can be seen, while below, the ground consists of trampled dirt. To the west, the distant sound of sloshing waves echoes up from a hole.
The group continues northeast, as per Shalelu's advice and just so happen to be following the signs that something large was drug through this way. As Talia turns a corner, Bellam gives voice to a bark of alarm followed by a low whine. The group looks around to see what has disturbed the canine when suddenly a sleek, dark feline leaps from the surrounding brush and charges Talia. It sinks sharp teeth into her leg and shakes vigorously, tearing the wound deeper and pulling the half-elf off her feet!
Cat - charged to bite and trip Talia
Talia
Cat
Grulyn
Simflay
Cade
Masdok
Arcallius
Talia hisses in pain and draws her dagger, lashing out from on the ground. She tries to keep any noise down for fear of alerting other enemies.
At the sight of the cat Cade leans towards Bellum.
Easy boy...get ready.
Grulyn moves forward and swings his Warax down upon the cat.
"Bad, kitty, Bad." He tells the over sized house cat.
Talia strikes out reflexively, but the cat dodges her blade easily. The red and black striped beast licks it's chops and sinks it's teeth into her leg again.
There is movement in the brush ahead of Simflay and Masdok. They hear the tell-tale sounds of an incantation being cast. A soft sound of leaves rustling all around draws your eye to see that the briars and thorns surrounding you are growing rapidly to ensnare your limbs!
The character is ensnared. Being entangled impedes movement, but does not entirely prevent it unless the bonds are anchored to an immobile object or tethered by an opposing force. An entangled creature moves at half speed, cannot run or charge, and takes a –2 penalty on all attack rolls and a –4 penalty to Dexterity. An entangled character who attempts to cast a spell must make a concentration check (DC 15 + spell level) or lose the spell.
Creatures that make their save can move as normal, but those that remain in the area must save again at the end of your turn. Creatures that move into the area must save immediately. Those that fail must end their movement and gain the entangled condition. Entangled creatures can attempt to break free as a move action, making a Strength or Escape Artist check. The DC for this check is equal to the DC of the spell. The entire area of effect is considered difficult terrain while the effect lasts.
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Cat - charged to bite and trip Talia, - 6 hp
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Talia - draws dagger and attacks, misses
Cat - bites Talia for 7 damage, - 13 hp
Goblin - moves and casts
Grulyn - moves and attacks Cat
Simflay
Cade
Masdok
Arcallius
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Talia
Cat
Grulyn
Simflay
Cade
Masdok
Arcallius
Simflay is following along in the group, crouched over slightly to avoid the briars. She has just half-finished thinking to herself "Well, this is very strange, creeping through these nettles. Still, at least we're not stumbling through some awful cave. The fresh air here is ..." when suddenly the dark form of a cat leaps out and attacks Talia.
Hearing the sound of what she takes to be spell-casting, Simflay tries to puzzle out what it may be though her ruminations are rendered moot when the vines begin reaching out and ensnaring her companions.
Swaying back a little to avoid the grasp of the vines, she calls out in a slightly breathy tone Iritosha dua Venshio Ashuda-nos
Her hair swirls back off her shoulders, and a moment later a light gust of wind bursts out from her, blowing softly across all her companions. Everyone feels an uplift of spirits, as if the wind carries with it a memory of past valor.
She will then move, trying to get out of the reach of the entangling vines.
Bellum go say hello to miss kitty.
He nods towards the cat.
Play nice now.
Cade moves in also at the cat. Trying to put himself in between it and Talia.
I have a friend in the Dragon Empires that would pay a hefty sum for you little one. Something about rice noodles and Sriracha...I do not know. He claims it to be his specialty...
Menacing Swordplay (Ex): At 3rd level, while she has at least 1 panache point, when a swashbuckler hits an opponent with a light or one-handed piercing melee weapon, she can choose to use Intimidate to demoralize that opponent as a swift action instead of a standard action.
DC:10 + the target’s Hit Dice + the target’s Wisdom modifier
Shaken Condition:–2 penalty on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks.
Bellum growls as he approaches the large cat.
Bellum waits until Cade distracts it and then lunges forward. He bites and tries to pull the cat down to the ground.
Bellam and Cade move in to attack the cat, wounding it severely and leaving it shaken but it still stands.
Spotting the little goblin that cast a spell, Grulyn moves forward to the goblin and tries out his new warax.
Arc frowns, unhappy to see the terrain being used against the group this well. He struggles to loose a shaft at the cat, wondering where the caster might be.
Grulyn breaks free and trudges through the brush toward the goblin caster. Masdok struggles to free himself and grunts in frustration as he fails to break loose from the thorny vegetation. He draws a javelin to give himself a ranged option. Arcallius fires at the cat but the nimble creature ducks the shot. Talia lashes out again with her dagger, but still cannot touch the red-striped beast.
The ensnaring brambles grow and twine again, Grulyn and Bellam are caught and only Simflay and Cade move freely.
Fortunately for Talia, the feline has grown wary of the halfling's slender blade and withdraws.
The goblin takes a step deeper into the thorny brush, and the sounds of casting are heard again. A strange growling sound comes from the goblin and Bellam gives a low whine before turning with a snarl to bite at his master.
The halfhearted attack fails to land, however, perhaps because Bellam is so unwilling to bite the hand that feeds him.
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Cat - charged to bite and trip Talia, - 6 hp
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Talia - draws dagger and attacks, misses
Cat - bites Talia for 7 damage, - 13 hp
Goblin - moves and casts
Grulyn - breaks free and moves
Simflay - casts bless and moves
Cade - moves and attacks cat for 12 damage and shaken condition
Masdok - tries to break free, draws javelin
Arcallius - shoots and misses
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Talia -attacks and misses
Cat - withdraws
Goblin - 5 foot step, casts
Bellam - bites at Cade, misses
Grulyn
Simflay
Cade
Masdok
Arcallius
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Talia
"Really not how I like to do this . . .." Arc mutters as he tries to line up a perfect shot on the goblin.
Pushing his way into the thorny brush, Grulyn comes face to face with the goblin caster.
The thorns find a way into his armor cutting him deeply.
"AAAaaa! Get back here ye little rat. Ah got some cheese fur ye."
And he swings his ax at the goblin.