GM Euan's Jade Regent

Game Master Euan

Watching as Mukluk settles in comfortably at Koya's he shakes his head 'no.' "Storm and I headed north out of the Sanos heading north, met Shalelu just the otherside of Turtleback Ferry. She was with the Rangers then, when she decided to come home I came with her." He shrugs "First time I'd been out of the Sanos Forest.'

As the conversation wained, Rory was considering how he'd spend the money he'd been allocated. About then Kisaiya asked Mukluk about borrowing some money. He considered voluteering to loan her some, but it seemed like Mukluk had it well in hand. As they chatted about the trip Rory frowned, maybe he should have loaned her the morning, he'd have picked something insead of vegtible soup to eat everyday.

As they sipped their tea, he considered what potions they may need for the road...

”You will not regret it.!”

”Yeah, sure. I’m sure it will be fine.” Because if it’s not, I’ll never hear the end of it from Moose. He’ll never let me live it down. I’ll be the one to make an ass out of me’self.

Kisaiya happily takes more biscuits. ”Did you make these yourself? I may have to ask you for the recipe. Not only tasty, but I think they would keep well on a long trip. I’m trying to keep that in mind for the menu.”

”Oh heavens no. I’m no good with such things. Baking is hard - I always add too much flour or water or something and it comes out all wrong.” She laughs at her own failures, clearly uncaring when there are so many other good cooks in the community.

Pointing at the fancy tea pot he asks, "Are we taking that...

”Of course!” she says brightly. ”I’ve taken it on many excursions as a younger lass. You can see from the dents!”

He has no idea what to spend this money on, having never had so much in his life.

I believe Sandpoint Cathedral has a shrine to Abadar?

Durgan tithes 10% of his earnings to date (so 100 gold) to the Church of Abadar, that they may build up their asset base to make loans in the community. He buys a Healer's Kit (50 gp) from the Church and saves the rest.

”Bless you my son.” so says Father Zantus, a friendly sort of town priest. He has seen his town suffer much over the last years, but has stood like a rock upon which the town can rest. He gratefully takes in the tithe, and promises to devote it to Abadarian pursuits. ”Perhaps, as I am somewhat unfamiliar with the process of lending, we could spend some time on your return to establish something more formal? Though I favor Desna myself, Abadar has a lot of respect from this town, and I with them.”

To Koya Mvashti, he is courteous and polite. He seems somewhat disconcerted by her offer of making potions at cost, but recovers quickly. "Thank you for your hospitality and for your generous offer. Though the Master of the Vault and the Song of the Spheres differ greatly, they are both patrons of travelers. Indeed, I myself have taken this oath, common among his paladins: 'I am a protector of the roadways and keep travelers from harm. No matter their destinations or goals, if they are peaceable and legitimate travelers who harm no others on the road, I will ensure that they pass safely.’ I pray that I can keep this caravan safe.

Should I ask you to brew anything for me in the future, it may be another cup of this excellent tea. I thank you again.”

”Ahh yes. You are more formal and I more free.” she laughs lightly, but more at herself. ”I shall endeavor not to step on your toes good sir! There are plenty to minister to a caravan, even one so small as this! Just three wagons, and one of them mine. Gracious!”

She passes the plate of biscuits around again.

Sandru finds you shortly thereafter and has questions, ”Ameiko mentioned some seed money - a partial payment in caravan supplies, and maybe more, but she said you lot were handling it. Let’s talk a bit about needs so we can get things going, shall we?”

I’m fine with the recommended purchases on the treasure sheet, but if you could elucidate them in character to Sandru that would be great. A chance for the party to discuss any changes as well.

Also, as far as roles go, Trader is in addition to a regular caravan role. Ideally you'll have five Traders to cover each town so you don't have to spend much time there. Just fan out and sell. We currently have two, though Ameiko is willing to help out a bit as well. So three.

Kisaiya pulls out papers with which she has been doing various accounting. ”Okay, so I was thinking we upgrade the undercarriages on each of the wagons. It’s three quarters of the money, but I think it’s worth it. The extra speed will save us time and saving time saves us…well everything else.” She then points to a line item. ”Cold weather gear for the wagons is really more a precaution than anything, but I’ve been on a caravan when unexpected cold hits and it will pay for itself quickly.” She points at a few more lines. ”And then some trade goods, some materials in case we need to repair anything, and of course foodstuffs. I want to keep the menu versatile, so there’s going to be a good mixture of ingredients. I know how best to efficiently keep the food from running a kitchen and working on a caravan, so we should have tons of room. The extra supplies are for long-term backup supplies and will just need to be kept dry. I’m thinking some hardtack, pemmican, and coffee in reserve. I know nobody really wants hardtack or pemmican, but we can make Rubaboo and Hellfire Stew with them and some of the other excess ingredients.” She flips through the papers as she tries to remember if she has hit everything. ”Oh! And we should probably hire on a wainwright to keep around on reserve. I don’t think any of us actually know how to fix a caravan. Any recommendations you have would be welcome, as the only one I know is up in Kalsgard, so no help to us now. Too bad, as Gertrude could fix anything.” She then facepalms. ”Of course, and the rest of us. We can all do some trading in town but along the way, Mukluk can be our guide, Rory help out with scouting, Durgan staying on as the healer, Ameiko entertaining us with her music, and me as the cook, naturally.” She takes a deep breath, having rushed to get all of that explanation out.

