Goblins Grow up So Fast! (We Be Goblins Too!) (Inactive)

Game Master Massee

We Be Goblins Too!


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Poog of Zarongel M goblin cleric 3 | HP: 23/23| AC: 17 (T: 13/FF: 15) | F +5, R +6, W +6 | CMB +1 | CMD 13 | Speed: 30 ft | Init +6 | Perception +2 | Conditions: None

Poog would 5 foot stepped last round, and 5 foot stepped again this round in that case

In his daze, Poog slowly steps away from the devil horse. "Ooough... Not feel good... Booger supply exhausted..."


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Poog retreats, albeit slowly, from the devil horse.

There is at least one more bottle of Maggie's medicine. I believe there were 5 bottles and you've all finished 3? 1 standard action to gain back 1hp.


Amara 'Doc' Featherton | Female CN Medium Human Gunslinger (Way of the Drifter) 3 | HP 27/32 | AC 20 | F +7 R +11 W +9 | Perc +9 Speed 25ft | Default Exploration: | Active Conditions: None

Chuffy takes another gleeful swipe at the faltering pony with his dogslicer...

Attack vs. Braya: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

...and then looks up as Moggy hollers that the witch is getting away. He'd forgotten all about the witch!

"Eeeeee! Come back witchy, Chuffy's stabby-stab wants to say hi!"

Climb (DC 5): 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (12) - 1 = 11

He then clambers up onto the cart, pushing past Reta as he does.
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If he can move normally with the climb then he'll attempt to jump off the opposite side of the cart and give chase~


| HP -2/23 | AC 20, T 14, FF 17 | Saves: 5/4/2 | CMD 16 | Perc. +10 | Init. +3 | 1 Con Damage | Unconscious, Prone

Reflex Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

"Yay, another horse to kill! Before it grows into big horse!"

Club: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Reta's excitement gets the best of her as she swings wide.


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Mogmurch shoots another arrow at Maggie but it bounces off an invisible shield. He hops down and takes off after her. "Leave me alone you monster!" She hollers back after him.

Poog slowly moves away from Braya, holding his head and wishing he had more healing snots.

Chuffy hacks deep into Braya's flank, blood spurting everywhere. The pony falls over into the mud. Reta finishes it off with a club to the spine.

Maggie screams with rage as her Pony falls over dead. Conjuring up an extra bit of anger she decides to try to teach Mogmurch a lesson, stopping and coming back to toss a bomb at greenskin!

Bomb vs Mogmurch: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 131d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

It slams into his chest and explodes in a glorious (yet painful) gout of flames. 5 damage to Mog

Bold is up!

Round 7/8!

Poog -5
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*Maggie -6, -2NL
Braya -12, -1NL
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Mogmurch -5
Chuffy -1 NL
Reta -1

Party Buffs: Nil

Environmental Conditions: Trees and plants are difficult terrain. Difficult mud around the pony...
Combat Map


| HP -2/23 | AC 20, T 14, FF 17 | Saves: 5/4/2 | CMD 16 | Perc. +10 | Init. +3 | 1 Con Damage | Unconscious, Prone

"Yay! Tiny horse dead!" Reta cheers triumphantly. "Me find vials with... words... maybe one of them stinky and heals you? Zarongel will understand! Just don't look in pouch!"

She hops off the cart and advances on the crazy horse lady with lots of fire.


Poog of Zarongel M goblin cleric 3 | HP: 23/23| AC: 17 (T: 13/FF: 15) | F +5, R +6, W +6 | CMB +1 | CMD 13 | Speed: 30 ft | Init +6 | Perception +2 | Conditions: None

Poog looks back as the devil horse slops into the mud. "Chuffy kill evil pony!" He mumbles, nearly falling over from the pain. "Word vial might work friend Reta, but next time Poog fill jar with Zarongel-blessed boogers and we have supply of heal for days!"

Just gonna move up next to Reta here. I take it she has the vials? Standard action for Poog to take one out of her pouch, and I can drink it next round?


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Vial and stick wand in the wagon still.


