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$100 Damien PM'd you to say this. $100. ;)

Got it! As always a great time. Thanks Jack!

"Gonna kill Chuffy."

Player Name: John S.
Character Name: Durothil Moonstep
PFS #75655-4
Faction Grand Lodge
Chronicle #: 8
Starting XP: 7
Starting PP/Fame: Blank
Starting Gold: Blank

ADDED - Played WBG I

Player Name: John S.
Character Name: Durothil Moonstep
PFS #75655-4
Faction Grand Lodge
Chronicle #: 8
Starting XP: 7
Starting PP/Fame: Blank
Starting Gold: Blank

Jack - thanks for running this. I completely enjoyed it.

Player Name: John S.
Character Name: Durothil Moonstep
Chronicle #: 8
Starting XP: 7
Starting PP/Fame: Blank
Starting Gold: Blank

The thing did not burn. Why not burn? Everything should burn. Make pretty orange, and red, and yellow tongues that lick you, heat, you, BURN you. Not right.

Drawing a small bladder from his bag, he moves over to Poog. Gently kicking him in the ribs, he looks down, "This thing not right. You talk to Zarongel."

move to retrieve potion, move to Poog. Administer next turn - correct?

Unless I can throw a CLW potion on it? Hm Hm? Naw. Stick with the above action.

Watching the pig burn, knowing some of them might feel that thing called sadness Mogmuch looks at his last bomb, and the fact that he cannot kill Vorka again, Mogmurch finally, kind of, sort of, not really but in an obtuse way gets it.

"Poogie, know how you fell. One bomb left. Gonna make it count."

Reaching back as far as he can, he lets fly with all he has, actually stumbling forward a step or two.

Bomb w/ Mutagen: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
Bomb damage (fire) DC 15: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (2, 3) + 3 = 8

Hungry all of a sudden. Why so hungry?

Exclude gobos, and sadly pig if we still had one

What ever happened with my bomb attack from when you were at Skaldcon?

Admiring the fireworks, and things burning in general, Mogmurch lines up another bomb.

Bomb w/ Mutagen: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21
Bomb damage (fire) DC 15: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (4, 4) + 3 = 11

Wand? What Chuffy talking about? Oh stick that makes fire!

Mogmurch hands the stick that makes fire over to Poog.

was going to make a tea of that and drink it so I can always make fire. Oh well, can steal it after we see fireworks go off.

alas I have no UMD. Goblins know nothing of rules

i know I have said this before but f u dice. You're ruining my game

With a resigned slump of his shoulders Mogmurch looks up at the shambling scarecrow.

Being chief sucks. Everything want to kill us all the time. Thought that being chief just sit around and get fat, not have to kill all the time.

His monentary reflection and new found passiveness does nothing to satiate his inner most desire - to watch things burn.

Hmmmm. Wood make good fire but small. Pumpkin make cool
Fire. Maybe more oranger in color. But fireworks. Fire works make Best BOOOOMS

Here goes. Watch him fly up in air!!

Mogmurch take a few fleeting steps before letting fly with one of his bombs.

Bomb w/ Mutagen: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
Bomb damage (fire) DC 15: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (2, 4) + 3 = 9 exclude gobos and pigs

Down on all fours, <Mgmurch begins to shuffle around, snorting and grunting.

Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Watching <redacted> fall to the ground and burn, Mogmurch sits cross-legged on the ground, head tilted to one side. He pulls a truffle from the ground, and begins to munch on it.

Ahhh so pretty to see it burn, burn burn. I could watch that all day

Suddenly from behind, he feels the wet snout of Squealy on his back.

Ah yes, the great and powerful Poog. Me no know how to work magic stick, guess still need great chieftain Poog. Ashole

Walking over to Poog, Mogmurch takes out a rusty-lid glass jar. Attempting to unscrew the lid, and failing, Mogmurch walks over to a rock and busts the lid on it. He walks over to Poog, opens his mouth and props a ting in side. HE then tips the liquid down his throat. Once finished, the throws the glass jar which explodes on a random tree in the forest.