”Okay, so I was thinking we upgrade the undercarriages on each of the wagons. It’s three quarters of the money, but I think it’s worth it.”

Mukluk nods along as if he understands half of what Kisaiya has clearly put a lot of thought into. He grunts and offers encouragement this idea or that, but is mostly truly lost by the time all the recommendations are offered and explained.

The things he cared most about (food) seemed to be covered, and if that was ever an issue, he had his own stores of stew ingredients as well.

"...Mukluk can be our guide..."

Mukluk's eyes open wide as that is decreed. The recovers swiftly and nods along as if that was the plan the entire time. He was almost sure he could do it...and if he couldn't, then Moose probably would.

"Hear! Hear! Now that is some good plannin', me and Moose couldn't do better ourselves," he agrees loudly when the explanation is done, regardless of how little he understood.

"Speakin' of Moose, I better go explain things to him so he can start getting his mind used to the idea of joining a caravan. If we get off on the wrong foot with him, it'll just make things harder. I best go speak to him," Mukluk excuses himself to go explain things to his mule.

Durgan Far-Walker wrote:

He has no idea what to spend this money on, having never had so much in his life.

Durgan tithes 10% of his earnings to date (so 100 gold) to the Church of Abadar, that they may build up their asset base to make loans in the community. He buys a Healer's Kit (50 gp) from the Church and saves the rest.

”Bless you my son.” so says Father Zantus, a friendly sort of town priest. He has seen his town suffer much over the last years, but has stood like a rock upon which the town can rest. He gratefully takes in the tithe, and promises to devote it to Abadarian pursuits. ”Perhaps, as I am somewhat unfamiliar with the process of lending, we could spend some time on your return to establish something more formal? Though I favor Desna myself, Abadar has a lot of respect from this town, and I with them.”

Ah, didn't realize there were no Abadaran clergy in town.

Durgan thinks a moment.
"If there is no Church of Abadar to make loans, then I propose this: use this gold to improve roads, bridges, wells, fortifications, docks, drainage ditches, or other civic infrastructure here in Sandpoint. Allow the Mayor to decide on the investments, with reference to the copy of the Manual of City-Building that is kept at the Shrine of Abadar. That sum of gold should pay for a skilled architect or engineer, a skilled craftsman, and a team of ten laborers, for at least a month. Please keep records of who is hired, what they are paid, and what they accomplish."

That will be Durgan's normal course of action on loot distribution; tithe 10% either to a Church of Abadar, or failing that for local improvements in civic infrastructure, or failing that to the Caravan.

"Oh! And we should probably hire on a wainwright to keep around on reserve. I don’t think any of us actually know how to fix a caravan."

Durgan nods. "I can attempt field repairs, but I have little experience there. I would not place myself in that role."

Sipping his tea, Rory nods as Koya explains she'd be bringing her tea pot in her own house-wagon. Smiling at Durgan, also comments about the tea. Listening as the older woman spoke, Rory realizes she was right, quickly deducing the dwarf's nature. As the others were getting up to leave, Rory slides into Storms saddle, turning to their host. "Storm and I are more free too, I'll take you up on your offer, let me think about it. In the meantime if you need any leather work done for harnesses and such just let me know."

Pondering the things he should purchase 'for the road' Rory stayed with the others as she discussed what needs they had. As she talked, he realized he'd probably need to pick up some cold weather gear, maybe a coat and a tent or extra blanket. When the conversation turned to needing a Wainright, he chimed in, "I don't know anything about wagons, but I can make and repair harnesses."

As Mukluk excused himself to speak to his ass mule, Rory wanted to take care of something as well. Nodding to the Durgan and Kisaiya, "I'll catch you two later as well." Heading to the church, he finds Father Zantus asking, "Pardon me Father, would you be able to prepare a couple of spells to improve the quality of a couple weapons and a piece of armor?"

Durgan thinks a moment.

"If there is no Church of Abadar to make loans, then I propose this: use this gold to improve roads, bridges, wells, fortifications, docks, drainage ditches, or other civic infrastructure here in Sandpoint. Allow the Mayor to decide on the investments, with reference to the copy of the Manual of City-Building that is kept at the Shrine of Abadar. That sum of gold should pay for a skilled architect or engineer, a skilled craftsman, and a team of ten laborers, for at least a month. Please keep records of who is hired, what they are paid, and what they accomplish."

Yeah, there’s a shrine in the cathedral, but no independent priest. You could fund one, maybe bringing in some talent from Magnimar.

Father Zantus listens carefully to Durgan. After a moment, he takes out a scrap of paper and makes some notes with a stubby pencil. ”I’ll do the best I can. Maybe the southern bridge. It was near burnt in a goblin raid some time ago and could use some work. How does that sound?”