Poog of Zarongel M goblin cleric 3 | HP: 23/23| AC: 17 (T: 13/FF: 15) | F +5, R +6, W +6 | CMB +1 | CMD 13 | Speed: 30 ft | Init +6 | Perception +2 | Conditions: None

"Wait, word vial still in wagon! Poog was wrong," the goblin changes his mind, instead heading to the wagon and dive in and look for the goods.

Climb: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (15) - 1 = 14


NE male goblin Alchemist-3 | hp 23/23 | AC 20, touch 17, flat-footed 15 (+2 armor, +1 deflection+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield, +1 size) | Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +0 (+2 vs poison) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +5 | Conditions: None

"Ouch! That burned!"
Shortbow, Nonproficiency Penalty; Damage, STR penalty: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 2 - 4 = 11d4 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1

"Just wrestle her to the ground, Reta!" Mogmurch shouts, hustling after the witch to cut off her escape.


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**Chuffy Bot Activated**

Chuffy hops down into the mud with a mischievous grin, his dogslicer sticky with little horse blood. "Here come Chuffy, time for more stab stab stab!"

Chuffy double moves into melee with Maggie


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Reta and Chuffy advance on Maggie, covered in pony blood. Mogmurch launches another arrow over the witch's head, sticking nicely into a tree trunk, but undamaged.

Poog is moving pretty slow in his clobbered state, climbs on top of the buckboard and stares down at a potion, a wand, and a larger vial. The two bottles have evil words on them, but don't resemble the minty healing bottles you found earlier.

If you can/will read evil words:

potion of jump
elixir of fire breath

Arrow destroyed? High=yes: 1d100 ⇒ 2

Maggie, regretting her decision to stop running, tries to finish off Mogmurch who blocks her escape. "Outta my way runt!" She steps towards him and tries a stab with her dagger, then draws out a small jar. Provokes from Mog if he's got a melee weapon out.

Dagger vs Mogmurch: 1d20 ⇒ 41d4 ⇒ 4

The stab is feeble and misses completely. "UUgghh!"

Bold is up!

Round 8/9!

Poog -5
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*Maggie -6, -2NL
Braya -12, -1NL
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Mogmurch -5
Chuffy -1 NL
Reta -1

Party Buffs: Nil

Environmental Conditions: Trees and plants are difficult terrain. Difficult mud around the pony...
Combat Map


NE male goblin Alchemist-3 | hp 23/23 | AC 20, touch 17, flat-footed 15 (+2 armor, +1 deflection+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield, +1 size) | Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +0 (+2 vs poison) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +5 | Conditions: None

With the hideous elf witch in his face, Mogmurch drops the shortbow and draws his club.
"Hey, one of you guys flank her, and we can hit her together!"
Readied club attack, flanking; damage: 1d20 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) - 1 + 2 = 134 - 2 = 2


Poog of Zarongel M goblin cleric 3 | HP: 23/23| AC: 17 (T: 13/FF: 15) | F +5, R +6, W +6 | CMB +1 | CMD 13 | Speed: 30 ft | Init +6 | Perception +2 | Conditions: None

Poog tosses some of Maggie's medicine down his throat, and feels slightly better even if it does taste rancid to him. "Ugh... Gross! What else is in here?"

Poog peeks into the wagon and is immediately struck with panic. "More bottles with.. with.. WORDS on them! WORDS!!!"

Move action to take out potion, standard to drink


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| HP -2/23 | AC 20, T 14, FF 17 | Saves: 5/4/2 | CMD 16 | Perc. +10 | Init. +3 | 1 Con Damage | Unconscious, Prone

"Me warned you! Crazy horse lady uses words! And Crazy horse lady junior!" She moves in to flank with Mogmurch.

Club, Flanking: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 + 2 = 21
Bonk: 1d4 ⇒ 3

"Take that, crazy horse lady!"


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Mogmurch gets ready to go toe to toe with Maggie. His palms are sweaty, his butterfly birthmark is starting to itch. He's about to pull the trigger and.... BONK! FLOP! SPLAT! Reta whacks Maggie across the back of the head, sending her face first into the soft earth, unmoving.

Poog takes a slug of healing tonic and gains back 1hp.

Combat Over!

Poog -4
Mogmurch -5
Chuffy -1 NL
Reta -1

I'll follow up on this in the morning.


