GM Euan's Rise of the Runelords (Inactive)

Game Master Euan

Meg drops orange with an AoO and though she closes with pink, she can’t drop two in one round. Kizzy pens in the goblin, but cannot quite land a solid blow with all the wagon bits in the way. Izomandakus moves his mighty steed even as Pachemu leaps onto the platform (‘cause why not) and dives into the goblin. Kast moves into position to threaten the warchanter, setting up a flank for Seamus rushes forward and slams his sword into the warchanter, who takes the blow heavily to the ribs.

Pink runs under the wagon, setting it alight with his torch, leaving it behind to help the burn. He then rushes (if he lives) toward the bucket brigade. He provokes from Meg and Kizzy as he does so.

Purple uses his dogslicer on Pachemu even as he tries to pick up the torch next to her.
purple dogslicer on Pachemu: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14 damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Though their voices are dimming, you can still, just, catch another refrain from the goblin warchanters still alive (and not running away)…
”Bones be cracked, flesh be stewed,
We be Goblins! You be Food!”

Your warchanter continues to run west, toward the edge of town. If not stopped (and he’ll be hard to catch due to the crowds which he can duck around, through, and under) he’ll likely try to retreat via junk beach.

- Round 5 -
Meg - 20
Kizzy - 15
Izomandakus - 14
Pachemu - 14 (-4hp)
Kast - 2
- Round 6 -
Seamus - 29
Blue Goblin - 21 (-13, bleeding)
Green Goblin - 21 (-8, stable)
Orange Goblin - 21 (-12, stable)
Pink Goblin - 21
Purple Goblin - 21
Red Goblin - 21 (-9, stable)
Goblin Warchanter - 21 (-6)

Next up - Everyone!

Round 5, Init 2

Kast seems surprised when Seamus comes up and cracks the warchanter. Kast looks confused, as if he'd never considered that Seamus would fight, let alone could fight.

He tries to remember the first and last times he's seen Seamus with a greatsword. But no matter...there are goblins afoot.

:limp, drag, limp:

Kast stoutly pursues the warchanter, wishing again that he had greater speed.

C'mon, Kast!

:limp, drag, limp:

Double move.

"No!" Izomandakus looks horrified when the goblin nearly disembowels his pig friend.

Seeing the goblins have left the Cathedral be, Izomandakus stops concentrating in his magic and the horse disappears in a vortex of flames "Pachemu, out of here, now! Leave the goblin to the strong ladies" then he realizes one of the goblins putting the wagon in font in fire "Buggers!"

Focusing his magic on the torch, he lifts it slowly making it float out of the wagon, and letting it fall into the earthy ground.
A common torch seems to be 1 lbs
He then looks for his crossbow, Varisia is a frontier land "Aneka was right about never leaving home unarmed"

Despite his grievous wounds Pachemu rejects to abide by Izomandakus orders. Seeing the golden woman climb to the dais, the pig attacks the green creature biting it hungrily and leaving a flank open "Ooiiiiiink!"
Bite: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 211d4 ⇒ 1
Critical: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 71d4 ⇒ 2

Greatsword AoO vs Pink: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23 Damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (3, 2) + 3 = 8
Crit confirm?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 Nope Damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (3, 2) + 3 = 8

Will Kizzy be considered adjacent if she is on the ground and the others are on the platform?

AoO vs Pink: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Damage (painful stare): 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5

Meg rushes to stab at the fleeing goblin, but the fwoom of the blaze above it makes her pull back at the last moment. She is not particularly interested in following the goblin's route, so she tries a quick jump up to platform.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

When she comes up just a bit short, she catches herself as she falls back down. "Damn it! This always looked so much easier on stage."

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

She jumps once more, now with a newfound appreciation for actors. She turns her stare to the goblin right in front of her.

Move to jump, then move to jump again, then swift to stare at purple

"Blast!" As the goblin spins off the very sharp tip of his blade and begins to run through the crowd, Seamus lets out a curse. Watching as Kast shuffles past, he tries to follow but is impeded by the crowd. "Move! Bloody well Move!" Stopping near his friend Seamus see's the goblin dodging around the celebrants making fast it's escape.

double move, 60 ft in rough terrain

Qetsiyah stepped closer to the platform to reach the goblin hacking at Pachemu. Izomandakus is going to have to get barding for that little pork pie...
She slashed upwards, lifting the nasty little punter off his feet with her follow-through.

