male goblin thaumaturge 2| HP 24/24 | AC 19 | F +7 R +5 W +6 | Perc +6 (darkvision) | Esoteric Lore +8 | speed 25 |◆ | ◇ | ↺
Scripio screams as one wolf bites him and then another, even bigger one tries sink even bigger teeth into him. "No! Bad doggy! Goblins taste bad!" He lashes the wolf with his whip before stepping away so it can't eat him.
Norbwald's attacks are inaccurate but the distraction he provides is just enough to allow both of Scripio's attacks to hit.
Ironwolf gets a little more attention to get him back on his feet.
Round 2/3 the BOLD may act
Rinshu
Scripio -8HP
Ironwolf -22HP Shield -5 Prone, unarmed, Wounded 1
Non-Iron Wolves Blue and Green -Down Red -24HP
Bork
Norbwald
The Red Wolf instinctively knows not to let itself get flanked so, even though its fallen prey gets back up, it moves closer to the platform and away from the invading pack before taking a snap at the weird one with four legs.
jaws red wolf vs. Norbwald:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16 piercing:1d10 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
jaws red wolf vs. Norbwald:1d20 + 12 - 5 ⇒ (7) + 12 - 5 = 14 piercing:1d10 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
But gets nothing but air.
Round 3/4 the BOLD may act
Rinshu
Scripio -8HP
Ironwolf -22HP Shield -5, Wounded 1
Non-Iron Wolves Blue and Green -Down Red -24HP
Bork
Norbwald
male goblin thaumaturge 2| HP 24/24 | AC 19 | F +7 R +5 W +6 | Perc +6 (darkvision) | Esoteric Lore +8 | speed 25 |◆ | ◇ | ↺
Scripio races up to the wolf, somehow more confident when it didn't chase him down and eat him. He cracks his whip in the air and then across the wolf's back. "Watch me nae nae!" He lashes out at the wolf again. "Watch me nae nae!"
M "Gnome" Former Orphanage Director 4 HP 13/48| AC 21 | F +10 R +9 W +9 (+1 vs Disease/Poison)| Perception +7 (Low light) |
Leggy:
HP 40/40 AC 20 | F +11 R +11 W +10 | Low-Light + Scent Perception +10 Hoof +10 2d6+4 B - Agile | Support Lesser Cover | Light Barding Acrobatics +9, Athletics +10, Intimidation +6, Stealth +11, Survival +8 | Sp: 40ft
Norbwald has 4 temp HP from sipping, so should be only down 10
Norbwald continues to take a swig of his purple drank as he attacks the wolf and his chair remembers to provide him some cover.
Flickmace vs Red OG:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17 B damage:2d6 ⇒ (1, 3) = 4 Weak 4 to me
Flickmace vs Red OG:1d20 + 10 - 5 ⇒ (3) + 10 - 5 = 8 B damage:2d6 ⇒ (1, 3) = 4 Weak 4 to me
Sip for 4 more temp hp lasting 1 round. Chair: Support Benefit Your legchair moves its limbs in the way of enemy attacks. You gain lesser cover from your legchair against all attacks, not just ones where the legchair would be in the way.
Bork's arrows hit almost exactly the same spot that is not the wolf.
However, Sir GoodShanks punches it into submission and it joins its back once again, in wolf heaven.
Once you dispatch the wolves, you can turn your attention to Pytrdir. He has, notably, been stripped of his winter clothes before being bound. He’s unconscious, and his skin is red and chafed from frostbite.
Male Goblin Inventor (1)| HP 29/29| Hero Point 0/1 | AC 17 |Per: +7, F: +8, W: +6, R: +7 |Status: Level Bump Know: Arc +8, Craft +8, Occult +8, Engineer +8, Soc +8. Thiev +6, Med +5, Nat +5, Relig +5. ◆◇↺
Medicine:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Bork leans in close, squinting one eye shut as he pokes the man’s shoulder with two fingers. Then his head tilts, and he listens intently… to the man’s elbow.“Hmm. Not foaming at the kneecaps. That’s… good.”
He pries open one eyelid and peers inside, nodding gravely.“Yup. Eyeball’s still jiggly. Classic sign of non-lethal soul leakage.”
Then, after thumping the man’s boot twice:
“Leg pulse is strong. He’ll probably molt soon.”
Satisfied with his diagnosis, Bork looks around proudly and declares “He’s stable. Or contagious. One of those.”
male goblin thaumaturge 2| HP 24/24 | AC 19 | F +7 R +5 W +6 | Perc +6 (darkvision) | Esoteric Lore +8 | speed 25 |◆ | ◇ | ↺
Scripio pulls out the hair he had taken from Mikoceer and holds it up to Pytrdir's head. He nods and then turns to head back inside, putting the hair back into his pocket. "Come into cozy house. Scripio find blankies!"