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NE male goblin Alchemist-3 | hp 23/23 | AC 20, touch 17, flat-footed 15 (+2 armor, +1 deflection+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield, +1 size) | Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +0 (+2 vs poison) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +5 | Conditions: None

"Somebody get me a booger from Poog!" Mogmurch howls, badly burned by the wicked elf witch.

But doesn't stop him from looting the woman's corpse for cool, good stuffs...


Amara 'Doc' Featherton | Female CN Medium Human Gunslinger (Way of the Drifter) 3 | HP 27/32 | AC 20 | F +7 R +11 W +9 | Perc +9 Speed 25ft | Default Exploration: | Active Conditions: None

Chuffy cheers as Reta finally puts the nasty witch to bed for good.

"Woohoo! Reta and Chuffy, best Clobber & Stab Team of uh...Whenever!"

He pauses.

"Oh yeah, and Moggy and Poog help too. Hey Poog! Gots any boogers left?" Chuffy adds as he also scurries over to see what the witch was carrying.


Poog of Zarongel M goblin cleric 3 | HP: 23/23| AC: 17 (T: 13/FF: 15) | F +5, R +6, W +6 | CMB +1 | CMD 13 | Speed: 30 ft | Init +6 | Perception +2 | Conditions: None

"All outta boogers," Poog frowns as his fingers come out clean. "But crazy lady had word bottles, here, you look and tell me what it reads!" He takes out the two vials potion of jump, elixir of fire breath and tosses them to Mogmurch.

"Also is stick in here? Magic stick, maybe?" Poog's nose flickers red as he senses magic.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

He has no idea what it might do, though.


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The goblins descend on the wagon and corpses like a murder of crows on trash day. Mogmurch and Chuffy start with Maggie's body. Under her colorful dress she's got some padded armor on, as well as her jester's cap, both a bit scorched and bloody. In her belt pouch she has a number of alchemical tricks and treasures that Mogmurch recognizes thanks to watching the tribe's resident alchemist: acid (4), alchemist’s fire (3), smokestick (2), tanglefoot bag. She's also got a medium sized dagger, a bag of tiny pieces of colorful paper (confetti), a bag of mint candies (5), a book filled with words and drawings and numbers (formula book), a wooden flute and 13 round golden coins with some dudes face stamped on them.

Poog stands atop the scorched wagon and scans for magic, curious what that stick thing is... well, its magic for sure. He starts looking over things and finds that Maggie’s wagon is filled with all sorts of things, including colorful scraps of cloth, empty bottles, a barrel
of seawater, a small keg of grain alcohol, labels, two pots of glue, a well-used makeup kit, a small mirror, a stuffed raven, a makeshift alchemy lab, 7 torches, a potion with words spider climb, and five more bottles of “Magical Maggie’s Miracle Medicine”.

The hidden compartment beneath the wagon seat that Reta found contained the following: which contains a potion with words jump, a magic wand, an elixir with words fire breath, and a small silk bag containing eight baby teeth and a crudely drawn crayon picture of a blonde half-elf woman and a smaller half-elf girl, adorned with hearts. Also tucked away on the side of this seat is an envelop covered in sparkly glitter and more words. The presence of both sparkly glitter AND words seems very important. Probably important enough to even both Chief with.

Now what? You've completed your task of gathering toads, presenting said toads, and now this witch was found with lots of words, words AND glitter.


| HP -2/23 | AC 20, T 14, FF 17 | Saves: 5/4/2 | CMD 16 | Perc. +10 | Init. +3 | 1 Con Damage | Unconscious, Prone

"Crazy horse lady gone! She can't bring words to the village! We greatest heroes!" Reta cheers triumphantly.

"Me grab shredded paper." Reta collects the bag of confetti. "So... now we go back to village. They make us heroes."


NE male goblin Alchemist-3 | hp 23/23 | AC 20, touch 17, flat-footed 15 (+2 armor, +1 deflection+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield, +1 size) | Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +0 (+2 vs poison) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +5 | Conditions: None

Mogmurch stuffs as much unclaimed loot into his pants as will fit, and carries the rest. "Yup, let's go home."


