Another tactical error, Zyphlryx says simply, sizing up his options.
Rationalizing that a direct attack would be fruitless at this time, he instead moves forward and scurries along the remains of the dam, moving past Kadosh in full anticipation that the pinkskin's words about not running are another lie.
Broomzad moves closer. Pinkskin 1 laughs. What can ya do to me, a human, pathetic creature?
He moves back and fires off two arrows at Pepin!
Another arrow poked the chef's skin. It's not looking good for the cook… but all the kobolds are up and there is but one wretched Pinkskin left.
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BOLD IS UP!:
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➤ Zyphlryx
➤ Pepin le Beouf
➤ Kadosh
➤ Imperius
➤ Broomzad
Pinkskin 1
Broomzad moves into a flank and tries to finish off the chatty pinkskin.
Broomzad goes for the kill!
Gak! The pinkskin falls with a shortsword in his back.
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BOLD IS UP!:
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➤ Zyphlryx
➤ Pepin le Beouf
➤ Kadosh
➤ Imperius
Broomzad
Pinkskin 1
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Kadosh watches for a second as the pinkskin bleeds out, then immediately starts looking for more. Where there's one pinkskin, there's four. And where there's four, there may be many more!
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Sadly no :(
Kadosh looks and looks and looks, but fails to find any Pinkskins.
Of course, lack of evidence is not evidence of lack.
Imperius moves up to the remaining pink skin, and nudges him with his foot. "Completely dead. Such a shame, but what do you expect out of such vermin?
He then starts patting them down for loose change and other valuables.
The river flows anew… tinged with blood! You can already see several golden yummy fish swimming past.
Imperius stabilizes the last Pinkskin.
They each have a dagger, leather armor, shortbow (20 arrows), empty Moonshine bottle, and not enough food to last long in the woods.
"Before any of you provinciales ask, no I will not prepare this creature as a feast. They may be scum, but they are not to my taste."
"Before any of you provinciales ask, no I will not prepare this creature as a feast. They may be scum, but they are not to my taste."
The human is so drunk he's practically pickled. No Galtan chef would stoop to something so low as Pinkskin sauerkraut.
”Wait? Is he breathing again after I declared him dead? Such impunity!” snorts Imperius. ”Why, I should have him executed for that!”
"First we have to make sure he can't get away when he wakes up!" Kadosh says. He proceeds to hogtie the drunkard, making sure a noose around his neck connects to his ankles. He'll be fine if he doesn't try to go anywhere. If he does, he'll strangle himself. It's a simple enough trap, one that only he can trigger, if he's stupid.
Kadosh ties a wicked knot.
The man starts to groggily wake up… Whaaa…?"
”Why were you pink skins damming up OUR river, depriving US of our shiny goldfish!” He stands over the hogtied man, scepter in hand. ”Quickly, lest our patience run dry!”
The drunk yanks on his bonnds and chokes
The man babbles. "Whaddya mean 'why'?! What kinda idiotic question's that? Thuldrin said you lot're are dumb as dogs but I didn't think you were THAT dumb. This here's Lumber Consortium forest. Monsters ain't got a RIGHT to nothin' in this vale. Not the trout, not the water… nothin.'"
He pulls again, turning his face purple. "Gahhhh you're all dumb, ugly, monsters! I hope they wipe ya off the face of the earth. Go ahead… probably gonna eat me or whatever."
"This is why we kept one alive, to hear them blubber? Let's kill them all next time. Daylight's wasting."
"Thuldrin an' graywolf'll Kill ya all. That ain't no blubber, that's a promise."
"Pah. I doubt they have the skills. Why should we fear those cretins?"
"What is Graywolf?" Kadosh asks in a menacing whisper.
And Thuldrin, Zyphlryx follows up. If your addled mind can form words, now would be an excellent time to use them, while you still have breath. Or else Broomzad here might just finish the job we started.
He startles at kagosh's whisper, only choking himself more. Gah! The good cop/bad cop act pays off a bit.
Ya should fear them! Graywolf' is jus' what he sounds lie… a gray wolf. He's Thuldrin's best bud, and they want Kobold ears. Thuldrin's the camp boss.
"Ah, so he's the one that put you up to damming OUR river?" asks Imperius, shoving his scepter into the face of the pink skin. "Maybe you should go tell this Thuldrin he has trespassed on Truly True Truescale territory, and that he will be called to justice."
Imperius looks very impressed with himself.
Then realizes what else has been said. "Kobold Ears? Kobold Ears? I guess I am setting a bounty on Thuldrin and grey wolf ears!" shrieks the gold-scaled kobold.
We're all daming it! This is logging land! We'll wipe you clean from it, you can't hide in your pathetic holes forever!