There, all done. Now we go home and eat more truffles?

Potion of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Potion of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

No bombs in trails, used 4/7 in this encounter.

Ugh, why she not die? I want her to burn, but so not burning anymore.

"Longshank woman with wings, Mogmurch wants you to burn. You look so pretty burning. Just let it burn and it be all over."

Once again, the small goblin launches a bomb at the winged creature.

Bomb: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
Bomb damage (fire) DC 15: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (4, 4) + 3 = 11

Exclude goblins and pigs.

Got to see her burn. Make fire so pretty. Each feather alight in fire, beautiful fire.

Pants bulging at the though of her wings on fire, Mogmurch throws another bomb.

Bomb w/ Mutagen: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27
Bomb damage (fire) DC 15: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (3, 5) + 3 = 11

Because she is still on fire Burn: 1d6 ⇒ 1 Yo momma so fat, when she turns around, people give her a welcome back party!

A look of pure rage and hatred comes over Mogmurch's face. "You hit me bird thingy longshanks thingy. You hit ME! I make you go BOOOMS. Watch you light on fire. Roast truffles in the flames as your body burns to ash. Then maybe Mogmurch eat a wing. More breast gobo though."

Mogmurch takes a step back, and flings yet another bomb on her, excluding squares that pigs or goblins occupy.

Bomb w/ Mutagen: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12 jerkface dice
Splash damage: 3 = 3

Brun damage b/c she is still on fire: 1d6 ⇒ 5

KN Nature: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Other gobo so stupid. Singing is not even good. Not like time Mogmurch ate the longshanks dry beans. Made lots of music that night.

Mogmurch eyes how far it is to hit is target.

Bomb w/ Mutagen out of range, Reflex Save DC 15: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 11 - 2 = 22
Bomb damage (fire) DC 15: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (5, 4) + 3 = 12

Precise bombs: Whenever the alchemist throws a bomb, he can select a number of squares equal to his Intelligence modifier that are not affected by the splash damage from his bombs. If the bomb misses, this discovery has no effect.

Exclude Reta and Chuffy's squares.

Explosive bomb*: The alchemist's bombs now have a splash radius of 10 feet rather than 5 feet. Creatures that take a direct hit from an explosive bomb catch fire, taking 1d6 points of fire damage each round until the fire is extinguished. Extinguishing the flames is a full-round action that requires a Reflex save. Rolling on the ground provides the target with a +2 to the save. Dousing the target with at least 2 gallons of water automatically extinguishes the flames.

no tshirt just folio for finarin. Gotta fix that. Good with roll but don't have a choice. Mogmurch also had a potion. Might use it.

Mogmurch goes over to Poog, and take his fire making stick wand of fireballs. He then proceeds to roll all over the vines causing 1 hp of damage, and turning green vegetation brown.

"Me wake Poog in minute, doing something first."

Though the other goblins cannot see, Mogmurch has a plan. The brown spots caused by one of Mogmurch's alchemical creations at first appears random, but it's not. At least, not yet.

Poog think that Zarongel love him. Him so stupids. Watch him face when he sees how plant scared to touch me.

"Plant thingy. I am Mogmurch. Smartest, goodest looking goblin there be. You touch me, you go BOO ... erm ... DIE. None can touch Mogmurch the on fire goblin that when plant touches him they die, gobo. Cause me bestest."

Striding boldly to the plant, arms outstretched, Mogmurch tempts fate. In his wake, the plants wither and die, leaving a brown trail of dead vegetation.

Hmmm, maybe me take stick make fire, make big show of rescue big chief. Or maybe making fire just too fun.

Taking out a small boot, Mogmurch bites the top layer of leather off, and spits it out. Dipping a hand in the boot, it emerges in a grey ball of putrid looking clay. Mogmurch proceeds to rub it all over his armor, under his armpits, in his asscrack, licks some, and them smears the rest in his hair. Dark gray fumes can been seen rising in tendrils from the goblin, whether he is melting or it is just the salve he put on none know.

Move action, retrieve Defoliant Polish and apply.

