Rimesnap scuttles to the other side of Beezhul, and unleashes another volley of frozen pine needles from their body in a 15-foot cone that envelopes her and Feathor.
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Where did my goblins go!! the twigjack snarles indignantly, starting to get the idea that perhaps the backup forces were not optional. It begins slashing at Beezhul with its clawed branches. GM Screen:
Beezhul easily dodges the first, and on landing catches a nasty, roughly-barked wooden claw to the abdomen. This motivates a light fast dodge of the third swip, as the wound quickly fills with frost.
The twigjack seems particularly incensed that his goblin minions have been turned! He grabs a talisman hanging from his neck. Suddenly the multitudes of impaled ravens around the clearing begin to twitch. Their energy increases until they fly off of the spikes they resided on, collecting in the air as two undead swarms!
"We are agents of the Irrisen Queen, sent to retrieve her property." You mean these? he gestures at the models at his feet. They appear to be models for designs that would unleash untold destruction upon our wilderness. I rather think we'll be keeping them. "We are tracking a posse of goblins through here. They have stolen something valuable" The twigjack gives a sinister smile, looking around at the winter goblins assembled in his "court." Rimesnap makes a grandiose appeal to the assembled winter goblins, demanding that any champions step forward to protect their king.
Rimesnap chuckles as soon as the phrase "authority of another court" falls out. It's clear what he thinks of the authority of Irrisen.
As you approach, the mob of goblins falls uncharacteristically silent, eyes darting between the intruders and Rimesnap. The fey turns their eyeless face to the trespassers, somehow twisting their featureless countenance into something resembling haughty curiosity. In a voice that sounds like frosted branches snapping underfoot, they ask, "What humanoids dare impose upon our court?" |