Azadi winces slightly at the sight of one of goblins successfully kicking Brand. Unsure how best to help, but certain something must be done, he raises his free hand and fires a blast of wind at as many goblins as he can line up, hoping to drive them off the dwarf.
"Brand!" Thakus tries to beat a path to his ally.
Thakus kills the goblin in front of him and Azadi Fuz-Roh-Dah's pushes the other goblin towards the wall.
Elan swings at the goblin in the doorway.
As Brand tries getting up, the goblins continue trying to thrash at him. The goblins that Azadi pushed to the wall get up and join the others.
One of the punches actually go towards the dwarf's face, but at the last moment, is deflected by his protective magic.
Azadi reaches out and touches Thakus again with the some guiding power he’s used several times before.
Against a seemingly neverending line of goblins between himself and Brand, one at a time, Thakus strikes them down.
Brand's swing makes a goblin feint and Thakus straight out cuts him in half.
Elan keeps playing whack a goblin.
The goblins panic seeing their friends being slaughtered and try to make a run for it.
Shocked at the turn of events, Azadi stabs wildly at a fleeing goblin with his trident.
Elan swings at the retreating goblin trying to stop him.
Thakus tries to swing at the goblin, but it ducks under his sword. Curses!
Though weak, they are extremely quick and one of them manages to actually push Thakus and Azadi out of his way runs to the way they just came.
It was extremely odd to that such a small creature would be able to bypass such a large and strong half-orc but maybe the improbability of it all was an element of surprise. The other goblin doesn't manage to run by and instead laughs at Thakus and tries biting him.
He only bites armor.
Brand does manage to kill the last goblin in the room, although one goblin is running away.
Azadi moves to Elan and touches him with a minor blessing.
Thakus wipes the blood off his sword. "Sorry I couldn't dispatch them sooner. I'm still trying to get faster with my strikes."
Elan chases after the goblin and fires a bolt of fire at him.
Elan manages a burning wound on the goblin, but he continues running.
Silence now permeates the fort after the last goblin is killed.
Elan listens and hearing nothing says "Let's finish looking on this floor before heading down. Why don't we check out the room we found these guys in and see if there is anything useful before checking the room next to it and then the other on this floor." He then heads to the bunk room and begins searching it.
Elan does a careful examination of the goblin barracks and finds nothing more than some scrap semi-rotten food, an attempt at knitting which has been given up and a hidden pouch with
silver pieces.
The next room opens to another flight of stairs that goes down.
"Are there any other rooms left to check on this floor?" Azadi asks. "I'd hate to risk leaving any living goblins above us, just in case something goes wrong and we need to retreat..."
”Lead the way then,” Azadi answers Brand with an affirming nod.
The underground level of the fort is carved into stone, and Brand notices that is has high quality craftsmanship. This clearly wasn't built by the same builders of the wooden fort above. The wooden staircase awkwardly connects with a stone one. The only wood that can be seen are the doors which have been jury-rigged in place. Down here the ceiling is 8 feet high.
The group descends into a room where a single lantern hangs from a hook on the wall next to where the stairs enter this room from the north. Several rickety doors open into this room, and a few discarded dog pelt rugs lie forgotten in the northeast corner.
There are three doors to the south, one to the west, one to the north and one to the east.
Brand doesn't hear anything exceptional, but on the west-most southern door he hears a distinct moaning sound, which can be interpreted as irritation, boredom or inquietude.
Azadi casts guidance on Brand, in preparation for any challenges they might encounter.
Dozens of ratty cushions, lumpy pillows, and rumpled dogskin furs lie heaped in the south half of this chamber, which smells of a nauseating mixture of vinegar and rotten flowers.
Brand finds himself facing four female goblins sitting in attempted sexiness and over the top make-up. They look at him and gasp, startled. It seems they were expecting someone else.
Azadi unconsciously places his free hand on his tummy as it turns at the appalling sight.
Thakus grunts in laughter. "Huh. So even among goblins, the oldest profession is alive and well. No, I only have one way of making sure they never leave."
Slightly green Elan looks and says, "I can try jimmying the door so it stays closed. I do speak goblin as well. What do you want to say to them?"
”I also speak goblin,” Azadi quietly confesses, just in case the information proves useful in the future.
Azadi cringes slightly and mumbles "gods, let's hope they're not into that sort of thing..." while Elan handles the translation.