Looking at the flayed bodies, Faerieth's eyes glisten with tears, but her expression and voice are filled with icy rage. "Let them sound the alarm. I want them to know that death has come for them, I want them to feel the same terror their victims felt," she says angrily as her voice raises in volume, switching to a druidic chant as she calls to ever grass, vine, root and plant to take hold of the vile bastards and keep them thereto face their reckoning.
"Pick a target and fire away, they aren't going anywhere"
He withdrew his lance and readied himself to charge at the first un entangled hob that started to move torwards his friends...Or any who tried to flee and get aid. He and Sebastion would make em pay for their crimes and keep his friends safe that was for sure.
"come on you heartless curs, Me and Sebastion here have some pain for ya."
He muttered lowly to himself as he readied his charge.
Tears well up in John’s eyes, but he wipes them away and the redness rises in his cheeks and neck.
Cherubic spirits crawl up and out of his skin swirling around his body silently screaming ahead of spectral vapor trails. If the man seems them, onlookers cannot tell.
”Gods dammit!”
His eyes search the skins looking for smaller than average ones.
”This will not stand, this will not stand today.”
”Let the Hobby’s’ hit the floor!”
He stands ready to charge with his broad bladed sword and battle scarred shield.
Yaron quickly starts to raise his bow and look for a target, Sure. Fighting angry is better than fighting smart. This is why I recite doggerel and bawdy songs and don't tell those ridiculous epic battle stories that fill people's head with dangerous beliefs about righteous anger and noble causes protecting them...
When Sor sees the gory evidence he simply sighs. Before he can get a "told you so" in, Faerith casts a spell and the others noisily start to attack. Eyes rolling in frustration, he takes a shot at a hobgoblin not entangled.
SURPRISE ROUND
At Faerieth's untranslatable command, grass, weeds, and other plants erupt out of the tamped down earth in the camp. It rose up to wrap around the Ironfang Legionairres sprawling about their conquests, laughing and bragging about their glorious deeds today. The laughter turns to shouts of surprise, rage and fear.
Entangled
Free
Entangled
Free
Free
Entangled
Entangled
Entangled
Entangled
The Ironfang Legionairres around the campfire closest to the road, look over towards the sudden greenery, astounded.
Her allies prepared themselves, while Sor plugged one of them for modest damage.
Round 1 ________________________________________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
Ironfang Legion enemies are flat footed until their turn.
The lined area on the map is Faerieth's active Entangled area.
Faerin angrily moves closer to the mass of grasping greenery entangling the hobgoblins, uttering another druidic incantation, eyes locked on the struggling killers as a wicked thorned javelin grows in the palm of her hand.
Big John heads to the nearest enemy he can reach. As he runs three blue hued spirits are joined with a newer one a little larger and greenish in color.
”This one’s for Gilida!” He yells as he comes down hard with his hand axe!
As the weapon swings the greenish specter burrows through the intended target, its crude visage curled in a vengeful grin.
VS. Flatfooted
He rode forward on Sebastion sling in hand and whirling a stone. He launched it at the closest ironfang scout and snarled.
"Gonna put your 'ead on a pole for what you've done."
Yaron raises his bow, seeking a target, and selects the easternmost recruit, then fires, Let's be quick..
Round 1 completed________________________________________
Faerieth angrily moves closer to the mass of grasping greenery entangling the hobgoblins, uttering another druidic incantation, eyes locked on the struggling killers as a wicked thorned javelin grows in the palm of her hand.
Darry Swiftfoot rode forward on Sebastion sling in hand and whirling a stone. He launched it at the closest ironfang scout and snarled.
Yaron raises his bow, seeking a target, and selects the easternmost recruit, then fires, Let's be quick..
(npc) Sor moved up and shot at the same target as Yaron.
The far west campfire legionnaires shake their surprise off. One recruit double moves up to the west side of the Entanglement. Another loops down and around the south edge heading for the east side.
The scout starts rooting through his pack for something.
In the north entangled campfire area, the free recruit hustled his way out of the entangled zone and tried to help his Scout still entangled get free. The other two…
Working his way free, he immediately moved out of the entangled zone.