Heading to the church, he finds Father Zantus asking, "Pardon me Father, would you be able to prepare a couple of spells to improve the quality of a couple weapons and a piece of armor?"

Happy to be on firmer footing, he readily agrees, ”Sure thing Rory, just let me know what you need and I’ll prepare it for you - usual rates of course.” Getting some masterwork transformations?

The next day, Gozran 5, a Wealday, while making your purchases and other preparations, you stop in to see the caravan being fitted out with the new undercarriage you recommended, and being loaded up. You meet the two drivers, Bevelek and Vankor. Nice enough men, if a little quiet. They’ve worked for Sandru for years, and have learned to be quiet in the face of his outgoing boisterousness. They have an eye for their work and they watch the preparations, help load, and generally check the wagons for road readiness.

You mention the need for a wainwright, and Sandru readily agrees. ”I think I know someone we can hire, leave it to me.” he says. By the end of the day a wiry youth with rough calloused hands provides a list of needs to Kisaiya. It’s a good list. (basically the supplies you’ve already purchased) His name is Taaniel.

Near the end of the day, Shalelu Andosana (image) returns to Sandpoint from some foray or other, and joins the group at the caravan. She greets Rory warmly, and may know one or two of you as well. ”Good job on the Brinestump Marsh goblins. I understand after you killed them, you burned their village to the ground.” She nods seriously, ”Well done.”

She seems impressed by that and your measure in her eyes increases slightly. As you might expect coming from such a well renown archer - and hater of goblins.

Finally, the following day (Gozran 6), the wagons are re-configured, loaded, and ready to go! It’s early afternoon before everything is in place. Ameiko suggests leaving the following morning, but Koya pushes for an immediate departure. ”We can camp at Thistle River if we get lucky with these new fangled wheels.” she points out. ”A lovely spot for a first night celebration!”

Do you leave now and push it, or depart in the morning?

Mukluk is careful to cleverly balance the load on Moose's saddlebags, his own provisions and Mukluk's gear providing most of the weight. He and Moose had been traveling partners for a while now, and so they tend to get along just fine once things were set just right.

This time it was different, however, as they were part of a much larger group, and many other horse (and mule?) friends around and, more importantly, Moose wouldn't be setting the walking and sleeping schedule. Sure, it was Mukluk who did all the food preparation and clean up, all the laundry and talking, but it was Moose who decided when it was time to slow down. Each had their thing, and that's how it works.

"Now Moose, do you think you want to press on to the Thistle River today? You remember how much you like thistles, right? Or...did you want to take it easy as we get to know your new horse friends? There is no harm either way, but we gotta work as a team with rest," Mukluk asks Moose, wondering what it would be.

1d2 ⇒ 2

Mukluk counts the number of ear twitches.

"One...TWO! HAW! HAW! HAW! That's two twitches! We press on. That's what we'll do! We'll press on to Thistle River. That's a good way to do that."

And, as guide, Mukluk will lead the caravan right on then.

”Alright. I just…need to go get something. I can’t leave without it. I will be fast, I promise.”

Kisaiya rushes back home as quickly as she can. Her father will still be at the Glassworks until the evening, so nobody is there, just as she hoped.

She goes and stands in front of her Grandmother’s armor, staring at the ho-ate mask, a fearsome demonic grin with bared fangs. Once it had scared her, but she felt little fear anymore, and certainly not of something so closely connected to her family. ”Grandmother Reiko, I swear that I will not do anything dishonor to you or our family while I wear this armor.” She wraps and packs away each piece of armor with care and precision. Finally, she sets a bag containing almost every piece of gold she owns and all she has borrowed on the stand, along with a letter.

She takes one last look at her childhood home at the doorway. She bows. ”Thank you.” She is not sure who she says it to, maybe the mother she lost who was so closely tied to this house, maybe to her father who is not here to see her off, maybe to the house itself for being her home. She closes the door and turns away, rushing back towards the caravan.

Getting some masterwork transformations?

yep :) Is there a fee for the three spells or is it just the cost of the MW? If so I may need to alter my purchases depending on the amount. if were doing the traditional math Caster level × spell level × 10 gp I'll need to adjust some :)

Spending the night quietly camped near the church, Rory headed there to speak with Father Zantus first thing in the morning. Leaving his Buckler, saw-back gladius and Storms chain shirt in a pile, he asks the Father, "If you could make these three items masterwork that would be awesome." He smiles, "I've got the gold to do it."

Having left his items with Father Zantus, he heads to Koya's house. Knocking on the door, he smiles at the older woman at she opens the door, Asking, "Miss Koya, if you could make a potion of lesser restoration and four postions of curing light wounds, that would be wonderful."

Intent on meeting the others at the wagons, Rory stops at Vinder's General Store and purchase winter clothing, a tent and extra blankets, just in case he ends up sleeping out in the weather. Packing up his new gear he heads to the wagons, hoping for a place to store his gear.

