Esmeralda the goat's page

15 posts. Alias of Sertaki.


Seeing the thing, Esmeralda apparently decided that the other side of this bridge was a perfectly adequate place to be and withdraws swiftly.

I think we can assume she gets frightened without any rolls ;)

The goat hops away, startled by the sudden pull. She doesn't protest though and just goes about gobbling up some of the more mundane flowers that grow apart of the dangerous ones.

"Very suspicious, all these flower hints!" - translated from "maa maaaaa baaah!"

"Onwards, adventure awaits!" -- translated from "Baa-maaah!"

Shlorrp - Sapper awakes with the wet tongue of a goat licking vigorously through his face.
"Maa-aah!" Esmeralda says with a curious look on her face.

not quite yet, Sappy ;) Esmeralda has no action remaining to touch you this round

The goat hops away, following the order like with the discipline of a soldier. She is just about to lick the gnomes face up and down.

Climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

move to Majal, then move to the gnome with a cure light wounds charge in her tongue

Startled by the sudden sliding and appearance of the big tooth and claw killer, Esmeralda is quite happy to follow her mistress' order without a second thought, hopping down the slope with great ease and licking the old woman's face.

Climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

It is super wierd that goats have to roll for climb on slopes and have such a low bonus Oo
But I suppose you can't handwaive it away in PFS

The goat walks slowly towards Graxzos and sniffs him up and down, then procedes to follow him like a dog, aiding him with her nose.
Survival, aid: 1d20 ⇒ 2

The goat makes sure to stay well inside the group, almost huddling to Pancho. Being near her mistress seems to put her at ease, though she is still quite nervous and watches the thicket around them warily.

Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Almost succeeding in stealthily tasting Graxzos' boots, Esmeralda suddenly jumps up and follows her master outside, bumping with her horns against the dwarf's behind and emitting a surprised "Me-Eh!".

It doesn't take long for the goat to find interest in the new arrival. Gunpowder and whatnot is not sniffed often, and together with the strange stuff on the gnome, Esmeralda foresees a lot of explosions in her near future.

The dwarven boots might be tasty, though!

If the facial expressions of a goat could be read so easily, one might see her almost licking her lips as she approaches Grax.

Having been so impolitely rebuffed be the tall woman, Esmeralda chooses to sniff the gnome thouroughly in her stead. Very strange odors were stuck to him, and while she didn't seem to find them tasty as she did the sturdy leather of Ms Roosevelt's boots, she appears very curious and almost runs him over.

Esmeralda walked inside following Majal closely, but once the old woman started muttering and talking, the goat began exploring the room with much interest.
After a while, she slowly approached Thaia, sniffing at her boots and trousers, as if they were a tasty snack.