Greatsword attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21 Damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (1, 3) + 3 = 7 (+1 more if I get Meg's bonus?)

Meg misses with her AoO, but leaps up onto the platform, with a second wind. Kizzy slashes at the remaining goblin, dropping him where he stood. Izomandakus stops another fire from forming as Pachemu bites at the goblin on his way down. Kast double moves toward the warchanter, trying to keep the pressure on. Seamus double moves to try and catch the warchanter.

Father Zantus has a good bucket line going, and he’s at the front of the line now, casting Create Water on the hotspots further in - harder to reach by bucket, at least for now. The fire seems controlled, though not yet out. The church seems to be OK, if a little singed.

You can chase down the single fleeing goblin, or head north, toward the half dozen or so you saw moving that way - toward the White Deer (which has a lot of glass windows). If you chose to head north, we’re out of initiative. If you chose to chase the warchanter, we’ll step back to the chase rules and are also out of initiative.

In that case please start off by making an Acrobatics check DC 13 or Escape Artist DC 10 (-2 on the roll for folks moving at 20’). Oh, and of course we can always split the party. I love splitting the party… rubs hands together gleefully

Meg - 20
Kizzy - 15
Izomandakus - 14
Kast - 2
Seamus - 29
Blue Goblin - 21 (-14, bleeding)
Green Goblin - 21 (-8, stable)
Orange Goblin - 21 (-13, bleeding)
Pink Goblin - 21(-8hp, stable)
Purple Goblin - 21 (-9hp, bleeding)
Red Goblin - 21 (-9, stable)
Goblin Warchanter - 21 (-6)

Don’t forget Desna’s Blessing!

Meg's heart beats fast and she pauses to catch her breath. Even if she hates the feeling of hurting another living creature, the exhiliration of the battle itself is invigorating. She has always held so much energy in-check, only letting it out for her parties, so finally letting it out when--mostly--sober has felt so freeing.

She looks south towards the fleeing warchanter, then north again as she remembers the glass-breakers. One goblin already on the run or a whole cadre of them chomping at the bit. The choice is obvious. "The other goblins are up by the White Deer! I'm going to drive them away. Who is with me?"

Izomandakus kneels and checks Pachemu's wound is not deadly "Stubborn pig, why did you not run away?"

Picking a bolt he loads it into the heavy crossbow "Hey guys! I spot a trope of goblins heading north to the White Deer. I fear they might be trying to open the entrance gates to let the whole tribe in"

"I am with you Meg!" the next round Izomandakus casts mage armor and descends the dais heading north.

Got your 6!

Kizzy nods and moves to follow, "Someone's got to keep you three out of trouble."

Turning to the small child, she puts on the scowl that comes so naturally to her. "Where is your mother, kid? Run to her now, while it's safe. Go on!" Keeping an eye on the kid until safely in the hands of an adult, she cups her hands around her mouth and bellows in the direction of the half-elf and the watchman. "More near the White Deer! Heading there now!"

Seeing the goblin turn, making an obscene gesture at them, then run into the crowd. "Blast! The little bugger is in the crowd!" Seamus turns to Kast, sheathing his shortsword. "We may never catch him."

Hearing Meg and Izomandakus call about more goblins, he looks to where he left his hat and the afternoons earnings, giving a sigh. Turning back to Kast. "Isomandakus said Goblins may be opening the northern gate."

He nods the direction the goblin fled. "What if it's trying to distract us and the real fight is up near the White Deer?"

"We may never catch him."

Kast was about to give chase, but Seamus's words draw him back.

"Yes, of course. We should protect the interior. Of course," Kast says as he moves back to follow the party, limping as fast as he can to keep pace.

Following along to where the action is.

Not able to tell if the goblin headed down Tower Street or High Street, Seamus turns and looks towards where he left his grey floppy wool hat. Shrugging he walks with Kast, across the square and up Church Street, following the others.