This allows the wearer to move through terrain made difficult due to the presence of vegetation as if it were normal terrain, though the creature leaves a clear path of ruined vegetation. In addition, creatures belonging to the plant type that target someone protected by defoliant polish with a natural attack or grapple take 1 point of damage with each successful attack.

"Mogmurch ready now. be there in little time. Oh, missed a spot." He reaches in the front of his pants, and starts to rub. Moments later the assembled can hear squees of pain.

"AAAAOOOOOWWWWW. Burns, burns, burns."

Kn Nature: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

"Why tree eat pig? Trees like bacon too?"

Creeping along the tree line, trying to stay hidden, Mogmurch pulls out a bomb and readies it if he sees any signs of danger. Token updated

Stealth take 10: 28 = 28

Oh, looks things to take to make Mogmurch most powerful gobo evar, and kill that Poog and take the stick that makes fire.

Reaching down through the chard rubble, he grabs 4 Alchemist's Fire. "Me makes lots 'o BOOMS with these." He continues shuffling through.

Oooh, look this. He picks up a wooden box w/ 1 pound cloves, and walks over to Chuffy.

"What you think this is? Well I know what this is. This is special magical powder, when you sniff make prick bigger. You need lot o' boxes, casue you have small prick. I sniff some, take Reta or whatever her name to go look for truffles. Be back. Maybe you play giggle pokes with Poog?"

Mogmurch updated, oh and Stranger in a Strange Land - totally overrated IMHO

Listening to the Rush song, The Trees to get psyched.

Hmmmm, longshankes look long in shank. And uglies too.

From his pouch, Mogmurch pulls a shell with wax sealed over the opening. Scraping some away, he tips the foul smelling liquid into his mouth.

"BBBBBUUUUURRRRPPPP"

He throws the shell aganist the trunk of a neakby black oak, watching the shell explode into thousands of pieces.

"Oh s#++, supposed to be quiet like. Where Chuffy go? Where Pool go? Where other gobo go? Weird one. Them big girls gobos. Not hero like Mogmurch. Me cannot wait to make them go BOOOMS!"

"Oh s%$&, supposed to be quiet like. Mogmurch gonna be sneaky. Creep up to longshanks and throw bombs. Watch them burn. Gonna make me happy."

Take mutagen, Stealth take 10: 28 = 28 creep to the south

will get a proper post up soon but how high are the trees. Want to use fly but not sure if it works mechanically with how jack is describing the forest.

Lost post. Throws computer. Picks up computer.

Poog speak pig? When Poog learn to speak pig? Him talk to lots of pigs? Well Reta, or Rita, she real pig. Play giggle pokes with wrong gobbos. What else him talk to? Him talk to dog, say 'Wooooff'. Dog say, 'Bbbarrrrkkk.'. That boring. Maybe Poog talk to wolf. Him say 'HHooooowwwwllll.' Wolf say, "AAwwwwoooooooo'. That boring too. Maybe Poog boring.

From the back of the crowd, a yell can be heard. "BBBOOMMMM!. Gonna make longshanks go lots and lots of BBOOOOMMM!. Poop, you hear me? You need me to speak pig?" Pushing his way up to the front of the crowd, Mogmurch grabs Poog by the ear. Pulling it close to his mouth, he screams, "OOOOOIIIINNNNNNKKKK". The goblin releases Poog's ear with a snap.

Turing to Chuffy, "You know Poog speak pig?"

Poog's name intentionally misspelled there.

Mogmurch, not really listening to the fact that there are no gulls, gasps in astonishment at the "What a huge f~+&ing gull."

Standing behind Poog, Mogmurch winds up and lets fly with a pebble.

Pebble attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27 Pebble damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Mogmurch looks at the bombs hanging from his bandoleer, then at the wand Poog is holding, then at the huge fire where the straw characters were, then back to the wand Poog is holding.

"Wooooh. Poog really is great chief. Make BOOMS that are so BIG. Me kill Poog, take wand that makes fire so big, then become biggest, baddest, bestest war chief ever."

