ROLL FOR INITIATIVE!!!
Hobgobs
Gobs
Varis
Gaeldon
Iocundius
Antal
Kalia
Aelwulf
Party
Gobs
Hobs
Kalia
Party UP!!!
Finding himself suddenly in danger Varis curses the 3 larger Goblins (Hobgoblins) in front of the party.
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The hobgoblins look like they can feel a great doom wash over them... a portent of ill fate in the battle to come.
The man stands some yards back from the hobgoblins, having watched others launch themselves at the goblinoids. He nods, approving.
Iocundius stands 5' 9" tall and weighs 155lb, covered in scale mail, a shield, and clutching an iron symbol of Law. He has the dark hair and pale skin of his region, with pronounced and visible cheekbones. His face is gaunt and dark rings lie under his eyes but his dark eyes are focused.
He holds the symbol aloft and calls out in a driven voice:
"Strike down the hobgoblins! Let none escape!"
The symbol glows and three others feel more adept - and one inspired to strike their foe again!
Aelwulf advances forward behind his shield and slashes out from behind it with his polished longsword.
At Iocundius command Aelwulf takes a second swipe at the hobgoblin.
Aelwulf scowls at his lack of success.
That will have the original map. You move in a straight line to Hob#1. I also moved up Varis 10 feet so that the Hobs are all in range of his spell. Aelwulf is marked with a yellow dot indicating Bless. Hobs have a red dot indicating bane. Updated Map in folder as 1-1.
Aelwulf WILL be needing support.
Kalia spits and says "Goblins stink so bad that breathing it in is like licking raw sewage, only the sewage would at least have had a bath!"
Gaelden took in the scene with an experienced eye. The Goliath towered over the assembled goblinoids, even though he was only about seven feet tall. Short for his people, tall for just about anyone else. But what he ‘lacked’ in height he made up for in sheer brawn. The Goliath strode forward, with hammer in hand. It was his weapon of choice because it didn’t require upkeep. Out in the wilds, swords needed sharpening and could rust. A broken sword was a useless sword. And an axe that saw too much use became blunt, making it into a less effective hammer. But a hammer? That could be used as much as needed, and even if it became worn and dented, it still remained effective.
And as the goblin soon learned, a well-used Hammer was still stronger than bones.
killing stuff
A little hafling wearing leather armor and caring a bow with his quiver stuffed with arrows is just coming out of shock from seeing the poor dead farmers.
"EEEk viscous goblins."
And he Launches an arrow at goblin #2.
But the wind catches the arrow and it slams into a small tree almost splitting it in two.
Antal looses an arrow that misses and splits a nearby sapling tree.
Gaeldon smites a goblin to the dust while Aelwulf tries to engage the hobgoblins. One barks an order and they form up around him while one of the goblins moves to attack the Goliath, stepping over his dead friend, with the archers moving into position to attack the same target.
Goblin 3 (Melee) for
Goblin 1 (Archer) for
Goblin 2 (Archer) for
While the slash from the goblin in deadly hand to hand combat smashes into the barbarians shield, the archers are able to send glancing arrows that draw blood.
Aelwulf fights desperately to keep alive...
HobGoblin 1 (Melee) for
HobGoblin 2 (Melee) for
HobGoblin 3 (Melee) for
He will swear after the battle that something was holding the enemy back... something that saved his life! He still takes a hit but another potentially deadly hit strikes a hastily raised shield.
Kalia is up!
Iocundius glares at the trio of hobgoblins who piled onto Aelwulf.
"Aelwulf, fight on! Slay the cowards!"
Kalia moves towards the enemy, ending up standing shoulder to shoulder with Gaeldon .
Drawing her maul as he moved, when she arrived she wasted no time trying to introduce it to the skull of the Hobgoblin when she arrived.
Party UP!!!
Party
Gobs
Hobs
Kalia
Blessed - Gaeldon, Antal and Aelwulf
Moving on from the broken corpse of the first goblin, the Goliath continued to rage. His bloody hammer came down, knocking aside the goblin’s blade and into it’s shoulder.
Seeing the Hobgoblins about to pounce on those brave souls that are defending what's left of the farm homes.
Antal launches an arrow at Hobgoblin #3.
Aelwulf digs deep after having his bell rung and retaliates against the hobgoblin that struck him.
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Iocundius looks for a wounded goblinoid. Seeing blood, he raises his holy symbol.
Then, there is the sound of a bell tolling above that hob or gob.
Varis moves behind Aelwulf and lays his hands upon his shoulder as positive energy flows between them instantly healing some of Aelwulf's wounds.
Gaeldon crushes the shoulder and chest of his target with a single blow. Antal shoots at one of the hobgoblins and misses, however the shot distracts the humanoid enough for Aelwulf to make a decapitating cut that sees its head rolling in the dust. Iocundius calls on his god. There is a deep and ominous toll of a bell and one of the goblin archers keels over dead.
Varis hurls a stream of insults towards one of the large Goblins (Hobgoblin 2) attacking Aelwulf. "Your heathen gods have abandoned you!"
On failed save:
Disadvantage on next attack
Gaeldon crushes the shoulder and chest of his target with a single blow. Antal shoots at one of the hobgoblins and misses, however the shot distracts the humanoid enough for Aelwulf to make a decapitating cut that sees its head rolling in the dust. Iocundius calls on his god. There is a deep and ominous toll of a bell and one of the goblin archers keels over dead. Varis tries to shake one of the hobgoblins but it ignores the attempt.
