Glaring towards the bandit camp, "We need to bring out the big fella. We take him down, that'll put a bit o' doubt in their mind."
Brindle agrees with a quick nod.
”Can we szhoot him from here? Get him to come to ush...”
Ralrae nods enthusiastically at Brindle's words. "I agree, shooting him from here is a good plan! Let's go with that plan!
Casey looks over at the gnoll, "If I can see 'im, I can shoot 'im. 'Course, once we shoot 'im, we're gonna have a war on our hands. We gotta be ready."
Saraon waits for the final decision to come.
Sprig shrugs, "I guess that'll work! I'll head on ahead, try n cut 'im off from his friends."
The kobold stays low and circles around the outside of the camp, trying to keep out of sight of the guard post.
Brindle follows Sprig, staying low.
When everyone was ready he crouched low and began to move torwards the walls trying to get close enough he could hide alongside it... and cut off any of the bandits who made it over the pit trap Sprig planned on springing.
Saraon begins following Sprig and Brindle, though he's nowhere near as good at stalking prey as they were .
Looking over at Ralrae, "You ready, partner? Two shots are always better'n one." Casey then raises his musket and takes aim. As soon as Ralrae appears ready, "Okay, we do this on three. One. Two..." He pauses a moment and cuts his eyes towards the rest of the group, making sure everyone at least appears to be ready and then says, "Three."
Brindle and Sprig creep down from the ridge, making it surprisingly close to the gate. A section of the gate house seems to be blocking the view of the guards. Bas and Saraon are less lucky. Saraon locks eyes with one of the guards and the man’s eyebrows furrow just as the first shot rings out. Casey’s bullet strikes Crusha as the man at the guard tower yells, ”We’re under attack! Get out here you lazy bastards!” Casey and Ralrae can see that the two bandits who were sparring outside are beginning to make their way over.
Casey reloads his musket and takes aim again and fires at the large target.
Shaking his head at his terrible aim as his toothpick flitters around within his mouth, "Dang. I can't hit the broad side of a barn if I was standin' next to it."
Brindle snorts heavily, then hefts and throws a javelin at Crusha, letting the big beast come to her...
Free Action: Enter ramapage
Standard Action: Throw javelin
[+2 BAB, +2 Dex]
[+3 Str]
Heart pounding in his chest, Sprig creeps closer to the walls. The kobold moves slowly as to not raw attention to himself. He kneels down, claws in the earth, prepared to cast his spell. He hoped the bandits were too focused on the gunslingers to notice him.
Ralrae laughs a bit at Casey's frustration. "Aye, partner. Let's get this mountain knocked down.
As his first shot goes wild, Ralrae joins Casey in his frustration and starts muttering under his breath. His musket begins to glow red around the muzzle, strange sigils curling in and out of view.
Saraon watches the others, waiting for the signal to move in.
"CRUSHA!" he calls, hoping to lure the enemy out. "HAAAAAAAAAAARK!!!"
Crusha, as it turns out, has the rough dimensions of the broad side of a barn. Casey’s bullet hits the lumbering creature and it lets out an angry, gurgling roar.
The pit appears in front of the gate.
Brindle’s javelin hits the man in the gatehouse and he staggers, clearly not expecting a small spear to be sticking into him. He grits his teeth and says, ”You’re gonna pay for that, mutt!” He then levels a shoddily made pistol at Brindle and fires. The bullet grazes Brindle for 1 damage. The other guard tries to fire at Saraon, but his gun splutter before spraying the bandit with a plume of sparks as he curses loudly.
Crusha roars and begins lumbering towards the gate.
Brindle's snout creases as she takes a glancing shot.
"I. Notta dogg!!!"
She hurls her last javelin at the bandit she already pinned, the anger from being shot at twice and the hit she received causing her to make sure of her throw.
Standard Action: Throw javelin
[+2 BAB, +2 Dex]
[+3 Str]
Sprig's nerves get to him, and he casts the pit early, leaving an obvious gap the enemy would have to jump over. He curses his own cowardice, but then an idea strikes his little reptilian mind. With a crocodile smile, the kobold takes a step back and prepares to create some mischief.
Saraon moves along the wall towards the pit, and pulls a javelin out of his pack.
"Return to the earth!" he says as he throws it at the bandit who shot at him.
"Hm. Looks like I just got 'im last time," he comments out loud as he reloads and fires again at the large bandit.
Ralrae smiles as the swirling sigils flash around the chamber of the musket, and sights down the barrel without reloading. When he fires, the bullet that leaves the musket bore glows red as well and its physical form is slightly indistinct.
"That's better. I'm liking this gunfight a bit better now!"
