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Hadrian offers a silent prayer to the Master of Masters that his comrades' balance matches their bravery.
If it is too weak to support us, perhaps it would also be weak enough to break through? Or push over onto our antagonists?
So, my understanding is that there is still one goblin in front of me, correct? Attack 1) roll 5, won't bother with damage
OK, time to take down another goblin, with a one two body blow. Attack 1) 12 + 2 = 14, dmg 8
Hopefully he goes down so we can turn our attention further inland.
When the action comes up I'll counter attack then... rolling a 7 & a 17. Sheesh, feast or famine isn't it? That's a 9 attack with 7 damage and a 19 with 8 damage for the second.
Roll to break free: 22 When the next round comes I'll counter attack. My brain is foggy at the moment, does the break free count as a move action or do I get my full attack?
Hadrian takes aim at the goblin next to him in K9 and tries his best to land a solid one / two combo on him. Attack: d20 + 2 = 17 + 2 = 19
That's probably two hits do damage: d6 = 3 + 3 = 6 points of damage and
Initiative: 1d20 + 2 = 14. If I break out in a run I should be able to run up to the moat and clear it with a successful acrobatics check, DC 15 if I read the distance correctly and that's my plan for immediately after violence breaks out. (Assuming I remember rules correctly.) Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 = 11 + 9 = 20 My goal is to get a good 15 feet of running in, leap from H15 and land in K11, confronting that goblin.
Hadrian comes up behind Lia, perception roll 21.
"My thanks Salm but I think the my main wound is to my pride."
11 + 4 = Ref save of 15. Melee attack to try to grab Tobias: 17 + 3 = 20. Hadrian is glad that despite his shameful showing in front of the goblins that he can at least be of some help to his comrade here.
D20 + 7 = 13 + 7 = 20, I beat the DC by 10.
Hadrian looks around to see if he can identify anything he can climb up to try to reach the canopy. Baring that he'll at least try to catch Tobias if Lia or Thossys manage to get the vine to drop him.
On the off chance Salm doesn't take the goblin out I'll provide punches 1d20 = 13 + 4 = 17, dmg 5
Hadrian take the effort to stand up and strike out at the nearest goblin but obviously still unsteady for him failures. 1d20 + 3 = 12, damage 1d6 +3 = 8
Hadrian kicks out at the goblin with first one foot then the other rather than take the time to right himself. Attack 1: d20 + 2 = 6 + 2 = 8 Unlikely I hit but damage would be 6. Attack 2: I roll another 1.
Hadrian charges with a vague plan of shoving a dog slicer up a goblin's nether regions sideways. Initiative 12 + 2 = 14
I'm going to go cry in the corner now.
Hadrian will run forward towards the garden gate, looking around him as he goes.
Hadrian assumes they will attempt to close the distance between us and prepares to meet them face on.
Proceed as you think best but I have a bad feeling there is more than is apparent here. If needed I'll try to look for any additional guests to the party and see if I can't do a reasonable impersonation of a bouncer. Otherwise I'll try to keep quiet and in cover."
While Lia goes to scout Hadrian will do his best to watch the rear of the group.
Balancing the healing potion in the palm of his hand Hadrian looks over at his recent cohorts, "Well, I can't say I'm fond of goblins in the least and as much as I don't want their scent on me nor should we leave a lady waiting. I'm in." Hadrian doesn't seem thrilled with heading out for another violent errand but also doesn't hesitate to give aid.
"Of course I will good fellow," Hadrian slaps him on the back good naturely though perhaps a tab bit harder than he has to while chortling, "you know I cover my debts."
Hadrian steps forward and without warning grabs Ulvaud around the shoulders and hugs him, and says loudly, "Umbero, you motherless stage dog, how do you do?! Last I saw you, you were running away faster than a horse from a blacksmith and a branding iron looking to do to you what you did to his daughter! But you always were popular." I end the statement with a grin. Spinning him around a little to face the stable owner again, "But surely you're not going to hold my having to borrow some horses against this fine gentleman are you? Between you and I, I don't even want to admit why I needed them. A lot of scenery and costume chests had to be moved on a favor from one fecal pit of a stage to another as a favor to an old fellow who did me a turn once. But, that's the stage isn't it? Every whore monger thinks themselves the next great director." Keeping him off balance Hadrian spins him back to face him, "Ah, but the steeds are back and not even winded by the light load carried across the neighborhoods and you ... it has been a long time since you were forced to play those stages! Well, myself too but favors are favors fairly owed. You though, your talent has been recognized and you're quite the star these days."