The last goblin takes a shot at Gaeldon and then runs towards what you can see is a ragged column of retreating goblins and hobgoblins.
Goblin 1 for ... crit! = 13 Pts of dmg
The hobgoblins yell at the Goblin, then at each other then move to flank Aelwulf.
We will stop you!, one growls.
Hobgoblin 1 for Hit!
Hobgoblin 2 for
Aelwulf is feeling bruised and battered as a heavy blow is blocked by his armour. Again, some sort of swirling doubt clouds what may have been a fatal blow from the other hobgoblin.
Kalia is now up!
Kalia steps forward and hits Hobgoblin #2 with her maul.
It grunts in pain, and is definitely badly hurt.
Party UP!!!
Party
Gobs
Hobs
Kalia
Iocundius spits words - in goblin!
"Khruun, daan dech oc o!"
"No, we will end you!"
Iocundius once again aims his holy symbol towards Aelwulf, then the wounded goblin:
"STRIKE THEM DOWN!"
Starting at 1st level, you can invoke the power of law to drive an ally to attack. If you cast a spell with a spell slot of 1st level or higher and target an ally with the spell, that ally can use their reaction immediately after the spell to make one weapon attack against a creature of your choice that you can see. If the spell targets more than one ally, you choose the ally who can make the attack.
Starting at 1st level, you can invoke the power of law to drive an ally to attack. If you cast a spell with a spell slot of 1st level or higher and target an ally with the spell, that ally can use their reaction immediately after the spell to make one weapon attack against a creature of your choice that you can see. If the spell targets more than one ally, you choose the ally who can make the attack.
Nocking another arrow Antal aims at the loud mouth Hobgoblin.
"This should shut you up."
Antal says as he releases the arrow.
And moves up to the left side of Varis while getting a new arrow nocked.
Gaeldren was on a roll. The Goliath was living up to the reputation of his people...even though so far his victims were just goblins. But with them dead, he was ready for larger foes. He went straight into the hobgoblins, roaring a wordless battlecry. He didn’t even seem to notice the arrow sticking out of his back.
Invigorated by Iocundius's healing Aelwulf lashes out at the hobgoblin.
The archer goblin moves rapidly, feet given wings by fear towards a large group of goblinoids, maybe 30 in all, all moving away from the farm, many of them hugging sacks and small barrels to their chests or balanced on their shoulders. Others lead bleating protesting goats on ropes or hold squawking chickens by their feet. A few, hobgoblins all, watch you tear apart their comrades, hacking them to the ground or using magic to brutally end their lives.
This immediate battle is over. Your hearts start to race slower with the threat in front of you ended while some of you suck in deep breaths.
You remember this farm, that even gave you a place for you and the refugees you led... right there... in that barn that is now well aflame. You can remember the stew that the farmers wife gave you - light on meat, heavy on turnip but good cooking nonetheless. That wife, whose body lies in a pool of drying blood not far from where you stand.
You look over at the foes you dispatched. They are not what some of you would expect. They're poorly equipped. These hobgoblins wear old ring mail or scale mail. Two longswords and a morningstar are ill maintained and showing signs of neglect. The goblin corpses are similar. Their weapons clearly stolen of human make rather than goblin workmanship, their armour crudely refitted human armour.
You lift your gaze to the rough 'tribe' in retreat, now over 200 feet away and lock eyes with the largest of the Hobgoblins. There is an unspoken challenge... and perhaps a question?
If you survive what may come? At least you'll get paid back at 'The Fort'. You have your affidavit of safe conduct from the leader of those refugees. The coin is awaiting you in escrow back with the Baliff.
Ioucundius glares back at the apparent hobgoblin leader.
The face of our enemy.
He looks around at the others.
"A good start on the goblins, but too many over there for us to take on right now. Let us take what arms and armour are still usable for those back in the fort. Gaelden, I can heal you tomorrow if you are still badly wounded."
Coming out of his rage, Gaeldren took several deep breaths. As he did so he ripped the arrow out of himself in one violent motion. Miraculously the wound closed completely.
”No need. It will take more than that to keep me down.”
”So, what is left? Thirty or so of the enemy? Can’t believe that the cowards flee when they have such numbers.”
Locking eyes with the presumed hobgoblin leader, Gaeldren made a rather rude gesture in it’s direction.
Kalia starts moving after the escaping Goblin, then stops for a moment and shouts "You forgot this!" before scooping up the corpse of one of the dead goblins and flinging it at the retreating one like a missile.
Varis seems less concerned with the Goblins that have taken their loot and started to flee, and immediately checks around the farm for signs of anyone that might be trapped inside.
Varis yells over the sound of the farm engulfed in flames "Check the farmers for signs of lie!"
Kalia starts moving after the escaping Goblin, then stops for a moment and shouts "You forgot this!" before scooping up the corpse of one of the dead goblins and flinging it at the retreating one like a missile.
[dice=Attack Roll w/Disadvamtage for long range]1d20+5; 1d20+5
[dice=Damage Roll (going with 1d6, feel free to roll something different)]1d6+3
Aelwulf inspects the corpses of the dead goblinoids.
He finds little of interest, the are hobgoblins and goblins with little if any difference from those he has seen before. Squatting next to one of the hobgoblins he speaks up, "thankfully they are cowards, I, for one, would much rather collect our coin back at the Fort rather than get
mobbed by goblins."
At Varis' call, Iocundius has a look for any survivors, ready to spare the dying by dint of divine magic.