Ironwolf heals Pytrdir enough to bring him to consciousness, but that only makes him moan in pain. It isn't until they bring him into the relative warmth of the keep that he is able to focus on anything but the agony and discomfort of his exposure to the intense cold of an Irrisenni blizzard.
"Tell me, have you found my brother? His name is Mikoceer. Is he still alive?" are the first words out of Pytrdir's mouth once you get him awake and aware of his surroundings.
Animist 5 / HP 63/63, Perc +11, AC 21, Fort +11 Ref +10 Will +13 / Active conditions: Darkvision, Toughness, Quillcoat shisk, Resist neg 1, +1 hp/min
Oh yes yes yes. We found him. He was also treated badly like you. Oh yes yes yes. But he’s free also now. Oh yes yes yes. And he goes away. Like this. Pfff oh yes yes yes.
Pytrdir is clearly relieved to hear that his brother is alive, even if he winces in sympathetic pain and sadness at hearing that he has been abused and injured as a result of Pytrdir's own actions.
"I was a fool to think the entire bandit crew would aid me when I challenged Foroxicks," he says in a tone almost as bitter as the cold narrowly held at bay by the thick stone walls of the keep.
"Still, even though I almost died, I'm sure mocking Foroxicks is the key to his defeat. Injuring that vain bully’s pride makes him reckless. I couldn’t take advantage of that weakness; maybe you can.”
Now that you have taken care of Mikoceer and Pytrdir, and dealt with Oloranvis, where would you like to explore next? You've looked around the main keep to the Southwest and the main courtyard in the North. Or do you have more questions for the brothers?
Male Goblin Inventor (1)| HP 29/29| Hero Point 0/1 | AC 17 |Per: +7, F: +8, W: +6, R: +7 |Status: Level Bump Know: Arc +8, Craft +8, Occult +8, Engineer +8, Soc +8. Thiev +6, Med +5, Nat +5, Relig +5. ◆◇↺
“Well, we are in luck. I am a GRADE-A Mocker! Foroxicks doesn’t stand a chance!”
Bork beams like he’s just won a prize at the county fair. His chest puffs out, and his nose wrinkles with delight.
“Now. You got a map? Secrets? Tell us about her traps and defensey… defendery… defend-i-fi-cations.” He stabs a finger into the air like he’s discovered the word himself. “We want all the sneaky bits!”
After an emotional, tearful reunion involving a great deal of apologizing and forgiving ("I shouldn't have gotten you into this..." "I should have helped you more..." "No it's my fault..." "Not it's MY fault...") the two brothers give you a breakdown of the unexplored portions of the keep.
The BARRACKS near the main gate are where a group of former Irriseni soldiers turned bandits sleep and generally gather.
The STABLES have been converted into a treasure house, containing the outlaw band's ill gotten gains.
Another, larger set of barracks has been turned into Foroxicks' THRONE ROOM.
Let me know where you want to go. First two coordinating opinions win.
Male Goblin Inventor (1)| HP 29/29| Hero Point 0/1 | AC 17 |Per: +7, F: +8, W: +6, R: +7 |Status: Level Bump Know: Arc +8, Craft +8, Occult +8, Engineer +8, Soc +8. Thiev +6, Med +5, Nat +5, Relig +5. ◆◇↺
"I don’t like being alone. We goblins are social creatures—consider the motion passed!"
With exaggerated ceremony, Bork slams his wrench against the table like a gavel, then nods sharply as if chairing a very official meeting.
Please place yourselves in the green box and let me know if there's anything you would like to do before we roll initiative but after the door is opened and you see...
A mishmash of the finest stolen trade goods transforms this once simple barracks into a bizarre throne room. Gaudy drapery—made of silks from Tian Xia, Jalmeray, and Isger— decorates the walls. A brilliant blue rug woven with metallic silver thread stretches across the floor, stopping before a finely crafted divan. The divan is elevated in front of several gold mirrors, placed to reflect the occupant of this makeshift throne. The flag of Irrisen hangs above, painted with three red horizontal stripes in mockery of Queen Anastasia’s rule.
A stark white warg with three red stripes running from his face to his tail lounges on the divan while a smaller one lays curled on the carpet on the floor next to it.
Male Goblin Inventor (1)| HP 29/29| Hero Point 0/1 | AC 17 |Per: +7, F: +8, W: +6, R: +7 |Status: Level Bump Know: Arc +8, Craft +8, Occult +8, Engineer +8, Soc +8. Thiev +6, Med +5, Nat +5, Relig +5. ◆◇↺
“WALK?! That’s madness!” Bork whispers urgently, eyes wide.