Poog of Zarongel M goblin cleric 3 | HP: 23/23| AC: 17 (T: 13/FF: 15) | F +5, R +6, W +6 | CMB +1 | CMD 13 | Speed: 30 ft | Init +6 | Perception +2 | Conditions: None

"We did it!" After filling his pockets with whatever fits, especially the round golden coins, Poog jumps off the wagon and leaps onto the dead pony. "Just like Zarongel, Poog ride devil horse triumphantly back to town! Go, evil horse! GO!" He uses the back of his unholy symbol to whack the pony's side, urging it forward.


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The crew amasses all the awesome stuff they could have ever dreamed in one plundering of a passing, and extremely unlucky traveling saleswoman. Poog rides that dead horse until its still dead, giving a good once over courtesy of Zarongel. Then looks around for the gold coins, only to be beaten to the golden punch by Mogmurch and his overstuffed pants. He knew those hammer pants would come in handy.

Reta grabs up a bag of colored paper squares, either to throw a party or create an artistic paper mache rendition of the battle with the witch, only time will tell.

Chuffy helps lug off the bulk of the smaller loot with the others, leaving much of the larger items in the wagon, perhaps for another trip back out. The group is only an hour or so from the village anyhow.

Unless you say otherwise I'll assume you leave the barrel of sea water and keg of grain alcohol and actual wagon and horse behind.

Toads and loot in hand, the four whelps return to Licktoad Village with a strut in their step and plenty of bumps, burns and bruises on their bodies.

"HEY! You're back, and.. not dead!" Says Piggy, the snouty looking goblin. "Why you lookin' like Kettlehead but, not looking like Kettlehead? You new Kettlehead?" He asks, picking his pig nose with a stick.

"Huh. You guys find lots of fun fire? Look like one of you did!" A rather big eared goblin girl points at Mogmurch and his scorches. "You better go to Chief, he wanna know all about big fires and new Kettlehead." The two goblins start circling the group, greedily eyeballing all the loot. What do you do?


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It doesn't take long for word to spread in Licktoad Village that the whelps are back, and they brought fresh TOADS! Loptop soon comes to rescue the foursome and usher them along towards Chief's Big Hut, a place they know better than most think...

"Pssht! You?! Didn’t think you would be first back from the bog. Didn’t think you’d be back at all! Brinestump be dangerous today! Slorb saw a stranger on the road this morning, a pointy elfy one with a sparkly hat and a bright wagon and a funny horse. Get you stabby stuff—we’re off to find her and give her a good Licktoad welcome!” And with that the pair of gawkers with the pig nose and oversized ears grin, draw their dog slicers and run out of the village.

Loptop turns to the group and gives them a quick inspection "Well, you got toads and you didn't seem to die.. did you?" She pokes at Poog and Mogmurch specifically as both seem pretty beat up. "You don't sound dead, but you kinda half look and smell dead." She whacks Chuffy on the backside as he picks at his boils "Bad Chuffy, pay attention!"

"Come, Chief wants to hear your stories, see what all this stuff is you have stuffed in your pants, and definitely why Reta is wearing that kettle... After, you go to Nasty Grammel to fix those bumps and burns." She escorts you into the Big Hut, its mostly how you remember it from last night, other than the pile of toppled wood and metal that once was Chief's chair. A pair of older, wiser goblins argues over the best way to rebuild the once proud throne, while a large bellied Chief watches over them from atop a stack of wood with a barrel on it.

Chief Gutwad sits on his makeshift throne as his personal speaker Slorb addresses the group "Our high Chief Gutwad wants to know what happened, so tell him. Don't leave anything good out, and what is all that stuff in your pants?" He pokes at Mogmurch's loaded hammer pants.


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Poog of Zarongel M goblin cleric 3 | HP: 23/23| AC: 17 (T: 13/FF: 15) | F +5, R +6, W +6 | CMB +1 | CMD 13 | Speed: 30 ft | Init +6 | Perception +2 | Conditions: None

"OK OK!" Poog rubs his bruises and mud-caked hands. "Me tell you some, then he tell you some, then she tell you some... we all tell!" He plops down on his rear and starts recalling the past couple days.