As the day winds down and he picks up his items from Father Zantus and Miss Koya, he returns to the wagons. Tickled to find his friend Shalelu there he waves and smiles as she congratulates them 'on a job well done.' He pauses for a moment, realizing his friend doesn't know that the fire was an accident. He hated to think it was a happy accident and decided that he would tell her they didn't burn down the village on purpose. Seeing how serious she is, he decides to wait and tell her some other time.

When the conversation turns to leaving, Rory watches as Mukluk carries on his conversation with the near-legendary Moose. Watching the mule twitch his ears, Rory looks towards Storm, who's ears are always twitching. Not knowing how often mules actually twitch their ears, Rory still isn't sure how trustworthy the mule is. But he is sure how trustworthy Mukluk is, so if Mukluk wants to leave that night it was fine with him. Chiming in, "I think Miss Koya and Moose are right, let's leave tonight."

Father Zantus may not be Abadarian, but his churchly income sees to it that the poor of Sandpoint don’t suffer overmuch. So he does charge for spell casting… for the most part. He’ll certainly charge someone whose purse is as fat as yours. :)

There are two horse drawn wagons (covered and Koya’s) and one mule drawn (supply), so Mukluk has friends if he wants ‘em.

You depart and travel the Lost Coast Road leaving Sandpoint heading north! The drivers are easy on their steeds at the start - not quite trusting the new undercarriages. Sandru though takes the lead wagon and slowly increases the pace. The others have no recourse but to keep up - so they do and you make very good time indeed!

It’s nearly evening when Koya says, ”Isn’t it just marvelous?” from her usual spot on the front seat of the middle wagon in the caravan.

You come to a bend in the road, a little above the Thistle River, and it is indeed a lovely sight. The road follows the river a bit before eventually coming to a fordable crossing. Before it does, you come upon a most delightful camping spot - used by Varisians up and down the coast - likely for generations.

It looks east over the river, so you get the delightfully warm sun on your shoulders as you gaze into the slow moving watercourse just past the fire which Shalelu organizes. A pair of otters swim some distance downstream, or maybe beavers - you can’t see them. Either way, their playful splashing makes for a good bit of merriment as the camp is prepared.

Ameiko begins singing early in the process and before much time has passed the camp is well established and the fun has begun! Food and drink are broken out and the party ensues (image). Varisians are known for their evening festivities after long days, and the ‘first night’ celebrations of any new caravan run are generally memorable occasions.

Spurred dually by Koya and Ameiko, the party goes long. The crackling campfire throws sparks into the sky until even the moon itself has settled in for the night.

There are two horse drawn wagons (covered and Koya’s) and one mule drawn (supply), so Mukluk has friends if he wants ‘em.

Oh yeah, for sure. And so will Moose. Though Mukluk will only befriend if Moose isn't going to get jealous, and there is no telling with that ass.

Mukluk and Moose stay near the mule wagon, with Moose's new mule friends. And though he is not hired as a Driver, nor a mule tender, Mukluk does spend a bit of time making sure all the horses and mules are well tended before joining the party.

A confirmed introvert, Mukluk is not exactly comfortable at the 'party', especially if Moose was hanging with his mule friends and he would need to meet and speak with new people in a social environment, aka, an utter horror and huge energy drain.

He does find time to take a seat next to Kisaiya (assuming she's not dancing up a storm or hobnobbing all about) and tries to find a Moose-like party friend to latch onto as he adjusts to the many new peoples in the caravan.

"Do you party like this much?" Mukluk asks.

Durgan, for his part, mostly enjoys the first day of the trip.

Nobody is seriously injured so his task as Healer is uneventful - perhaps there is a mild sprain or blister to attend to. Nor is the caravan in a village where his Trader skills are necessary.

He takes note of the quality of the road and of what sort of investment might be needed for a bridge over the Thistle River.

At camp, he is happy to use his spells to refill water supplies and ensure that foraged food is edible.

He turns in early, waking for the late watch shift.

Spending most of the day either riding point with Shalelu or off hunting in the woods and then catching up with the wagons, Rory enjoys the time with Storm back on the road again. Once they settle down at the bend in the road a little above the Thistle River, Rory unsaddles Storm and let's him wander off hunting as he helps prepair the pair of conneys for the pot. As the party ensues, Rory helps himself to the food and drink, but makes sure he doesn't take in too much of either knowing they would need to keep a watch. As the night winds down he pitches his bedroll under Miss Koya's wagon, where he can stay dry but still see what's going on. Checking in with the others, "Anyone mind If Storm and I take one of the middle watches?"

Eventually, morning comes (Gozran 7, Fireday), and with it a lazy sun rising over the slightly steamy river. You break camp, perhaps a little thickly, and head further north - leaving Sandpoint behind!

The day passes fitfully enough, until near dusk when the movement of some spooked deer raise the hackles of your scouts Shalelu and Rory. Sure enough - trouble!

A smattering of goblins charge out of the forest on either side of the road - but the fearsome trouble is the ogre, a scrawny ogre perhaps for working with goblins, but an ogre nonetheless! Pushed forward by some goblins, the ogre blocks your path and the horses in the front wagon rear up at his approach.