Using his left elbow he nudges his lute back behind him and still palming a dagger in his left hand, he draws his shortsword again in his right. Smiling "If I'd known were were gonna have a fight, I'd have left the lute at the 'kitten'"

The party rushes to the north to encounter Sherriff Hemlock breathing hard with two of the watch, all sporting a few injuries. They’ve just mopped up the Breakbag Goblins as you arrive. He sees you with goblin blood on you and shouts out, particularly Kast, ”Good job, is this lot with you?” not waiting for an answer he continues, ”Good! Head to the north gate and see if you can stop any more from getting in. I heard there was a cluster in the Market Square, which is where I’m headed. Hold until you’re relieved!”

And with that the big man is off, running with his assistants to the south at a brisk pace. What do you do?

Izomandakus looks at the Sheriff with respect, and a bit of concerned the guard seems being overwhelmed. He looks at his new friends and at Pachemu also half-opened by the dogslicers.

Pachemu nods to the boy and the boy nods too.

Resolved he exclaims "Ei Kast! If they do come, you cannot hold the gates alone. Let me help" he raises the heavy crossbow showing it is loaded and ready.

”Good job, is this lot with you?” not waiting for an answer he continues, ”Good! Head to the north gate and see if you can stop any more from getting in. I heard there was a cluster in the Market Square, which is where I’m headed. Hold until you’re relieved!”

Kast looks around to see which 'lot' he was talking about, at least knowing Seamus and Izo as locals.

"Yeah, sure," Kast says with more certainty than he feels. "I'll hold the North Gate or die trying." Kast emphasizes the point by driving his spear's butt into the ground.

Kast takes off at a brisk pace, not expecting others to follow (as they are not part of the Watch), but not minding if they come.

"Ei Kast! If they do come, you cannot hold the gates alone. Let me help"

"If you want. I'll not argue. Come then," Kast brisks on.

'Crap, the sheriff!' Palming his dagger and holding the shortsword behind his leg, Seamus steps slightly behind Kast as Hemlock congratulates him. 'That would make quite a song.' Smiling as Kast says he'll hold the gate or die trying he hears Izomandakus chime in. Nodding his head, Seamus agrees, "Gotta protect Sandpoint, right?"

Turning to Meg and Kizzy, "Come on ladies, we can't do this without you!" He follows behind Kast, Pointing toward Izomandakus' crossbow with his dagger he smiles and asks, "You don't have another of those in your pocket do you?"

Turning to Meg and Kizzy, "Come on ladies, we can't do this without you!" He follows behind Kast, Pointing toward Izomandakus' crossbow with his dagger he smiles and asks, "You don't have another of those in your pocket do you?"

Qetsiyah nods and follows along, keeping pace with the others. Overhearing the question Seamus asks Izomandakus, she barks a sardonic laugh. "Oh sure, now he wants donations." She sticks her tongue out at the half-elf to show she is teasing and fishes a sling and bullets from her pocket and holds it out. "You can borrow this if you want. I do better with my sword."

Clearing her throat, she says, "Hey, thanks for helping out that kid. I'm not so fast in this get-up." She says with a heavy shrug in her scale armor.

Izomandakus seems happy that Kast is accepting him to fight along "You see Pachemu, we are now part of the town defenses. We are grown ups. Aneka is going to die of envy"

He hears to all that comes afterwards and nods agreeing with Kizzy "Yes, you totally saved that little boy's life Seamus. You are brave and resolute. Thanks a lot!" then looking the half-elf up-down he answers to his question "I do not have another one, but if you can guaranty to safely return it, I can offer you a leasing of this one at a gold piece per hour"

Then he rethinks his words "Mmmm... well, you are friend. Price for friends is only a silver piece per hour"

'donations?' Turning toward Kizzy as she sticks her tongue out, he smiles and shrugs, "I wouldn't keep it, only borrow it to shoot goblins from a distance where it's safe."

Seeing her sling, Seamus pauses for a moment, tucking the dagger in his bandolier and sheathing the shortsword. Accepting the sling, he twirls it a couple of times. "Gods, I haven't used one of these in ages." Reaching out for the bullets, "I think I can make it work."