"Then kill Chuffy"

"Stupid Poog and Chuffy. Always win. I win this one. I good at making things burn."

Lighting the fireworks expertly, Mogmurch watches the wick slowly burn. Fixated by the small flame, he forgets to aim. Quickly shifting his grip before he gets a face full of fireworks, he aims and shoots at 1-dog; 2-horse; 3-Pa Target: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Firework attacks vs Dog AC 13: 1d20 + 9 - 6 ⇒ (9) + 9 - 6 = 12 Of course, fudge

Sleeping through most of the story, Morgurch wakes with a start.

"Ride dog? Me ride dog. Me great dog rider. Hello Grupples, dog-that-will-be-ridden by me. You look good dog. You have balls, or they cut off?"

Mogmurch grabs him from behind like in those dog shows

"Good we get to it. You see Chuffy, that ugly one there, you bite him in arse."

Taking off, Grumbles belies his name by moving rather swiftly, dodging rocks, and tree roots, and low hanging branches. The pain of losing the last contest fresh in his mind, Mogmurch leans low and hugs Grumbles' neck. Up ahead, both spy a small pool filled with mud. Not really caring about their cleanliness, but wanting to win the race, Mogmurch kicks Grumbles in the ribs. Swiftly approaching, she jumps for all she is worth.

Ride Check for Mud Jumper; DC 15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (2) + 9 - 5 = 6

Ride Check for Mud Jumper; DC 15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (2) + 9 - 5 = 6

Ride Check for Mud Jumper; DC 15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (16) + 9 - 5 = 20.

Grumbles barely has time for her paws to reach solid ground again when they see the forest thinning slightly. The track has a curve to the left, and Mogmurch yanks hard on a tuft to hair and neck fat. Grumbles, well grumbles, but drops her haunches and pulls to the right. The track unexpectedly narrows, and Mogmurch holds on for dear life as they ascend.

Ride check for Ridge Racer, DC 5: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (19) + 9 - 5 = 23

”Whew. That close. Almost fall off. Then who gonna kill Chuffy? I die, you kill Chuffy good dog Grapples. Bumbles. Whatever they call you.” Looking up Mogmurch sees the ‘gnomes’ in front of him. ”Hate gnomes. Hate longshanks. Hate Chuffy. Like to make things go ’BOOOM’. But me kill pumpkin gnome. Bake Chuffy into pumpkin pie.” Drawing his club, Mogmurch swings it around his head before bringing it down on top of the gourd shaped gnome head.

Ride Check for Gnome SmasherDC 5: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (15) + 9 - 5 = 19
Attack vs AC 10; Club: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Club Damage: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

Mogmurch smiles contentedly as he explodes the gnome/pumpkin.

”Mogmurch and Pummels, best goblin and dog friends ever. We always be friends and destroy! Ride faster fata dog. We gonna win. We gonna be chief’s. You have pack of dogs. I have pack of dumb goblins. We be kings. And you be queens. I have lots of pretty goblin girls take care of me. You get fat and have lots of puppies.”

Ride Check for Bramble Bounder, DC 5: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (7) + 9 - 5 = 11

In a burst of speed, Mogmurch and Grumbles head down the steep embankment. So concentrated on accelerating, that both rider, and ridden do not see the bramble hedge until that last few moments.

”Shhhhhhhiiiiiiitttttt!”

”Hhhhhhoooooowwwlllllll!”

Ride Check for leaping the Brambles DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (3) + 9 - 5 = 7
Ride Check for leaping the Brambles DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (6) + 9 - 5 = 10
Ride Check for leaping the Brambles DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (9) + 9 - 5 = 13
Ride Check for leaping the Brambles DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (1) + 9 - 5 = 5
Ride Check for leaping the Brambles DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (15) + 9 - 5 = 19

6 fails - winning

Ride Check avoid damage DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (13) + 9 - 5 = 17 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Ride Check avoid damage DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (12) + 9 - 5 = 16 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Ride Check avoid damage DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (19) + 9 - 5 = 23 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Ride Check avoid damage DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (8) + 9 - 5 = 12 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Ride Check avoid damage DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (14) + 9 - 5 = 18 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Ride Check avoid damage DC15: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (10) + 9 - 5 = 14 Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

What weird dice - 2 hp damage

So what tier is the chronicle for this 3-4?