"We go to swamp, find toads. But Poog toast them with power of Zarongel," he grins maniacally "But other friends find good toads, whole and alive! Then we leave and KETTLEHEAD try to take our toads!" He punches his hands into the mud a few times, spraying it all over the place. "He try, but he fail. Friends knock him out with big long fruit and blade. Then Reta become new Kettlehead. But Poog run out of boogers, can't heal, not good, not good..." He stares down for a long time.

"Oh. Then we went to Darkfear cave, find lots of goodies and sing songs! But then hairy striped mini horses come out and bite us. Almost kill Poog."

"And if that wasn't enough..." Poog hops to his feet. "Crazy witch lady with word bottles and devil horse gets mad because we don't like her horse! But it's okay, because we kill horse. Hehe."


NE male goblin Alchemist-3 | hp 23/23 | AC 20, touch 17, flat-footed 15 (+2 armor, +1 deflection+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield, +1 size) | Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +0 (+2 vs poison) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +5 | Conditions: None

"Yup." Mogmurch nods along, as Poog tells the whelps' epic tale of heroism. "What Poog said."

The goblin youngling tries to sit down, but his wounds are still tender.

"Nasty Grummel," a wincing Mogmurch says, "I need some butter to rub on my burns. Elf lady almost cooked me."


Amara 'Doc' Featherton | Female CN Medium Human Gunslinger (Way of the Drifter) 3 | HP 27/32 | AC 20 | F +7 R +11 W +9 | Perc +9 Speed 25ft | Default Exploration: | Active Conditions: None

"Chuffy gots to do lots of stabbing! Lots. Was a good day," Chuffy adds, grinning maniacally. "Stupid witch not very good witch, kept saying she'd make us toads but we never got toaded."


| HP -2/23 | AC 20, T 14, FF 17 | Saves: 5/4/2 | CMD 16 | Perc. +10 | Init. +3 | 1 Con Damage | Unconscious, Prone

"Reta is the new Kettlehead!" She puts her hands on her shoulder and laughs.

Then she adjusts her helmet before it falls off.

"Old Kettlehead wanted our toads, but he was weak."

"Crazy horse lady dead. We saved the village from her words! But smaller crazy horse lady is out there. Somewhere." Reta has a steely, determined look on her face.


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The great Licktoad Chief watches the four as they speak of their grand adventure, doing his best to not look as interested as is really is. Poog is the first to tell his version of the story, followed by Mogmurch, Chuffy, and finally Reta.

Loptop laughs when Reta mentions Kettlehead "Sound like he was weak. Wear that kettle good big headed Reta." You can tell she's sincere.

The talk of the witch though puts everyone, even the Chief a bit on edge. He raises a mummified human hand into the air and waves everyone silent, the points to Slorb. Slorb nods and carefully, (and barely!) climbs up the makeshift throne so Chief can whisper in his ear.

Climb: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6

Slorb nods and hops down. "Chief want to see these crazy witch lady things... the ones with the words! Also want to see biggest and best toad. Come come." He waves at them to show them.


NE male goblin Alchemist-3 | hp 23/23 | AC 20, touch 17, flat-footed 15 (+2 armor, +1 deflection+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield, +1 size) | Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +0 (+2 vs poison) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +5 | Conditions: None

"Chief, we did it!" Mogmurch pumps his little fist in the air, feeling much better after Nasty Grummel's healing ministrations.

The fat toad chirping and croaking in Mogmurch's pants pokes its head out, blinking at the aged goblin leader.


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Sorry, I didn't mention it above, Nasty isn't in the meeting. You'll get to be patched up afterwards.

Loptop takes a look at the toad "That toad don't even look licked yet. Why get toads if you not gonna lick 'em?" She laughs.


NE male goblin Alchemist-3 | hp 23/23 | AC 20, touch 17, flat-footed 15 (+2 armor, +1 deflection+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield, +1 size) | Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +0 (+2 vs poison) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +5 | Conditions: None

Raising an eyebrow at Loptop, Mogmurch snatches the toad from his pants, and clutching it like an amphibian ice cream cone, takes a tentative lick.

The little goblin frowns. Nothin' happened!

He glances left and right at his friends. "Got me a bum toad. 'S not workin'."