'Thanks?' He crinkle his brow a little, looking at Izomandakus as he chimes in. "Sure." Shrugging, looking back at Kizzy, "What was I supposed to do, let the little bugger gut him?" He smiles, "Besides, the little guy was throwing rocks, he remind me of ...well... me."

Hearing Isomandakus' logic about crossbow rent, Seamus raises an eyebrow. "An hour? You have a deal." He smiles reaching out for the bow. Then drawing his hand back. "Of course I'm only going to pay you for the time I squeeze the trigger. So ten quarrels you'll make about half a copper." Lifting the sling, "Never mind, I'll stick to this, It's not costing me anything."

Calling over to Kast, he twirls the sling again. "Hey General, once we get to the gate what do you want us to do?"

Calling over to Kast, he twirls the sling again. "Hey General, once we get to the gate what do you want us to do?"

Kast swirls around, ready to salute the General that he wasn't sure that Sandpoint had. He spins around again and eventually figures out that Seamus was speaking to him.

"Oh, I'm not a general. Just a member of the watch. Most small towns in Varisia have small municipal officers, like Sheriff, that are elected by..." Kast begins to correct and explain things to Seamus, but realizes that now may not be the time for a history lesson.

"There isn't time to explain that now. We need to get into position..." Kast looks around and tries to figure out how to best defend the North Gate.

I think we'll need a map, but more likely, the poop is hitting the fan as we arrive.

When the Sheriff comes by, Meg just so happens to be taking a moment to look away at something on her shoe. A shame that he did not see her face. That was clearly not intentional at all!

Bluff: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

As the others applaud Seamus's actions, Meg does not say anything to him, she just runs up and grabs him in a big sisterly hug, the emotions of the moment getting to her. "Thank you so much for protecting that child. I...I truly appreciate it. I do not know what I would have done if something had happened before I noticed."

She pulls back and follows after Kast, her sword at the ready. "By the way, everyone, should you see me staring rather intently at a particular enemy, I suggest attacking that one. Physically or mentally. I have a certain effect on people. You will see what I mean."

As you head north, you hear the sounds of a man, wailing for help! Just east of the White Deer, near Sandpoint’s north gate, a goblin commando mounted on a goblin dog has bravely attacked a man, noble from the looks of him, and his hunting dog. Here’s the man in better times (image).

You arrive just in time to see the goblin commando drop the dog with his horsechopper (image). The dog crashes dying to the ground as the commando’s goblin kin (who were themselves cowering nearby as the dog was handled) throw up a cheer and emerge from hiding. The goblins do not notice your advance, and are considered flat footed to you until their initiative. This is however a full round, not a surprise round.

First up Seamus and Kast!

Note on the map I’m using a new sigil, the little horse head. That’s there to indicate that the individual is mounted. In this case on a goblin dog.

- Round 1 -
Seamus - 14
Kast - 13
Good Folks - 10+
Aldern Foxglove - 10-
Meg - 9
Kizzy - 7+
Izomandakus - 7-

earlier
'A hug?' Not expecting a physical display of affection, Seamus stands awkwardly still, "Ummm your welcome"

Now
Hearing the man scream as the dog is mauled by the goblin on the really ugly beast, Seamus sees the other goblins raise a cheer. Hoping to get one before they realize what's happening, he moves to the side swirling the sling and launches a stone at the blue goblin.

25 ft move, sneak attack ranged
attacks: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 for damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 2
sorry about the rushed post, figured I'd get it out of the way so no one was waiting.

Round 1, Init 13

:limp, drag, limp:

Kast rushes towards the nearest goblin, intent on stabbing some back. Charge!

Time to be perfect, Kast. Perfect!

Longspear:
1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 = 9 to hit;
1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8 damage.

Seamus shifts and tries to get a sneak attack in, but his bolt goes high. Kast closes in, charging in his own way, but also cannot quite land a blow.

The goblin commando wheels around seeing the party for the first time. Shouting with glee he commands the others to defend themselves. ”Defend yourselves!” He slashes at the dog to ensure it’s death (coupe de grace).