Updated

"Where Chuffy? Me have gift for Chuffy. Gonna make Mogmurch happy. He know best to give rather than receive. BOOOMS gonna happen real soon. Real soon."

Mogmurch walks over to the dead Pa, and gives him a kick.

Turing to the rescued Squealy Nord, "You have daughter? Sister? Wife? Me looking for pretty goblin girl to play giggle pokes with. Don't tell Rita, or Reta. You like Chuffy? Him an a%@+~$@. Gonna make him go BOOOMS one day. Will be fun to watch it."

With that Mogmurch begins to giggle uncontrollably, and bounce up and down on his bottom.

Player Name: Lord Finarin Moonstep (paid the 1 PP, going to use it every time)
Character Name: John S.
PFS #: 75655-1
Chronicle #: 11
Starting XP: 10
Starting PP/Fame: 13/20
Starting Gold: 1196.65

I thoroughly enjoyed this. I was a bit chuffed that Pa seemed to have fire resistance since I am a bit of a one-trick pony with bomb (fire). Also not sure what I did wrong with the bead, should I have thrown it at the owlbear?

Are you going to play WBG3 when it is released so you can run it for us again, pretty please?

Was saving this one for Chuffy, ohs well

Mogmurch moves forward again to be in bomb range, and hurls his last bomb at Pa.

Bomb w/ Mutagen: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16
Bomb damage (fire) DC 13: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 6) + 2 = 14

Again, excludes 2 squares of goblins with precise bomb.

oooh, in case of a miss

Miss: 1d8 ⇒ 1

Short

Mutagen last 30 minutes, I should still have this.

"Gonna make fatty go BOOOOM!! Cannot wait to kell him. Then gonna kell Chuffy"

Bomb w/ Mutagen: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19
Bomb damage (fire) DC 13: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 4) + 2 = 8

Exclude up to 2 squares goblin are in adjacent to the bomb, from precise bombs

Precise bombs: Whenever the alchemist throws a bomb, he can select a number of squares equal to his Intelligence modifier that are not affected by the splash damage from his bombs. If the bomb misses, this discovery has no effect.

Then Mogmuch runs 30 back from Pa.

Ready - 20' from Pa

Still gonna kill Chuffy

Mogmurch watches the fire take hold of the dry, moldy straw.

Burning so pretty. BOOOMS so good. Burn and BOOOMS.

He takes out a bomb, ready for Pa to emerge from his protective barrier.

Mogmurch, given that it was safe to throw, hurls acid onto the owlbear. He then moves up, to give Chuffy a flank (but I don't remember him ever drawing his club? Correct me if I am wrong.).

Can we retcon to 1)Move retrieve acid, 2) throw acid, 3) 5-foot step 4) Retrieve club as he moves? I never flank so I had forgotten that I had to have a weapon

Why Morgmurch gotta do everything? Drawing another acid flask, Mogmurch throws it at the owl bear.

"Look out Chief!'

Acid flask w/ Mutagen: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
Acid damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Morgmuch then moves up to flank with Chuffy.

Burn, I can make it burn!

Opening his gross goblin mount, he let's forth a belch of fire.

Gourd Breath 15' cone for 2d6, Ref12 for half

Gourd damage on Owlbear: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 2) = 3

"BUUURPP"

Forgot to add my mutagen, that is actually a 21 to hit

"Oh s~@# again." exclaims Mogmurch.

He tosses an acid flask at the owl bear.

Bomb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Bomb damage (acid) DC 13: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

So is what I did good or bad? If we burn down the hut will he take falling damage or fire damage in the bubble? Seems weird to give us all this fire stuff and he is fire resistance. If we burn diwn the hut the thing below will come out? Best to clear the area while he is indisposed.