Still entangled.
In the east entangled campfire area, the free recruit, maddened by pain, double moved until he was up to Yaron. (Couldn’t charge due to difficult terrain.) The other two…
Still entangled.
Still entangled.
In the south entangled campfire, the free recruit drew his sword and tried to help cut his companions free.
Failed! The undergrowth wrapped around him, entangling him.
Working his way free, he drew his sword and moved up to Big John.
Still entangled.
Round 2 ________________________________________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
The lined area on the map is Faerieth's active Entangled area.
He scowled as he saw one of the hobs skirt to the right to get at their archers. He whistled shrilly to Sebastion and used his knees to guide him to spin right, when he saw the hobgoblin near Yaron. Darry dropped the sling into his lap and drew out his axe hacking at the recruit while sebastion tried to rip its foot off.
"We'll keep you clear, keep those arrows flowing."
Faerieth hurls her javelin at one of the oncoming enemies, in her haste, sending it into the side of a tent, another immediately materializing in her hand.
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Yaron steps back, leaving the goblin to Sebastian and Darry, then raises his bow and fires a shot at the Scout near the eastern fire.
Unable to attack at the opening of the hostilities, Big John found a hobgoblin at the edge of the foliage. With his shield up, he brought his broad bladed sword up in a savage arc!
Sor moves to flank with Darry and stabs with his rapier.
Round 2 completed ________________________________________
Darry whistled shrilly to Sebastion and used his knees to guide him to spin right. He dropped the sling into his lap and drew out his axe hacking at the recruit while sebastion tried to rip its foot off.
Faerieth hurls her javelin at one of the oncoming enemies, in her haste, sending it into the side of a tent, another immediately materializing in her hand.
Yaron steps back, leaving the goblin to Sebastian and Darry, then raises his bow and fires a shot at the Scout near the eastern fire.
Unable to attack at the opening of the hostilities, Big John found a hobgoblin at the edge of the foliage. With his shield up, he brought his broad bladed sword up in a savage arc!
Sor moves to flank with Darry and stabs with his rapier.
The far west campfire legionnaires move.
The one looping south, broke into a grin as he spotted Faerith.
”Fresh sweet slaves!” He shouted, running up to Faerith and slamming his pommel into her skull.
for a possible nonlethal damage.
Another shouted ”Where?” and double moved south and around to help his buddy with Faerieth.
The scout pulls a horn from his pack and winds it; a loud AROOOOOOOOOOOOO echos loudly through the forest around you.
In the north entangled campfire area, the two free recruits combine efforts to cut free and pull out their scout.
In the east entangled campfire area, the two hobgoblin soldiers try to free themselves.
Success!
Wriggling free, he moves out of the entangled area.
Success! Wriggling free, he moved out of the entangled area.
In the south entangled campfire, the two still entangle tried to free themselves.
Failed.
Failed.
The one next to Big John, even badly wounded still rallied to attack.
for a possible slashing damage.
Round 3 ________________________________________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
The lined area on the map is Faerieth's active Entangled area.
Sor slides up next to a tent, trying to sneak up on the ones around Faerith without their notice as he draws his bow.
Yaron backtracks based on the sounds, and snaps off a shot at the second hobgoblin moving toward Faerieth.
He wheeled Sebastion around and kicked him into motion to rush to Faerith's aide.
"We got this one Miss Fae."
He hollered as he brought his axe down while Sebastion growled and bit at the hobbie.
Big John’s sword came back before he thrust the tip forward not plunging it into the hobgoblin,
”Look around, when your eyes next open you will be in whatever hell your gods sent you from.”
Taking a step backward as one of the hobgoblins rushes her, Faerieth hurls the javelin dead on, it's wicked thorny barbs biting deep.
Round 3 complete________________________________________
Sor slides up next to a tent, trying to sneak up on the ones around Faerith without their notice as he draws his bow.
Yaron backtracks based on the sounds, and snaps off a shot at the second hobgoblin moving toward Faerieth.
Darry Swiftfoot wheeled Sebastion around and kicked him into motion to rush to Faerith's aide.