Stretching and feeling eager to get out and about, Hadrian says, "I'll go." Walking over to Tobias, Hadrian clasps him on the shoulder and says "Relax friend, we're just moving the horses about not training them. If it won't walk forward just motivate it like a wench and give it a good smack on the arse. And at least with a horse you won't get drenched with a pint of bitter for your attempts at providing motivation." With that Hadrian chuckles, obviously meaning it in good humor.
Hadrian grins and chuckles as she walks away and thinks to himself, "Every stage manager is grumpy, even those in the kitchen." Grabbing a nearby worker with a smile, "Hey friend, could you point me in the direction of some firewood. Apparently, the chefette wants fire and water, which I suppose makes sense."
Hadrian eyes the gnome a bit warily but decides to try to be friendly and sets down the book and saunters over, "Excuse me ma'am. I hope to not be in the way, too many hands in the kitchen is worse than too few just as is true on a stage but if I can lend any aide I'll be glad to."
Hadrian eyes everyone moving around and their verbal jabs at each other while looking for a book to read. Finding, something acceptable he settles into a corner out of the way half to read, half to people watch.
Hadrian proceeds to take some cloth and dab at his cuts. "Maybe someone could help me with some ointment after I shower and clean the cuts. After that I'm hoping for beer, soup, bread and sleep. In that order."
I firmly embrace the noble cousin of valor - survival and make a retreat towards my comrades.
I chuck another dagger at the cleric. Lord do I hate evil priests. 10 + 3 = 13, damage 3 if I hit.
Hadrian spares a glance at at the fallen knight on the ground. "Hey, jobby, I'm about to have something to confess."
Once I (hopefully) take down my immediate adversaries I'm going to move towards the carriage with an immediate eye of eliminating immediate threats and then towards breaking out the captive.
Hadrian replies as he swings squarely to smash the knight in a vulnerable joint, "Then I'll just have to hit all of you to be fair."
I'm posting from the road so I'm too lazy to look up and see sequence so just keep this for when it's time... hmm ... bad guys standing in my face, what do I do, what do I do ... oh yeah, hit them...
Using the cover of the bridge I'm going to use throwing knives to see if I can make a pin cushion out of the priest. Attack: 1d20 + 2 = 12 + 2 = 14
I'm assuming from the map that the four "corner" (I can't think of the actual word) of the bridge are at least human height? If so I run to the bridge using one to have cover and maintain cover until the next round.
I really don't like the idea of a spell caster acting with impunity, especially if he's associated with Asmodeus. I rush him to attack.
I'll take a position at J47. I've got my fists with me so I'm prepared. Stealth Roll - 1d20 + 2 = 20 + 2 = 22.
Well, it sounds like the plan is generally set then. I'm willing to help though I fear it's a bit fool hardy.
if I may propose something. Getting close enough to rush them is fine and terrain offers that. But, if we want to take best advantage we have to get very close first. I suggest a ruse. They don't have to believe it, just put them off balance enough to let us get close. I also would think we would look to concealing our identities and misdirection would aid in that as well.
Looking at everyone Hardian says, Let me be clear. I am not a murderer. If this man is unjustly detained I have no problem with helping him but I have no stomach for premeditated murder. I'll defend myself but I have no interest in killing. Turning to the map, I like the bridge. It would allow us to restrict their movement and compromise them. If the water is running quickly enough the river there might be a way to slip away and while they can track us it would take time if they have to comb both sides of the river for our signs.
Hardian sits forward after listening for several minutes. If we plan on escaping and not killing them we need to immobilize them. Can we plausibly dig trapped pits or use nets to our advantage?
I'm taking a shower but keeping an eye on the door. I get out from the hot water once I'm clean to rejoin my new comrades.
"It's a fine name. Brings to mind the love and hope one has for their children. Both are sorely needed in these dark times. Love gives people reason to fight for something better and hope gives them the will to act. The Children of Westcrown is a fine name indeed." "It lacks punch though. Sounds like you do bake sales. But, my raising may have left me over concerned with the dramatic. It is a fine name." Hadrian gives his best smile and heads to the bath hoping that the water is hot enough to disinfect.
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