The drivers do their best to control their animals. Most of you are on wagons. Getting off to an adjacent square is a move action. Or you can jump (Acrobatics DC 10 or fall prone) for 5’ of movement.

- Round 1 -
Durgan - 18
Good Folk - 17
Mukluk - 9
Kisaiya - 8
Rory - 7
Ameiko - 6
Shalelu - 5

• First up Durgan.

New map up!

”….Moose, are you listening? And I said to Kiss’ya, I said, ‘Kiss’ya, Do you like parties?’ and you know how she responded Moose? Do yeah? Well, let me tell you…” Mukluk pauses telling Moose all about last night’s party as the goblin and ogres make themselves known.

”That ain’t good.”

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23 Know (Local) - ogre DRs? Special attacks?

Earlier

"Do you party like this much?" Mukluk asks.

Kisaiya shakes her head. ”Me? No, not really. I am rarely invited to such events. I’m told I can be a dour presence. So I usually just try to keep everyone else happy by making sure they have good food. They don’t have to see me that way, and I can make people happier with food than anything I have to say anyways, so it works out better for everyone.” She grimaces as she listens to herself. ”And here I am proving my point by bringing the mood down.”

Now

Kisaiya appears in the morning dressed in armor the likes of which nobody assembled, save Ameiko, has seen before. A combination of deep red plates and lamellar sealed with lacquer over bright yellow cloth, the armor makes the wearer look like a demon thanks to its horned helm and frightening mask.

Knowledge (Local) DC 13: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
Yep, it's an ogre.

Durgan dismounts the wagon and casts Shield.
Move action - not risking the Acrobatics check given his ACP.

"I have training against giants. Let me take the lead if you can."

Durgan is now AC 21, or 25 against the ogre.

Durgan climbs down off the wagon and prepares his defense. You climbed down onto the horses, a rather full space, so I stepped you to the side a bit instead - where there’s room.

The little goblin devils descend on the caravan, attacking horses, cutting straps, and generally causing mischief! A couple actually close with the party and attack with their dog slicers, clubs, and other assorted half broken weaponry.

Green on Durgan: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Yellow on Rory: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

The ogre is pushed forward as he gets his momentum. He closes with the lead horse and clobbers it!
Ogre on horsetrain: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13 damage: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (1, 8) + 7 = 16

The horse crumbles in its traces, sending the other steeds into a frenzy! The driver tries to keep them from bolting - though the weight of the dying horse helps as much as anything. Still their thrashing is damaging equipment and the horses themselves.

- Round 1 -
Mukluk - 9
Kisaiya - 8
Rory - 7
- Round 2 -
Durgan - 18+
Ameiko - 18
Shalelu - 18-
Good Folk - 17

• Next up - everyone.

Surprised by how quickly the goblins and ogre's close in, Rory has just enough time to draw his sword and cast focus on Storm. As the wolf takes on the speed of a cat, Rory slices at the goblin that attacked him as Storm snaps at the goblin, trying to drag it to the ground.

Rory: Swift cast focus, move: draws weapon, Attacks MW gladius, Storm attacks
MW Gladius: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 1 = 16 for damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2
attack: bite: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13 for damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 trip: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

Round 1

Mukluk notes the little goblin on this flank and how little ability he has to do direct damage to such a creature.

Moving defensively, he will bound out of the wagon (AoO) and move to where the might be able to help.

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15 Acrobatics

Kisaiya dismounts the cart and moves for one of the goblins.

Move to dismount, move to move, swift to enter her stance

Durgan draws his battle-axe and hacks at a goblin. If it falls, he will step closer to the ogre.
Attack, Hatred: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

AC 21, 25 vs giants

Mukluk ignores the goblin and starts moving to the front of the caravan. Kisaiya moves up on a goblin. Rory, ignoring the huge ogre right next to him, stabs the goblin successfully though Storm misses. Durgan moves up a bit and clobbers the goblin in his way - who drops like a stone. Ameiko descends the wagon drawing her rapier and swats at a goblin. Shalelu draws her bow and starts hunting goblins with a smile on her face, skewering one.

AoO Purple on Mukluk: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Ameiko Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Ameiko on Yellow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21 damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
...and she drops it.

Shalelu on Pink: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 11 + 2 = 31 damage: 1d8 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 3 = 8
...and she drops it.

Blue attacks the horses.

Purple attacks Kisaiya, fiercome as she is.
Purple on Kisaya: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Orange rushes Rory yelling, ”Flank! I’m in flank!” though he’s not.
Orange on Rory: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Red closes with Durgan and attacks him, nicking him to the glee of the goblin.
Red on Durgan: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

The ogre clobbers Storm before turning to Durgan. "Funny doggie."
Ogre on Storm: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26 damage: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (8, 4) + 7 = 19

- Round 2 -
Mukluk - 9
Kisaiya - 8
Rory - 7
Storm - 7 (-19hp, staggered)
- Round 3 -
Durgan - 18+ (-1hp)
Ameiko - 18
Shalelu - 18-
Good Folk - 17
Yellow - 17 (-9hp, bleeding)
Green - 17 (-10hp, bleeding)
Pink - 17 (-8hp, bleeding)

• Next up - everyone.