The three goblins with him each try to follow his orders in their style.
Blue steps up and lashes out at Kast in a flailing sort of way to try and get under his longspear (5’ step).
blue dogslicer on Kast: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Green takes out a tindertwig and lights a torch.

Red, not wanting to get too far from the safety of the commando, and uneasy about the longspear, makes a few moves with his dogslicer in the air in a threatening way, followed by a small war cry as he attempts to intimidate Kast.
Intimidate: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (10) - 2 = 8 vs DC 11

The noble cries out to you, ”At last, I am saved!” as he shakily draws his sword and waves it about. ”They caught me by surprise, I’ll help in a moment!” To himself he adds, ”I’m much better with a short bow.”

- Round 1 -
Meg - 9
Kizzy - 7+
Izomandakus - 7-
- Round 2 -
Seamus - 14
Kast - 13
Good Folks - 10+
Aldern Foxglove - 10-

Next up, everyone!

With his left leg a pivot point for his longspear, Kast looks from foe to foe, readying to make a stand.

Be perfect, Kast. Perfect!

Gunna wait to see where y’all are before I post. Might even find a flank or two before it’s Kast’s turn.

Qetsiyah clenches her teeth at seeing another faithful canine slain. "Don't worry, m'lord. You stay put." She tilts her head back and forth, cracking her neck loudly. She levels her sword at the goblin commando with a sneer. "You've killed your last dog, gobbo. I'll crush you like the flea you are!" Then she leaps into action, moving faster than expected. She rushes forward with her greatsword held high, slicing down mercilessly on the unfortunate goblin between Kizzy and her foe.

Swift Action to challenge the Goblin Commando. +1 circumstance bonus on melee attack rolls against him while Qetsiyah is threatening him. She also receives a +1 dodge bonus to her AC against attacks made by the target of her challenge. -2 AC to all other enemies.

Round 1
Greatsword attack+Charge!: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 2 = 18 Damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (1, 5) + 3 = 9

Oh Cayden, that man looks like a noble. Do I know him? Does he know me?

Knowledge (nobility) to Recognize Foxglove: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

She advances on the closest goblin and turns her stare on him, but her attack is perfunctory, her worries still tied up in trying to remember anything she knows about the fancily-dressed man.

Attack with Cold Iron Rapier vs Red: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Damage (painful stare): 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 = 3

"Be careful, do not cut yourself playing with that blade Sir!" Izomandakus shouts to Aldern.

Then, saying magic words as he moves forward, Izomandakus casts daze on the goblin commander "Your head is donkey-size, you better halt there before you go off-balance goblin"
Will DC 13

Meanwhile Pachemu advances with Izomandakus and oinks menacingly at the commander.
Intimidate (demoralize): 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (20) - 2 = 18

Round 2, Init 13

Kast carefully, as practiced a thousand times, shuffles back to create some space for his longspear (5’ step). He nearly walks into Izo.

”Izo! Get back! What are you doing!?” Kast cries in alarm as Izo seems to be exactly where he needs to maneuver to fight. He shuffles more to the left than he’d like.

Trying to brush off Izo’s interference, Kast tries to spear the blue goblin again.

Longspear:
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13 to hit;
1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 damage.

'Blasted bloody sling, can never remeber if I'm supposed to twirl it over my head to shoot left or twirl it to my side to shoot right,' Trying to remember how to put the proper angle on the sling he watches as the rock flies off to the right, "Blast, hooked it."

Dropping the sling and stones, he calls out to Kizzy. "I'll get that sling back to you in a second." He then moves near the building, drawing his long knife as he goes, forcing the goblin to turn his back to someone.

move action 25 ft, move action: draws weapon

"Sorry Kast! Is this not where I am supposed to be?" the boy tries to close up to Kast's back "I heard one should fight back to back to avoid being surrounded. Am I not properly covering your back?"

Meg seems distracted as she makes a wide arc around the goblin she’s facing down. Kizzy does better, challenging the commando to fight. First she must get through another of the numerous green creatures, though she does fell it! Izomandakus attempts to daze the commando while Pachemu intimidates him. Seamus moves into a more advantageous position as he draws his blade. Kast shuffles about but does not quite draw blood.