Big John’s sword came back before he thrust the tip forward plunging it into the hobgoblin,
Taking a step backward as one of the hobgoblins rushes her, Faerieth hurls the javelin dead on, it's wicked thorny barbs biting deep.
Despite his fellows death, the hobgoblin charged up to Faerieth, hoping to take her down and lay claim to her before his fellow troopers could.
for a possible slashing damage.
The West Ironfang scout moved east, slinging his horn as he went.
The north Ironfang troopers double moved East.
The East Ironfang troopers held themselves concealed.
In the south entangled campfire, the two still entangle tried to free themselves.
Failed.
Success! He wiggled free then moved southwest out of the entangled area, meeting up with the Western Ironfang scout.
Round 4 ________________________________________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
The lined area on the map is Faerieth's active Entangled area.
Managing to move enough to avoid the worst of the slash, and seeing the feral excitement in the hobgoblin's eyes, Faerieth hastily brings her staff up, to fend the bastard off.
"Oy there ugly, you deal with me and Sebastion 'ere me!"
He growled at the hobby whom attacked Miss Faerieth. Not on his watch that was for sure. He kicked Sebastion forward looping around to flank the creature with Faerith while putting himself and his trusty mount in line of sight of the creatures mates to the west.
Sor pops out from behind the tent and launches an arrow at the hobgoblin harrying Faerith.
Yaron walks toward Faerith, rejoining the others, and raising his bow, ready to shoot down anyone that comes into sight.
Round 4 completed________________________________________
Managing to move enough to avoid the worst of the slash, and seeing the feral excitement in the hobgoblin's eyes, Faerieth hastily brings her staff up, to fend the bastard off.
Darry kicked Sebastion forward looping around to flank the creature with Faerith while putting himself and his trusty mount in line of sight of the creatures mates to the west.
Sor pops out from behind the tent and launches an arrow at the hobgoblin harrying Faerith.
Yaron walks toward Faerith, rejoining the others, and raising his bow, ready to shoot down anyone that comes into sight.
[npc] Big John charged up to the Ironfang menacing Faerith and swung hard.
The North and East Ironfang squads double moved towards where the action is.
The first West side ironfang moved around the tent and lashed out at Sebastion.
for a possible damage.
The second west side ironfang also moved around the tent, then took a shot at Darry.
for a possible damage.
Saved! He slipped free and ran to join the fight!
Round 5 ________________________________________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
The lined area on the map is Faerieth's active Entangled area.
He almost managed to whirl Sebastion away from the swing of the hobgoblin who stuck his mount and the tiny halfling roared in rage at the sight of his friends blood spilling the ground. Despite the wound the loyal wolf dog snapped at the hobgoblin still harrying Faerieth.
"Gang up on them guys, hit them from all angles dont let up!"
He called out to his companions glaring at the hobgoblins closing with them from the west.
Yaron fires an arrow at the scout before it attacks Darry.
for
Cursing the arrow going wide, Yaron raises the bow again and then fires a second shot at the hobgoblin.
for
As the others close around the hobgoblin attacking her, Faerieth's mind clears in the mayhem, seeing Darry's directing of the group's attacks. As Sebastion tears into his leg, she takes advantage of the distraction, bringing her staff up hard in a strike to the bastard's head.
Round 5 Completed ________________________________________
Darry almost managed to whirl Sebastion away from the swing of the hobgoblin who stuck his mount, but failed and Sebastion took a big hit.
Yaron fires a readied arrow at the scout before it attacks Darry
Cursing the arrow going wide, Yaron raises the bow again and then fires a second shot at the next hobgoblin coming in from the west.
As the others close around the hobgoblin attacking her, Faerieth's mind clears in the mayhem, seeing Darry's directing of the group's attacks. As Sebastion tears into his leg, she takes advantage of the distraction, bringing her staff up hard in a strike to the next bastard's head.
[npc] Big John charged up to the next Ironfang and swung hard.
for a possible damage. Hit for lots of damage, but he's still up.
[npc] Sor shouted ”Ware! They’re coming around from the North as well! Don’t get flanked!” as he shifted closer to the west Ironfang scouts to get a good shot.
for and he shot the scout down.