”Flank! I’m in flank!” though he’s not.

Lol.

Round 2

Mukluk provokes from blue as he tries to escape the little buggers so he can help with the biggest bugger: the ogre.

He tries Moose's favorite trick, casting a slippery pile of pissy grease under the ogre (and orange's) feet. DC 16 reflex or fall prone.

Known for their dexterity (hah!) the ogre does what it can to resist.

Ogre Reflex: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (12) + 0 = 12

He does pretty well there for a moment, but in the end, that's where he lands.

The ogre is prone.

Orange Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

The goblin does a little better, but still falls on his rump!

ninja'd by our GM, will edit

Giving a loud 'yelp' Storm turns, and before Rory can turn him away, snaps at the ogre that struck him, trying to drag the ogre to the ground. As Storm falls unconscious, Rory jumps free of his saddle. Growling angrily "You'll pay for this!" he focuses on having the strength of a bull, hearing Mukluks spell he watches as the ogre falls in the grease. Taking advantage of the situation he stabs at the ogre's leg.

Storm Staggard: standard action: attacks
attack: bite: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 for damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 trip: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Rory: soft fall: Swift cast focus on self: Bull, standard Attacks MW gladius,
soft fall DC 15: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18MW Gladius: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13 for damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Kisaiya slashes at the goblin she is engaging, but she has difficulty concentrating in the chaotic melee, especially when fighting in this armor for the first time.

Attack with Saya: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Durgan strikes back at the goblin that had the temerity to hit him.

Attack, Hatred: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 3 + 1 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Apparently, the dice agree that he really hates goblins.

If he drops that one, he will step into its space to threaten the ogre. Durgan is no Iomedan, nor any other sort of believer in honorable combat; he is entirely willing to hack at a foe felled by magic as it tries to rise.

Mukluk greases up the ogre, sending him sprawling. Kisaiya continues to struggle to land a blow on the scrappy goblins. Rory’s mighty steed goes down fighting (don’t forget to roll for stabilization at the start of each round), while Rory himself leaps off and stabs the beast! Durgan continues to show his hatred, to the joy of Shalelu, as he plasters the next goblin like chomping on pez from a pez dispenser. He then stands on their bleeding forms as he steps up. Ameiko begins to sing a delightful little ditty about slaughtering goblins (inspire courage, +1 att/dam) and moves against the ogre, also looking for the AoO. Shalelu rides to assist Kisaiya and shoots at purple.

Shalelu on Purple: 1d20 + 11 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 11 + 4 = 20 damage: 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 4 = 6
She hits it, but fails to drop it!

Blue, afraid to cross in front of the horses, and afraid of Durgan, continues to merrily attack the horses as his dogslicer does a number on the shins of one.

Purple continues to press Kisaiya.
Purple on Kisaya: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Orange stands, provoking from Rory and Ameiko (though she saves hers for the ogre) and attacks Rory again.
Orange on Rory: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

The ogre gets up (provoking AoO’s from Ameiko, Durgan, and Rory) and, if he lives, attacks Durgan.
Ogre on Durgan: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19 damage: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (3, 6) + 7 = 16

"Little man hard to hit. Stand still."

AoO Ameiko on ogre: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 1 = 7 damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 = 7
...but she fails to connect.

- Round 3 -
Mukluk - 9 (-1hp)
Kisaiya - 8
Rory - 7
Storm - 7 (-20hp, bleeding)
- Round 4 -
Durgan - 18+ (-1hp)
Ameiko - 18
Shalelu - 18-
Good Folk - 17
Ogre - 17 (-4hp)
Yellow - 17 (-9hp, bleeding)
Green - 17 (-10hp, bleeding)
Pink - 17 (-8hp, bleeding)
Purple - 17 (-6hp)

• Next up - everyone.

EDIT
I forgot a blue AoO on Mukluk. Thanks for the reminder!
Blue on Mukluk: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

The goblin jumps up and down gleeful at the mighty blow!

AOO on Ogre, IC +1: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 = 6
Doesn't matter here, but in general, do you want to apply -4 AC for Prone, or do you want me to apply +4 to hit?

Durgan misses as the ogre tries to stand, as he is too distracted by Ameiko's catchy tune.

He takes a step and attacks again.

Attack, IC: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 1 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 1 = 12

AC 21, or 25 vs ogre.

Good question Durgan. Generally I want you to apply the +4, but make sure you note it in the attack line so I don't double apply. When in doubt, I'll ask. :)

Round 3

"Oh! I'm coming, Stormsy! Hang in there, lil' fella! I'm coming," Mukluk cries over Storm even though he's also worried about Moose, hiding in the back.

Mukluk draws a potion of CLW and moves closer to Storm.

"I gotcha wolfsy! I gotta!"

Strom stabilize: Con DC 11: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
AoO MW Gladius: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 1 = 26 for damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
AoO MW Gladius: Confirm crit: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 = 21 for damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Having wounded the creature that harmed his Wolf, Rory watched as Durgan and Ameiko moved towards the Ogre. Realizing Storm was still threatened by the Orange Goblin, he decided to make sure the goblin didn't get a chance. Slicing at the goblin as the fellow stands up. Avoiding it's dogslicer, Rory slashes at the orange goblin a second time.