Commando Will: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12 vs DC 13 or be dazed

The goblin dog snarls, unable to reach anyone, and not being given any orders to reach out to anyone. It’s apparently well trained enough to simply paw about without actually moving far in its eagerness to sink teeth into flesh. The commando, bested in the brainpan, takes a moment to try and figure out what’s going on. He shakes his head repeatedly, trying to clear it.

Blue steps up and lashes out at Kast again, marching like a little soldier under his longspear (5’ step).
blue dogslicer on Kast: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20 damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Green, excited to have a lit torch, rushes the noble with it, trying to set him on fire. The poor man tries to parry the torch with is sword as best he can (he’s been taking total defense).
green torch on noble: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20 damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2

HIs dogslicer sticks Kast in the thigh of his good leg as blood wells up in the wound and bleeds all over his militia uniform.

The poor man screams out as the goblin manages to set his breeches on fire! He quickly drops his sword and tries to pat out the flames.

- Round 2 -
Meg - 9
Kizzy - 7+
Izomandakus - 7-
Pachemu - 7- (-4hp)
- Round 3 -
Seamus - 14
Kast - 13 (-3hp)
Good Folks - 10+
Commando - (dazed, shaken 1/2r)
Red - 10+ (-9, stable)
Aldern Foxglove - 10-

Next up, everyone!

"Perhaps I can help you. Master Bhreacher taught me to enchant the Angel Guardian's weapons. I made it day and night at the Golemworks. Lend me your spear, just a second" provided Kast accepts or just does not move his spear away, Izomandakus casts magic weapon on Kast's longspear "It shall stab more easily now" the boy smiles ignoring the drama of the fight around and excited to help.
+1 to hit and damage for 1 min

Meanwhile, Pachemu surrounds the two as they discuss and fight for the spear, and engages the evil goblin that just sliced Kast "Ooooink!"
Bite: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

'He stabbed Kast.' Freezing for a moment, Seamus watches as one goblin with a torch tries to burn the man, and the other, the near one, moves under Kast's spear and stabs him in the leg. 'That could have been me.' Realization spreads over his face, 'Little bugger, he stabbed my friend.' Shaking himself out of his shock, Seamus moves forward, behind the happy little goblin and tries to return the favor by stab it with his long knife.

Move action: 20 ft Attack: Short sword, flank, sneak attack
attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 2 = 19 for damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 sneak: 1d6 ⇒ 1
knowledge: Local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Damn it! Of course it would have to be someone who had met her. Which one was he? She remembered Sendeli Foxglove has a restaurant in Absalom and Zeeva Foxglove is absolutely gorgeous. She also might have had a cat? But this guy, Light of the Starstone she cannot even remember his name.

Okay. This necessitates some serious action. If she runs right up to protect Mister Vulpinehandcovering, he will obviously pay attention to her. But she can't just let him die! She then turns to the commando with his goblin dog mount. There we go! He's the big threat. That's reasonable to go after him first. And she can do it while turned with her back (mostly) to Foxglove.

She dashes around to the other side of the goblin commando and executes a perfect lunge once again, her stare focused intently upon the mounted foe.

Counted out the squares and she can move around to the other side of the commando like that just barely without provoking

Attack with Cold Iron Rapier: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
Damage (painful stare): 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5

Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Crit Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Move action to move, swift to stare, standard to attack, free action to activate painful stare

Round 3, Init 13

Kast takes the slice from the goblin with gritted teeth. He was *not* being perfect, which means he might soon be dead. He needs to be better.

”Thank you, Izo. Now get back. I can’t have you at my backside!” Kast says, appreciating the magic, but also not wanting the person underfoot.

Stepping back again, he waits for Seamus to close (and hopefully distracting) before jabbing again.

Longspear:
1d20 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 13 to hit; (+flank,+magic)
1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10 damage.

Her way now unobstructed, Kizzy steps over the fallen goblin and strides to engage the dazed Commando. She twirls the greatsword over her head with nearly a performer's flourish and strikes.