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Just as Mogmurch finishes his sentence he can feel a tingle in his goblin tongue. It starts out bitter, then turns from sour, to sweet, to even a bit of a peppery finish. His skin starts to sweat and tingle too. The torches in the background flicker and dance. He looks up to see Loptop laughing at him... "Still think you got a bum toad?" She asks before reaching down to claim her own lick on the thoroughly confused and freaked out toad.

Mogmurch:
"Stillll thinkkkk youuuu gotttt bummmm toadddd?" She asks. Her tongue comes out in slow motion, the size of a huge carp, flicking and flopping across the toad's back. As he looks around at the others their bodies are incredibly misshapen. Reta's head is now five times the size of her body, instead of just twice. Chuffy's eyes have been replaced by oversized, weeping boils, and Poog is huge: you're surprised he can even still fit inside the hut!

Licking Toads: The so-called Lick Toads of Tadpole Bog secrete a mild toxin that causes dizziness and hallucinations and dulls pain in young goblins. Licking or eating a Lick Toad is a standard action, and provides the lucky goblin with 5 temporary hit points for 30 minutes.
During that time, the toad-licker takes a –2 penalty on Perception and initiative checks. A goblin can benefit from licking a toad only once per day, and after three licks, the licker no longer gains any benefit at all (but still receives gross and hilarious hallucinations).


| HP -2/23 | AC 20, T 14, FF 17 | Saves: 5/4/2 | CMD 16 | Perc. +10 | Init. +3 | 1 Con Damage | Unconscious, Prone

"Heroes lick toads?"

Reta grabs her toad. And takes a lick.

"Wow, heroes get all the good stuff. Let's go talk to Nasty, Crazy Horse Lady burn us good."


NE male goblin Alchemist-3 | hp 23/23 | AC 20, touch 17, flat-footed 15 (+2 armor, +1 deflection+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield, +1 size) | Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +0 (+2 vs poison) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +5 | Conditions: None

”I be trippin’, homies!” Mogmurch smiles, a trail of drool wending its way down his chin, eyes trying to focus on his wavering fingers.


Amara 'Doc' Featherton | Female CN Medium Human Gunslinger (Way of the Drifter) 3 | HP 27/32 | AC 20 | F +7 R +11 W +9 | Perc +9 Speed 25ft | Default Exploration: | Active Conditions: None

"Well...we be Licktoads, guess that why," Chuffy remarks with a shrug. He stares hard at Moggy, who now seems to be off in his own little world.

"Trippin'? Moggy trippin' who?"

Chuffy looks around.

"Don't see anyone to trip! Moggy being weird," he mutters as he produces and then takes a big old slobbery lick of his own captured toad.


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Reta and Chuffy join in on the toad licking. They too start to see distorted visions. Faces warping, strange and unexpected sounds when someone speaks, and an overall fit of giggles. "Fun huh?" Giggles Loptop with her huge, slobbering tongue on yet another toad.

As the group starts to get into all the fun you'd expect, the Chief waves them out of his hut, needing to study the things with words they'd found: especially the one with sparkles.

The goblins spend their evening resting, feasting, singing and dancing. Their tribe mates all eager to hear the stories of the Cave of Darkfear, but more so of the meeting with the witch, and the battle with the small horse.

Nasty Grammel heals any lasting burns and bruises, and even tells them of any unknown items they've found. "Magic wand stick! Makes burns go away, good stick." Cure light wounds, 15 charges. Elixir of fire breath, potion of jump, potion of spider climb.

Another post to come.


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The bright disk is high in the sky by the time the camp rises to its feet. Partying deep into the night with fresh toads and new stories. The Chief and his speaker Slorb call a meeting at the big fire pit.

Slorb clears his throat and speaks on the Chief's behalf: “Our new goblin heroes have returned with horrible, horrible
news: A stranger has brought horrible, horrible words into our swamp. Extra-horrible words! Because these words sparkle.
Maybe they be magic words. Maybe even worse magic than regular words. The stranger also had a map, and Chief Gutwad knows from looking at the map that this is clearly where the longshanks MAKE their terrible sparkly words! They be planning something bad. But we be goblins! We be the baddest thing! Licktoads will march on longshanks word-makers and smash everything!"