Imperius stands up proud in his entire 3'6" of height. "Who's hiding? We're right here, mammal!"
Zyphlryx looks about the river clearing in mock surprise. Oh, is this our pathetic hole? Nice and sunny if it is.
You almost have to admire humans on their predilection for ignoring every non-human species about. Almost.
Predi-what!?
Imperius turns to Pepin. "You sure we can't roast him? Seems less intelligent than the average sheep we've hunted. And they are definitely herd animals."
Kadosh draws a claw across his neck, gesturing for them to dispatch this moron. If they let him go, they'll just have to fight him later -- and Thuldrun will know they're coming.
"Let's send the bodies down the river. They're superstitious and will think ghosts or chupacabras or something got them," he says. "Which will just make our job easier."
A moment later four bodies float down the river alongside some shiny fish. Blood and gold.
You decide to scout around a bit. The wash of the river makes the tracks a little harder to pick up than normal… but also, these are stupid soft pinkskins so really how hard can it be!?
"Pinkskins up ahead. They have a camp."
"Maybe we should pull back and heal up a bit. I took a nasty wound in that fight."
"They're so loud! I bet we could sneak up on them, no problem."
There are about a dozen more pinkskins. Some of them look tougher than the others. There's a pile of lumber and tools near the tents. Likely these supplies are being used to block other areas of the river or some other local mischief.
There are a couple guards lazily patrolling the camp, topping to drink from flasks or listlessly leaning on trees.
"Yes let's all sneak as close as we can get before they spot us, and then ambush these fools."
"Yessss!" Kadosh agrees, a violent gleam in his eye. He looks around to see if there's anything he can do to turn the building materials against their foes. "Do we have any poison?" he asks, mind spinning as he comes up with ways to kill the pinkskins.
"Yessss!" Kadosh agrees, a violent gleam in his eye. He looks around to see if there's anything he can do to turn the building materials against their foes. "Do we have any poison?" he asks, mind spinning as he comes up with ways to kill the pinkskins.
5-8 look tougher.
You don't have enough poison of you but yu might be able to gather some diarrhea-inducing herbs from the forest and place it in their buckets of drinking water and bottles of ale. That would require a Nature check.
There may also be other things you can do to mess with them or weaken them before attacking.
It's a few hours to night, and they seem to be getting ready to camp so you have several hours if you choose.
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"We could set some traps and scare them towards them with trickery in the night. Maybe it is time to build some spooky wisps? These dunces will take the bait!"
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"If we're going to take them out, we should use tactics other than brute force. Let's weaken them, make them puke their weak stomachs out. I don't know any poison recipes, yet, but I wager I can get some nasty stuff into their water and food."
He searches for some herbs and such that will make them sick.
He comes back with some mushrooms and herbs that would definitely take out a kobold, and then realizes that he needed to take out humans. He then runs back into the woods, coming back with some more appropriate herbal toxins.
"These should do. Pepin, could you brew them up into a concoction that Broomzad can sneak into the their food?
"Kadosh, setting snares seems like a great idea. What do you have handy?"
Broomzad also looks for some herbs to poison the pink skins.
"Leaves of three makes a great tea!" He chortles.
Imperius and Broomzad know the forest better than any pinkskins.
The regal kobold seems to have a plan, too.
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"Yesss!" Kadosh hisses, glad that his traps will dispose of the stupid pinkskins. Then he realizes he needs to get them much closer, because the stupid pinkskins aren't likely to come out into the darkness (so maybe they're not that stupid, because he plans to kill them in the dark).
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"Oh this undercooked centipede meat mixed in with their stew will have them WISHING they were dead."
And these cloth lanterns can double for our wisps in the woods when the time is right.
”Doing well. Also, when the time comes, I will lure them into Kadosh’s traps by luring the deluded mammals with the voice of a female pink skin sent for them. ”
Without coming into direct sight of the camp, but from behind the snares, Imperius calls out, attempting to mimic a human woman’s voice, ”Hello boys! Who is ready for some fun?”
Kadosh hisses at Imperius' attempts. "You need pinkskin clothing to make it really work," he whispers to their leader.
Kadosh crafts traps, and pepin makes centipede meat to put into their stew while Zyphlryx.
Imperius sets up a genius and surely nothingn will go wrong. But before that someone needs to stealth in to poison the stew…
Broomzad, outwardly very serious about the task of poisoning but inwardly very gleeful, sneaks the concoction into the stew.
Kadosh hisses at Imperius' attempts. "You need pinkskin clothing to make it really work," he whispers to their leader.
"I don't plan to let them see me until it is too late." replies Imperius, not seeing the flaws in his plan.