The second Western Ironfang scout turned his attention to Darry.
for a possible damage.
The freshly escapted Ironfang recruit rushed down to attack Faerieth from flank. {It’s a caster! Get her!}
for a possible damage.
A northern Ironfang scout hustled down to attack Sor.
for a possible slashing damage.
A northern Ironfang recruit hustled down around a tent and took a potshot at Yaron.
for a possible piercing damage.
More Ironfang soldiers came double moving south towards you.
Round 6 ________________________________________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
The lined area on the map is Faerieth's active Entangled area.
Her staff a blur in the heat of battle, Faerieth brings the butt of the weapon around in a vicious blow to her opponent's head with a wet crack.
Turning to see others charging toward them, she quickly pops the seal on one of her concoctions, drinking it in a quick gulp, a whiff and aftertaste of cedar striking her as her skin begins to darken, taking on a tough outer layer.
Finding himself and his allies in a suddenly target-rich environment, Yaron raises his bow and fires again, trying to end the Hobgoblin he struck last time, while stepping back into the thick of his allies for cover.
for
”Here’s to hopin we run outta Hobbies before I run outta steam!”
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He had faith that Big John would be able to keep Miss Faerieth somewhat safer, not that the woman wasnt cracking hobgoblin heads with the best of them at the moment as it was anyhow so he kicked Sebastion forward to cut off the hobs trying to flank them... and to make sure Yaron could keep that bow working.
"Hyah! Come on ol' boy lets tear em up."
He called out as they charged into the hobgoblins.
Round 6 complete________________________________________
Her staff a blur in the heat of battle, Faerieth brings the butt of the weapon around in a vicious blow to her opponent's head with a wet crack.
Turning to see others charging toward them, she quickly pops the seal on one of her concoctions, drinking it in a quick gulp, a whiff and aftertaste of cedar striking her as her skin begins to darken, taking on a tough outer layer. Attack/ drink concoction (barkskin) +2 AC
Finding himself and his allies in a suddenly target-rich environment, Yaron raises his bow and fires again, trying to end the Hobgoblin he struck last time, while stepping back into the thick of his allies for cover.
The hobgoblin next to Faerieth; Big John will strike him and set up a meat wall for the caster.
Darry Swiftfoot kicked Sebastion forward to cut off the hobs trying to flank them... and to make sure Yaron could keep that bow working.
Precise strike feat for everyone 3 rounds remaining.
(npc) Sor stepped back and shot at the oncoming Ironfang Scout.
for and he shot the scout down.
The Western Ironfang scout turned his attention to Faerieth.
for a possible damage.
A northern Ironfang recruit hustled down to attack Yaron.
for a possible slashing damage.
A northern Ironfang scout hustled down to attack Big John.
for a possible slashing damage.
A northern Ironfang recruit hustled down to attack Sebastion.
for a possible slashing damage.
A northern Ironfang recruit hustled down to attack Darry.
for a possible slashing damage.
Round 7 ________________________________________
Players take their turn in order of posting, enemies will go last.
The lined area on the map is Faerieth's active Entangled area.
Darry gave the cavalier ability Tactician to his Allies. They have the use of the feat Precise strike for the next 2 rounds.
Sor takes a step back and shoots at the foe in front of him.
"Get 'em boy get em!"
He extolled his mount and friend to continue his efforts to take the hobgoblins down. He swung his axe at the one that struck at him, letting his mount continue to assault the foe they first struck.
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Yaron eyes the hobgoblin that attacked him, pushing back the memory of being overrun as a child, and takes a breath to steady himself as he steps back and toward Sor for support, and begins to taunt the opposition, "There once was a dumb goblin gang/Calling themselves the 'Ironfang'/They say they're a legion, but it'll just leave 'em bleedin'/ Won't even be enough left to hang."
Ignoring the arrow that goes skittering off her hardened bark-like skin, Faerieth takes a step toward the bow-wielding hobgoblin, bringing her staff up in a sharp strike to the ribs.
The blow glanced off of Big John’s battered but sturdy shield. He brings it down and slashed in return with his broad bladed long sword.
”Heh! You want some too!? Don’t slip on your comrades guts there boy’oh!”