"Sounds like a rising threat that needs to be stopped as much as Whitechin. But how often do they go on these robberies though? Is it every night? We have to be careful lest they notice someone is watching them and alter their habits."
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Roman paces back and forth, deep in thought, and nods at Byron's words. "We have been forced into a tactical retreat, but we still got our bases covered.
Roman carefully weighs the bugbear's words, looking for hidden catches.
"You mentioned your spies in the Bastard's area of operations. No doubt you have your own attack plan prepared. Do you know any of their weak points? Any tricks we should be on the lookout for?"
Roman steps behind Byron and says, trying to make his voice sound calm. "It's over. They overwhelmed us this time, and we can't retreat and leave Jo and Xianae to them. Accepting their terms is a rational thing."
I am still here, good to have you back.
Roman raises from the ground, rubs his temples and picks up his weapons. "That was one big bad wolf..." As Jo rushes over without giving it a second thought, Roman instinctively jerks after him, but stops before reaching the door and draws the bow instead. He still feels weak and has to concentrate to keep his hands from trembling. He uses the moment before the final standoff to aks his goddess for Guidance.
He puts his bow away and readies a morningstar, prepared to smash it into the wolf's ugly head.
Roman moves opposite the door, but instead of actually going in, he keeps 5ft distance to the wolf as he shoots him point-blank in the muzzle.
"Don't block the corridor, try luring him out!"
As soon as Roman is within 30ft. of the intersection, he will attempt to scan it remotely with the sift cantrip, as he suspects a trap.
Roman shrugs and gets in line without further argument.
"Don't rush into that corridor, those buggers might be up to something. Let me or Moondark scout."
Roman follows Xianae into the opening, trying to keep quiet.
"Let me ask my goddess for guidance and then we'll go."
After the exhausting fight Roman opens his waterskin and makes several large gulps. He inspects the bow taken from the goblin archer, but dismisses it with a grimace upon finding out it's too small for him to wield effectively. When he hears Jo's outcry, he runs in his direction, bow ready, stopping roughly 20ft. behind the big man. We have been exhausted before even facing Whitechin himself. I will ask Milani to aid us in the upcoming fight.
My posting is going to be sporadic at least until July 23rd due to RL issues. But I'm happy to see you back GM Lictor Lane :)
I'd like to post my action after the baddies take theirs, if that's alright.
Roman announces that he hears giggling and skittering from behind the double door, right before it is swung open and the fight begins. He deftly avoids the first clumsy blows of the wretched creatures, and calmly steps back southeast. .
He then drops his bow and draws steel, bracing himself for the goblin onslaught.
Roman replies in a hushed tone:
Roman assumes position next to the double door, keeping an eye on the front group while listening for any steps from the other side of the double door.
Roman keeps the rear guard, on the lookout for any threats from behind.
"It looks like the talking wolf we met earlier may have fled here. Perhaps the burrow leads to Whitechin directly? Maybe we better fill it up, to close the escape/ambush route for them."
Roman shrugs at Byron's wink, then closes his eyes for a moment as his lips move wordlessly. . He then
Roman stands on his toes to get a better view.
I can go scouting or keep the rear guard, as usual. Also requesting a layout of the building, i.e. where are the conservatory and the library relative to the other rooms.
"Now that we eradicated the giant spiders, we should be on the lookout for giant flies", Roman adds with a deadpan face.
Roman considers Byron's words.
"I could only spot a single figure, so I think a boatman was sailing alone. But the sighting was brief; and the twilight haze and reflections could play a trick on my eyes."
"I saw only one passenger manning the adel; but we must be prepared to face additional resistance once we return there."
Byron: Roman squints as he notices something odd on the river, but he can't quite make out what's going on. He closes his eyes and offers a short prayer to Milani for guidance, and when he opens them again, he can make out a lonely silhouette on a single adel upriver, looking for a place to dock in Rego Cader, not far from the park. "Someone's heading to the park from the mainland.", he whispers to Byron.
... with Roman trailing him, trying not to make any sound with the rest of the buckets.
Roman dons his armor again. "Yeah, I could use some fresh air, I'm tired of sitting in this cave."
Roman quickly rubs his aching wrist before Xianae follows up with another series of punches. He tries to sidestep it and deliver a hook under her ribs.
"When I said unarmed, I didn't mean unarmored", Roman thinks to himself, but also abandons his chain shirt and stands opposite Xianae. He invites her to deliver the first strike and dodges it in a twisting motion, retaliating with a swift counterattack. His fighting style is reactive, as he attempts to get into the rhythm of his opponent and then suddenly break it with a grab or trip attempt.
As Roman is not hurt, he does what he can to assist Mother Mudlumm in cooking and tending to the wounded, but doesn't speak much. He doesn't feel very comfortable in the cramped space filled with smoke from the bonfire and Emmett's pipe, and by the next day he is eager to move on.
Still here, had a tough week, sorry for the delay. I'll come up with the background details over the weekend, and will try to post something IC too.
"I wouldn't be so sure it's spiders' job - they aren't usually known for biting out chunks of flesh..."
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