“Light the fire! Sharpen blade!"
“We be goblins! We make raid!”

He chants and the rest of the village joins in, you're going on a raid! Make ready!

One more post coming!


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The light forest and overgrown field give way to a rundown little farm bustling with activity. Colorful paper and cloth hang from the barn and house, and tables loaded with food and drink are scattered around the yard. In the center of it all stands a cake that rises nearly two goblins tall and drips with icing and custard. A few slices have already been removed, revealing an interior that looks moist and delicious.

You all are part of an overall raid on the property. Groups of goblins went off to have fun and grab what they can around the farm, feel free to decide where you wish to start via the map. There are no real objectives or strategy from the Chief. Goblins don't do strategy they do crazy, so feel free to go crazy, just make what checks you would think be appropriate.

MAP


| HP -2/23 | AC 20, T 14, FF 17 | Saves: 5/4/2 | CMD 16 | Perc. +10 | Init. +3 | 1 Con Damage | Unconscious, Prone

"No more words!" Reta holds her horsechopper high. "And no more horses!" She runs towards the barn, ready to strike.

Perception, Where are the horses?: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Chop the Horse with the horsechopper: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3


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Poog of Zarongel M goblin cleric 3 | HP: 23/23| AC: 17 (T: 13/FF: 15) | F +5, R +6, W +6 | CMB +1 | CMD 13 | Speed: 30 ft | Init +6 | Perception +2 | Conditions: None

Earlier

"Wait, can Poog lick burnt toad, or that not work?" Poog shrugs, and tries it anyway.

Now

Poog looks ahead at the colorful paper and looks for any sign of words. "New Kettlehead Reta is right! No more words! Words you say, Poog say TURDS!" The goblin rushes the colorful paper and starts tearing what he can down.

Perception, find the sparkling words: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
Acrobatics, jump up to take words: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Strength, tear up the words!: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (9) - 1 = 8


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NE male goblin Alchemist-3 | hp 23/23 | AC 20, touch 17, flat-footed 15 (+2 armor, +1 deflection+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield, +1 size) | Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +0 (+2 vs poison) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +5 | Conditions: None

"Caaaake!" Mogmurch sneaks over to the big table and swipes a handful of sweet, sticky deliciousness.
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (4) + 14 = 18
Sleight of Hand: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7


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Amara 'Doc' Featherton | Female CN Medium Human Gunslinger (Way of the Drifter) 3 | HP 27/32 | AC 20 | F +7 R +11 W +9 | Perc +9 Speed 25ft | Default Exploration: | Active Conditions: None

"FOOD...FOOD MEANS FOOD FIGHT!"

Of a somewhat similar mind to Moggy, Chuffy makes a beeline for one of the tables loaded down with food and drink. Forgoing any idea of stealth he simply attempts to hop atop of one...

Acrobatics (Get on the Table): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

...and proceeds to alternate between stuffing random fistfuls of food into his gob and throwing other fistfuls of food at any nearby longshanks or goblins or...anything that moves, really.

Food Fight (A Drumstick is an Improvised Weapon): 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (18) - 4 = 14
Damage(?): 1d2 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

"FOOD FIGHT FOOD FIGHT FOOD FIGHT!"


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1-14 Lions of Katapesh Goblin Morale Points: 9

Reta: There is no horse chopper available. The one you guys found in the cave was old and unusable. Your best option is a dogslicer and the shield.

Poog: Your burnt toads still function when eaten or licked.

The raid is on. Apparently the lick toad goblins have stumbled onto a wedding! Numerous guests can be seen milling and/or fleeing: longshanks and shortshanks with hairy feet and elf like ears. All around the event the sounds of goblin songs, screaming patrons, and even a mixture of farm animal sounds, especially near the barn... just where Reta runs off to as the other head towards the cake and tables. "Goblins! Ahhhh run!" Can be heard around the farm.

Reta steps inside the barn with eyes filled with blood. She can hear the sounds of squealing from the pens outside, along with clucking and screaming noises inside. As she comes inside she notices a cloud of funny smelling smoke coming from one of the stalls.