Hearing Mukluk call out, that he was coming to help, Rory breaths a sigh of relief. Calling over his shoulder, "Thanks Mukluk!"

Rory: Attacks MW gladius, If he drops the goblin he will 5 ft step to be flanking with Durgan.Nevermind
MW Gladius: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 = 10 for damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Kisaiya slashes again at the goblin, this time with proper technique.

Attack with Saya: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

”We’ve got this end!”

If she drops purple, she’ll move to blue.

Mukluk draws some healing and moves to Storm. Kisaiya finally connects and drops purple before moving up on blue. Rory doesn’t drop orange, but he is staggered. Durgan, fresh off his successes with goblins, finds the ogre a tougher nut to crack as he misses twice. Ameiko continues singing and stabs the ogre once, or tries to. Shalelu complains about cover, but tries to snake a shot into blue anyway as she moves up.

Ameiko on Ogre: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Shalelu on Blue: 1d20 + 11 + 0 ⇒ (14) + 11 + 0 = 25 damage: 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 4 = 10

And blue drops bleeding.

You can say much about goblin-kind, but they are foolish, and continue to press their wild attacks.

Orange stabs at Rory frantically, and falls immediately after the blow.
Orange on Rory: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3

The ogre tries Rory as well - for after all a soft halfling is easier to hit than a hard dwarf!
Ogre on Rory: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27 damage: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (6, 1) + 7 = 14
critthreat Ogre on Rory: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14 damage: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (1, 2) + 7 = 10

The crit doesn't confirm, but Rory feels the blow acutely as the club crunches against his body.

- Round 4 -
Mukluk - 9 (-1hp)
Kisaiya - 8
Rory - 7 (-14hp)
Storm - 7 (-20hp, bleeding)
- Round 5 -
Durgan - 18+ (-1hp)
Ameiko - 18
Shalelu - 18-
Good Folk - 17
Ogre - 17 (-4hp)
Yellow - 17 (-9hp, bleeding)
Green - 17 (-10hp, bleeding)
Pink - 17 (-8hp, bleeding)
Purple - 17 (-11hp, bleeding)
Orange - 17 (-8hp, bleeding)
Blue - 17 (-10hp, bleeding)

• Next up - everyone.

Round 3

Mukluk pours the potion down Storm's throat, then steps back 5'. He draws his pick, getting ready to engage.

1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 CLW

"Stay down now, Stormsy! Give us a moment to get giant under control."

Kisaiya calls out as Rory takes a powerful blow. She rushes forward to Ameiko’s side, sizing up the ogre. She tries to offer some cover to Ameiko in case the ogre decides she would make a good target next.

Aid Another AC DC 10: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

Just barely ran out of movement to get into melee, so this will have to suffice

"Rory, I'll get his attention!"
Durgan calls on Abadar for protection, activating his Deflection Aura.

Once each day, you can emit a 20- foot aura for a number of rounds equal to your cleric level. Allies within the aura gain a +2 deflection bonus to AC and combat maneuver defense.

Then he moves around the ogre into a flanking position. This will provoke an AOO, but that is the point. He will be AC 27 against the AOO.

Dodging the goblins attack, Rory's chuckles as it drops under the weight of it's own effort. His rude taunt cut off by the crushing blow of the ogre, Rory spits blood and growls at the ogre, "Arn't you dead yet?"

Hearing Mukluk tell the wolf to stay, Rory believes that's a pretty good idea. Commanding the Wolf, "He's right, Storm stay." as he turns towards the ogre. Shifting his feet, he stabs at the ogre, meanwhile, Storm the ever obedient wolf, stays down, but still tries to snap at the ogre.

edit:As they both Hopefully strike Rory watches to see if the ogre is distracted so he can move.
not sure if Rory and Storm get the advantage of the flank, if so please add + 2. Rory: Attacks MW gladius, Storm attack: bite, prone,
MW Gladius: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 = 27 for damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
attack: bite: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 3 - 4 = 18 for damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 trip: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Mukluk pours a little life into Storm and prepares for battle. Kisaiya moves up and helps to protect Ameiko. Durgan protects the party and takes a swing for the team as he positions into flank. Rory delays, then cracks the ogre in the back of the knee - you know that soft spot that hurts oh so much! Storm, from the ground, gnaws on the ogre’s exposed toes, tearing off a nail. Ameiko continues to sing as she steps up and swings in flank with Durgan, but she misses. Shalelu moves up a bit and takes a shot at the ogre, seeing no further goblin threat, and misses.

AoO Ogre on Durgan: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25 damage: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (3, 5) + 7 = 15

The ogre looks at his club, sure he landed a blow on the hard dwarf. But it is not to be.