Round 2
Greatsword attack + Challenge: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 3 + 1 = 20 Damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (3, 5) + 3 = 11

Meg, troubled, ducks under the limp horsechopper to land a solid blow on the poor commando (no crit). Kizzy plants a heavy blow on the commando as well, who stubbornly refuses to fall. Izomandakus prepares Kast’s spear while Pachemu bites at, but misses, the goblin. Seamus however, moves up and cleanly drops the impertinent creature leaving Kast free to shift to the commando where he misses (even before Kizzy’s cover).

The commando, rather heavily abused and bleeding badly, gets his chance at last, and he tries to make the best of it! His mount takes a bit of Meg, Kizzy: 1d2 ⇒ 1 Meg!
goblin dog bite on Meg: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5 and DC 12 Fort or break out into a horrendous itchy rash.

Then the commando wheels his mount back 5’ and swipes at Kizzy with his horsechopper!
commando horse chopper on Kizzy: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 5 - 2 = 20 damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

He chitters with laughter, though as much blood as air comes up when he does so. He landed a blow!

Green drops continues to attack the poor man with his torch, trying to get to his hair.
green torch on noble: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1

The noble swings back, and manages to draw a little blood on the mangy green menace.
noble longsword on goblin: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

He just misses the blow.

- Round 3 -
Meg - 9
Kizzy - 7+ (-5hp)
Izomandakus - 7-
Pachemu - 7- (-4hp)
- Round 4 -
Seamus - 14
Kast - 13 (-3hp)
Good Folks - 10+
Commando - 10+ (-16hp, shaken 2/2r)
Goblin dog - 10+
Blue - 10+ (-8, bleeding)
Green - 10+
Red - 10+ (-9, stable)
Aldern Foxglove - 10-

Next up, everyone!

The goblin dog choreographs its bite so easily that Meg is able to dodge it easily. She dives in a roll past the goblin commando, circling around into a flank.

Acrobatics to Avoid AoOs (moving half speed): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

As she propels herself back to standing, she uses the momentum to drive her rapier into the commando once again.

Attack with Cold Iron Rapier (flank): 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 3 + 2 = 22
Damage (painful stare): 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 1 = 7

Jerking his long knife from the falling goblin, he looks at the body, 'This one tried to kill Kast.' Realizing Kast was moving, he turns in time to see the others ganging up on the mounted goblin and just beyond the fancy dressed guy still getting abused by the goblin.

Moving quickly around his friends Seamus yells at the goblin "Get away from Aldern!" as he shifts the long knife in his hand and tries to thrust it under the green goblins raised arm into it's ribs.

30 ft move, attack shortsword
attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20 for damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Round 4, Init 13

Kast moves to help the noble (?), that he feels he should know. 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15 Know (local)

He moves to where he can strike at something, either at the dog (if its still up) or between Seamus’ legs (at -4 penalty).

Longspear:
1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 3 + 1 = 21 to hit;
1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 = 9 damage.

Izomandakus delays to see which of the enemies are still standing at the end of everyone's go.

Once everyone has tried their thing, Izomandakus looks for a position without cover, takes aim with his crossbow and slowly releases the trigger "The goblin dog Pachemu!"
Heavy crossbow-shooting into melee: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 2 - 4 = 4 Goblin dog, or goblin
Piercing damage: 1d10 ⇒ 8

Pachemu valiantly charges on the goblin dog "Oink! Oink!"
Bite+charge: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 1 + 2 = 16
B/S/P damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Qetsiyah grits her teeth against the wound, the goblin commando's flimsy blade slicing deeper than expected. But she smirked as Meg ran him through and he fell with the stupid laughing expression frozen on his face. "Hey, I know a good joke. You're dead! Ha!"

And now for your ugly dog too! Kizzy thought as she stepped to the (North?) area she could defend the most friends from and struck at the twisted creature.

Round 3
Greatsword attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10 Damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (4, 5) + 3 = 12

But her heart didn't seem to be in it now that she faced a simple beast.