The other three goblins do what goblins do best: destroy and eat and destroy eats.

Mogmurch wolfs down a handful of gooey AWESOMENESS, the sugar hits his brain like adrenaline: The world starts to move at a mile a minute. Hasted!

Poog spies banners with oversized, sparkly, and oppressive words strung between posts overhead. The tables also have folded cards with words, held down by colorful rocks. Plates, knives, forks and spoons cover the table as well. He jumps up on one of the tables to reach a banner but with those jumping skills they float out of reach. Instead he tears up some seating cards and second hand Congrats! napkins.

Chuffy hops up on another table and proceeds to pig out on the appetizer spread. Lots of soft cheeses, crackers, fruit and cold meats to be found. Even a platter with MULTIPLE types of PICKLES can be seen. He tosses a cold chicken leg at a pair of fleeing children.

As the ruckus near the barn grows, that cloud of smoke Reta saw births a longshanks "Huh? What's goin' on out there?" As he comes out of hiding with a pipe in his mouth and a dazed look on his face. "Who let you in here?" He points at Reta and fumbles for a longsword on his belt. His chain shirt jingles as he does.

COMBAT!?!


1-14 Lions of Katapesh Goblin Morale Points: 9

Poog and Mogmurch look up at just the right time to see a longshanks step out in the barn. He's got a patch over one eye and a burning, smoking stick in his mouth. And most importantly: a longsword and armor on.

COMBAT!

Initiative:

Poog Init: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Reta Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Chuffy Init: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Mogmurch Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Gunders Init: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (14) - 1 = 13

Bold is up!

Round 1!

Poog
Mogmurch (Hasted)
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Gunders
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Chuffy
Reta

Party Buffs: Nil

Environmental Conditions: If it looks difficult it is.

Combat Map


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| HP -2/23 | AC 20, T 14, FF 17 | Saves: 5/4/2 | CMD 16 | Perc. +10 | Init. +3 | 1 Con Damage | Unconscious, Prone

Reta reaches for her horseshopper dogslicer and screams "WOLVES ARE NOT DOGS!" before charging in bravely losing her initiative.


NE male goblin Alchemist-3 | hp 23/23 | AC 20, touch 17, flat-footed 15 (+2 armor, +1 deflection+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +1 shield, +1 size) | Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +0 (+2 vs poison) Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +5 | Conditions: None

"HavesomecakeChuffy.It'sreally,reallygooooodddd!" Mogmurch squeals in a delighted rapid, staccato burst.

He races toward the longshanks coming out of the barn, then screeches to a halt, and pulls a rock out of his pants, so he can throw it at the man.


Poog of Zarongel M goblin cleric 3 | HP: 23/23| AC: 17 (T: 13/FF: 15) | F +5, R +6, W +6 | CMB +1 | CMD 13 | Speed: 30 ft | Init +6 | Perception +2 | Conditions: None

"Uh oh. Longshank has sword! But we have the power of Zarongel on our side!" Poog drops the scraps of napkins as he rushes over towards the man, passing Mogmurch and extending his arms to spray out a flame. "Moggy, watch me set longshank on fire!"

Burning Hands: 1d4 ⇒ 1

:-) DC 12


1-14 Lions of Katapesh Goblin Morale Points: 9

Mogmurch races into the barn, ready to party, goblin style. I think the bow has about 3? more arrows left intact? Just fyi.

Poog sees the barn is full of hay, and a few bits of it burn up quickly from his spell. After his casting and the flames that followed he's greeted by a trio of high pitched screams coming from the goats in the pens.

Goats

Gunders Reflex DC12: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (15) - 1 = 14

Gunders manages to duck most of the flames, just giving his eyebrows and self esteem a bit of a roasting. "Goblins! I told Lotti we should've stayed home. Friggin' Paddlefoot wedding, waste of time." He draws out his longsword and steps forward to put Poog on the blade but his movements are pretty clumsy, even for a longshanks.

Longsword: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 81d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Bold is up!

Round 1/2!

Poog
Mogmurch (Hasted)
---
Gunders -1NL
---
Chuffy
Reta

Party Buffs: Nil

Environmental Conditions: If it looks difficult it is.

Combat Map

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