Ameiko on Ogre: 1d20 + 5 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 3 = 9 damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 = 5
Shalelu on Ogre: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 11 - 2 = 14 damage: 1d8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 1 = 8

The ogre cries out in pain, and lashes out at Rory for his hit.
Ogre on Rory: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20 damage: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (4, 8) + 7 = 19

Rory comes a hair-breadth from dying, the protection from the good representative of Abadar no doubt making a difference.

- Round 5 -
Mukluk - 9 (-1hp)
Kisaiya - 8
- Round 6 -
Durgan - 19 (-1hp)
Rory - 18+ (-14hp)
Storm - 18+ (-17hp)
Ameiko - 18
Shalelu - 18-
Good Folk - 17
Ogre - 17 (-13hp)
Yellow - 17 (-9hp, bleeding)
Green - 17 (-10hp, bleeding)
Pink - 17 (-8hp, bleeding)
Purple - 17 (-11hp, bleeding)
Orange - 17 (-8hp, bleeding)
Blue - 17 (-10hp, bleeding)

• Next up - everyone.

Having done his best to protect the party, Durgan now switches to offense. He plants his feet and takes a two-handed overhead chop with his axe, aiming for the ogre's kidneys.

Attack, IC, Flanking: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 1 + 2 = 17
Damage, IC: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10

Deflection Aura will last for 1 more round.

Kisaiya steps forward cautiously and slashes at the ogre, but having never fought something properly bigger than her before, she has difficulty deciding where to aim.

Attack with Saya (flank): 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 2 = 9
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Round 5

Mukluk would be laughing, but the blows to Storm and now Rory had taken some of the steam out of him. He wonders what he should do, and then thinks exactly what Moose would do: spit in the ogre's eye.

Mukluk does just that, offering a (probably not) mule sized glob of magic phlegm at the ogre while uttering some clever words that Moose seems to like.

Adhesive Spittle -2 to attacks, -4 to dex for 2d4 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7 rounds. DC 16 Reflex to avoid being stuck to the ground DC16 str to break free.

He wipes off his mouth and looks back to Moose to give his friend the thumbs up sign.

Barely dodging the ogre's club, Rory steps closer to Durgan. Raising an eyebrow as Mukluk spits, actually spits, at the ogre, he wonders if Mukluk is trying to get the ogre to attack him instead of everyone else. Hoping the mule-skinner will be safe he thrusts his sword at the ogre, as Storm attempts to bite the ogre and drag it to the ground

Rory: 5 ft step flank Attack MW gladius, Storm attack: bite, Both have added inspire
MW Gladius: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 + 1 + 2 = 21 for damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 = 3
attack: bite: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 1 = 23 for damage: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 = 3 trip: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 3 + 1 = 18

Mukluk hocks a big loogie at the ogre! Kisaiya swings wide, unsure how to handle the ogre. Durgan brings a chop down on the ogre and does indeed see the bright red of the kidney in the wound he just made. Rory brings the ogre to within one hit point of succumbing to his injuries, but not quite enough. Ameiko swings and misses, again, but Shalelu, thanks to the spittle, plunks an arrow in the great brute’s chest and fells it!.

Ameiko on Ogre: 1d20 + 5 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 5 + 3 = 11 damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 = 5
Shalelu on Ogre: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 11 - 2 = 15 damage: 1d8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 2 = 10

The ogre, unable to attack from unconsciousness, collapses in the greasy spittle of the battlefield.

• We are out of initiative.

Mukluk - 9 (-1hp)
Kisaiya - 8
Durgan - 19 (-1hp)
Rory - 18+ (-14hp)
Storm - 18+ (-17hp)
Ameiko - 18
Shalelu - 18-
Good Folk - 17
Ogre - 17 (-39hp, bleeding)
Yellow - 17 (-9hp, bleeding)
Green - 17 (-10hp, bleeding)
Pink - 17 (-8hp, bleeding)
Purple - 17 (-11hp, bleeding)
Orange - 17 (-8hp, bleeding)
Blue - 17 (-10hp, bleeding)

Mukluk quickly moves over to offer the ogre's brain the business side of his pick. He might not be a great dwarven warrior, but he knows the basics of killing giants.

"Just in case he gets back up!"

coup de jerk: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 2, 3) = 13 piercing damage

"And one more, just to be sure."

coup de jerk: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 4, 1, 1) = 8 piercing damage

"HAW! HAW! HAW! Now that's the best kind of giant! Good and dead!" Mukluk looks around to see how he might help with the wounded.

Before I forget, Mukluk will replace his potion of CLW with one from the stash.

Durgan immediately moves to cast Cure Light Wounds on the dying horse, sacrificing Divine Favor.

CLW: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

He then joins Mukluk in finishing off the wounded goblins, as nobody else is in imminent danger of bleeding out (other than the goblins).

Once that is done, he will Channel to heal.

Channel 1 of 3: 1d6 ⇒ 3

He then heals Rory.
Liberating Command to CLW: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Durgan has more healing if needed, but out of prudence he will wait to see if Ameiko or Koya offer any healing before he continues.
Ameiko is a bard and so might have CLW; Koya is seemingly a cleric of L3/L4 and so would have more powerful Channels.