Meg ducks into flank and skewers the commando dropping him off the goblin dog. Kizzy jokes with the dead though she does indeed whiff on the goblin dog. Izomandakus misses, but Pachemu connects, wounding the goblin dog, but suffering a fort save for her trouble! DC 12 or break out into a horrendous itchy rash. Seamus stabs up into the ribs finding soft flesh to tear. Kast connects on the dog, slamming it into the dirt.

Green screams at you all, before fleeing to the north. Though he can avoid it from the noble, both Seamus and Kast get AoO’s on the running goblin.

Succeed or fail on the 1hp goblin, we are out of initiative…

The noble stands up, sheathing his unblemished blade. He’s somewhat disheveled, and his breeches still smoke a little from the earlier fire, but he’s very much alive, ”Oh thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you, and thank you.” He walks around shaking all your hands and ending with Kizzy, to whom he adds, ”That was quite the mighty blow back there. How did you learn to fight like that? You have such power behind your swing!”

-Meg - 9
Kizzy - 7+ (-5hp)
Izomandakus - 7-
Pachemu - 7- (-4hp, fort DC 12)
Seamus - 14
Kast - 13 (-3hp)
Commando - 10+ (-23hp, bleeding)
Goblin dog - 10+ (-13hp, bleeding)
Blue - 10+ (-8, bleeding)
Green - 10+ (-5hp)
Red - 10+ (-9, stable)
Aldern Foxglove - 10-

As the goblin tries to run off, Seamus pulls his long knife out, and quickly thrusts it at the goblin again, catching him in the back. As the goblin falls, Seamus steps over him and thrust the long knife into the back of it's neck, ending its life. Stunned, he looks up just as Aldern Foxglove comes to shake his hand. Sheathing the long knife, he put's his bloody hand in Alderin's, looking from his hand to the body, he looks away. Pointing, "Um, I need to get Kizzy's sling, um, it's over there." He walks back toward where he dropped sling and bullets, pushing his lute with elbow from under his arm, onto his back.

AOO: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 for damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Full round: CDG

As the calm she finds in the dance of her blade fades along with the pitch and tempo of battle, Kizzy finds herself being commended by the unknown nobleman. Or do I know him? She narrows her eyes as she tries to see through his dishevelment to the man beneath.
Knowledge(Nobility): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Knowledge(Local): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
She can make Nobility checks untrained as part of her class.

Realizing who he was, she cleared her throat and addressed him formally, which she found was usually best with nobles until you knew them well. She wasn't really sure what he was so impressed by, she'd not even been able to deflect one attack against her teammates with all the zipping around.
"Ah yes, honor to serve, m'lord. I'm a Caravan Guard by trade, learned swordplay with the help of a skilled mentor." She tried to be succinct as the Sister who trained her had always been dodgy about her past and kept her head down when they came to bigger cities. Qetsiyah did not know what she was hiding from, though.

"Are you well enough to seek shelter, m'lord? Burns can be bad if not treated." She pointed out as she was looking around to see if any bands of goblins still harried the town.

As Seamus handed her back the sling, she noticed he seemed to be in shock.
"Alright there, Seamus?" She asked, "Maybe you'd better lead us to the healer." She said and winced as she took a step on her wounded leg.

"Maybe you'd better lead us to the healer."

Kast does not chase the goblin, mostly because Seamus had well kilt it, but also because he was not a good chaser. Instead, he circles around with his magic (temporarily) longspear looking for more foes. He does not relax until he is certain no more foes are near to approaching. He, himself, as a good gash on his left leg that seems to have stopped bleeding.

"Yes, Kitty, you should go," Kast agrees with Kizzy, but not getting her name perfect. "I can heal some wounds, but if you cannot fight or do not wish my help, you should go. I will hold this gate as ordered."

Kast looks ready to meet any additional attackers, but eventually relaxes enough to survey the environment, his eyes falling to Foxgloves dog. He limps closer and tries to save the brave pupper.

"Honored Irori, help me make this dog perfect, even as you are perfect in every way," Kast lifts a symbol from around his neck and presses it into his hand. Cast Stabilize on the pupper.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Foxglove. You might find succor closer to the center of town, but here there might be more attacks." Kast looks with sadness upon Foxglove's dog, who may or may not be dead-dead.