He almost jumped when he heard the retort of the rifles. No one seemed eager to come rushing out of the little compound but that didnt mean they wouldnt. He moved forward closer to the entrance readying himself to hack down any who came through
Brindle's javelin hits the man squarely in the chest and his eyebrows knit together in confusion as he looks down at the spear. He falls.
Saraon's javelin also hits the bandit, who curses with pain as he's hit.
Casey and Ralrae both his Crusha, who continues to roar with pain and irritation.
The bandit in the gatehouse grunts in frustration and runs down the stairs to join up with Crusha and the other two bandits who've just arrived on the scene.
Brindle's snout curves into a feral smile as her target falls.
"Notta bluddy dogg! More closhely related a catsh. Catsh can climb, so up I go!!!"
Gripping onto the wood of the stockade she leaps up, the claws of her legs raking into the timber.
Saraon shakes his sword and yells at Crusha.
"COME AND GET US! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!"
Sprig stepped back, still waiting to spring his trap. Under his breath, he hissed to Saraon and Bas.
"Step back, it'll pull you in! Wait for 'em just outside its zone, or firebomb 'em Ah dunno."
Yelling now, Sprig taunted the much larger foe. "Was th' matter big guy? Yew afraid o' a kobold? Svedlka musta been a real fool hirin' someone as yella as yew. Or maybe she jes' wants yew for yer good looks!" The little lizard sniggered at the thought.
Creatures who fall into the pit take falling damage as normal. The pit’s coarse stone walls have a Climb DC of 25. When the duration of the spell ends, creatures within the hole rise up with the bottom of the pit until they are standing on the surface over the course of a single round.
Casey keeps up the attack and reloads and fires again at Crusha.
Saraon takes Sprig's advice and backs away from the edge.
"CRUSHA! DO YOU BELIEVE YOURSELF STRONG? COME TO US AND PROVE IT IN HONORABLE COMBAT!"
Ralrae takes aim again, still aiming for the mountainous Crusha.
"This one's through the eye!"
He blinked as he watched the gnoll begin to climb up the wall to get to the bandits. He hadnt realized how close he had gotten to the edge of the pit, He felt the ground start to shift and wisely stepped back. if they didnt want to come out, he guessed it was time to take pot shots, He took the time to reach back and put his Bardiche through the leather straps along his armor using the wall as cover.
"ARE YOU DEAF, CRUSHA? COME! FACE ME!" Saraon repeats.
Saraon’s words fall on deaf and mutated ears, as Ralrae’s bullet strikes Crusha in the head, destroying what little the beast had left of a brain.
Brindle and Bas both make it up onto the wall and several of the bandits shout in frustration. One of the bandits runs onto the stockade and slashes at Brindle with a rusty axe, missing her. The other runs onto the stockade by Bas and tries to fire at him with his rusty pistol. He misses. Again. The last bandit walks in front of the greased area and levels his pistol at Saraon. He hits him for 3 damage.
Two more bandits come out of the bunkhouse and begin running towards the group, weapons drawn.
Nodding, "Nice shot, partner," he says to Ralrae. "But it looks like it's not slowing the rest of 'em down." He reloads his musket and takes aim, "Good. I was afraid I wasn't gonna get to shoot the rest of 'em," and fires at the one with the pistol.
Brindle roars at the bandit, fuelled by her recent kill. She unleashes two horrifying swings with her club.
Full Round Action: Furious Blows.
[+2 BAB, +3 Str, - 2 furious blows]
[+4 THF]
[+2 BAB, +3 Str, - 2 furious blows]
[+4 THF]
Cursing at the bandit's lack of courage, the kobold release the Grease spell anyway. As the enemy rushed to the frontlines, Sprig resigned himself to a messy bloodbath.
Seeing the pistolero taking a shot, Sprig takes the opportunity to gang up on a foe. He steps out from behind the wall and flings an glob of acid!
Seeing the trap fall apart relatively quickly, as well as taking a shot, Saraon decides to scoot, moving down towards the side of the wall and begins climbing the stockade to get in and join the others.
Ralrae moves forward, getting into a better position to aim at the two oncoming bandits from the bunkhouse.
He followed the others up climbing onto the walls. For a supposedly s$#@ty bandit crew they sure were smarter than he thought they would be. Maybe the just over thought things?
Once up on the wall he pulled the Bardiche out again, smiling grimly at the bandit on the wall with him.
Casey’s bullet hits the pistol-wielding bandit and he staggers, before Sprig’s acid dart hits him in the chest and he falls, writhing in pain.
Brindle smacks the bandit in the knee before clocking him upside the head. He staggers backward and falls off the stockade. He does not get up.
The bandit on the loads a crudely made bullet into his gun and fires again at Bas. He grunts in frustration as his shot goes wide.
The final bandit runs to get a clear line of sight on Sprig and fires, though the small lizard is just able to duck into cover.