“You don’t walk a warg-doggie, you barricade the door and hide in a barrel until it forgets you exist!”
He nods toward Sir GoodShanks. “Trust me. I read it in a very reliable picture book.”
M "Gnome" Former Orphanage Director 4 HP 13/48| AC 21 | F +10 R +9 W +9 (+1 vs Disease/Poison)| Perception +7 (Low light) |
Leggy:
HP 40/40 AC 20 | F +11 R +11 W +10 | Low-Light + Scent Perception +10 Hoof +10 2d6+4 B - Agile | Support Lesser Cover | Light Barding Acrobatics +9, Athletics +10, Intimidation +6, Stealth +11, Survival +8 | Sp: 40ft
Norbwald's chair carries him forward, whereupon he stops for a quick swig from his drank before glancing at red and then taking a swing.
Exploit Red:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14 Success if level 0, crit fail if level 8+
Exploit Vulnerability:
Critical Success You remember the creature's weaknesses, and as you empower your esoterica, you have a flash of insight that grants even more knowledge about the creature. You learn all of the creature's resistances, weaknesses, and immunities, including the amounts of the resistances and weaknesses and any unusual weaknesses or vulnerabilities, such as what spells will pass through a golem's antimagic. You can exploit either the creature's mortal weakness or personal antithesis (see below). Your unarmed and weapon Strikes against the creature also become magical if they weren't already.
Success You recall an important fact about the creature, learning its highest weakness (or one of its highest weaknesses, if it has multiple with the same value) but not its other weaknesses, resistances, or immunities. You can exploit either the creature's mortal weakness or personal antithesis. Your unarmed and weapon Strikes against the creature also become magical if they weren't already.
Failure Failing to recall a salient weakness about the creature, you instead attempt to exploit a more personal vulnerability. You can exploit only the creature's personal antithesis. Your unarmed and weapon Strikes against the creature also become magical if they weren't already.
Critical Failure You couldn't remember the right object to use and become distracted while you rummage through your esoterica. You become flat-footed until the beginning of your next turn.
Reach Hammer Time vs Red:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26 b damage:2d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 1) + 7 = 13 Likely vulnerable 4
Male Goblin Inventor (1)| HP 29/29| Hero Point 0/1 | AC 17 |Per: +7, F: +8, W: +6, R: +7 |Status: Level Bump Know: Arc +8, Craft +8, Occult +8, Engineer +8, Soc +8. Thiev +6, Med +5, Nat +5, Relig +5. ◆◇↺
Bork braces just inside the doorway, peeking past the splintered frame into the makeshift throne room beyond seeing Foroxicks looming at the far end.
The goblin yanks open a hatch on Sir Goodshanks’ shoulder, and jams in a copper coil, a wrench, and a piece of string. The construct gives a brief whirr and spark as Overdrive kicks in.
“Oh, there you are. Royal pain incoming!”
Bork squints, adjusts the tension on his bowstring, and lets fly at Foroxicks.
The arrow whistles through the air with shocking precision, sinking deep into the beast’s flank.
“Sir... go remind him why we don’t crown dogs!”
◆ Enter Overdrive (1 min)
Overdrive: Crafting vs DC 15:1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17Crit: +4 damage for Bork+Goodshanks. Success: +2. Fail: +1.
◆ Command: Goodshanks
◆ Strike
Shortbow, Vs Cover +? from doorframe:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26Damage:1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7+2 damage
◆ Stride
◆ Strike
◆ Shield up
↺ Shield Block if he gets hit
↺ Retributive Strike (can step 5' to get in melee range) if someone w/in 15' gets hit (Damage Reduction: 5)
Norbwald lands a devasting blow on the red warg, taking it out of the fight with a single shot.
Bork then lands an equal well placed arrow on Foroxicks, though it doesn't take him out of the fight.
GoodShanks is not nearly as accurate and his boop on the snoot fails.
I'm going to redirect Ironwolf to Blue since Red is out of the fight.
Ironwolf also delivers a particularly accurate blow on the other warg and gets it close to death but not quite.
Foroxicks unleashes a savage snarl but opens his mouth wider and his breath fogs and frosts, blowing out like a winter wind over Ironwolf and Norbwald.
It tries to latch onto Ironwolf, but fails miserably and leaves itself open to a counter.
[ooc]Round 1/2, the BOLD may act
Norbwald DC21 Refl vs. 19 Cold
Bork
GoodShanks -20HP
Ironwolf -3 HP, DC21 Refl vs. 19 Cold, may grab the Blue Warg in Turn or force it prone
Foroxicks -28
Wargs Red down, Blue -20
Rinshu
Scripio
