Mitnal figures, by the way she's pussyfooting around, that Jeslara probably wants to talk with the goblin and tries to grapple it for her.
I attempt to flank and attack:
attack:
damage:
Round 1 - The Lonely Goblin
Eugen: Initiative 26
Gyorgy: Initiative 24
Goblin: Initiative 19
Kenzo: Initiative 17
Jessa: Initiative 16
Mitnal: Initiative 15
Mitnal completly fails to lay fingers on the swift goblin.
Eugen presses down the stairs and into the room. Though he can't quite manuever for a flank, his sword slices the goblin, who shrieks, dropping his crossbow. He begins reaching for the axe at his belt.
Round 1 - The Lonely Goblin
Worried about running out of spells I look around to make sure there are no un-noticed dangers lurking.
However, I do heft my starknife in one hand and wand in the other, just in case.
Gyorgy sees no dangers where he is at.
The goblin draws out his ax and swings it at Eugen's thigh.
Attack:
damage:
With Eugen out of the way, Kenzo has room to move into the room, around the corner and attack.
Kenzo sees an opening and moves through his friends, striking out with a thrust kick square at the goblins chest.
Mitnal tries again to grab the little bugger.
Kenzo kicks him, Mitnal grabs him, the goblin yells viciously.
Gyorgy and Jessa can head into the room now if they want, but its 25 feet to the goblin.
Jessa follows through, looking about for any other threats and leaving the struggling goblin to Kenzo and Mitnal since they seem to have him well in hand. With the gobin's yell, she also looks for any other exits in the event others might come to its aid.
Kenzo tries to knock out the struggling goblin.
Round 2 - The Lonely Goblin
Eugen: Initiative 26
Gyorgy: Initiative 24
Goblin: Initiative 19
Kenzo: Initiative 17
Jessa: Initiative 16
Mitnal: Initiative 15
Jessa sees no other immediate dangers as she moves into the room. The southern wall of this room is a bank of cells with iron doors, six in all. The rest of the room is obviously a torture chamber; a rack sits against the far wall, an iron maiden stands to the north, and a fire pit smolders below a spiky cage dangling from a chain in the ceiling to the east.
I hang back, put off by the creepy room and trusting my brawny friends to defeat the goblin.
Mitnal tries to maintain his grip. "I've got him Jeslara; go ahead. Ask your questions."
"Questions? What are you talking about? I don't want to ask that thing any questions!" Jessa replies, backing away from the struggling combatants, "Just kill him before he hurts someone!"
Even as Jessa makes her statement, Blackwing heeds his mistress' call and takes advantage of Mitnal's grapple of the goblin to fly in and scatch at it.
I raise my weapon, bleeding from my axe wound and still in the rhythm of battle.
"oh, um... hm." It occurs to me that it might be impolite to kill the goblin while Mitnal is trying to pin him. I lower my sword slowly while pretending to just be stretching. "(yawn), how's it coming Mitnal? (ow, wince), does he know anything interesting?"
In the event that he slips out of Mitnal's grasp, I make the following attack.
The goblin tries to slip out Mitnal's grasp.
escape artist:
But can't.
So instead he starts screaming in anger as he struggles.
Eugen readies an attack and the bird sctratches at the goblins face.
Jessa looks on, growing more and more worried that the goblin's cries might alert Nualia or draw more of those fearsome dogs.
"Mitnal!" she urges with no small measure of exasperation, "Shut him up! Quickly!"
As for herself, she quickly chants the words to her favorite spell for dealing with goblins in the hopes of silencing him. "Bedezerine!"
"Shut up, you bloody thing."
I also cast daze (dc13) at the beastie.
Save:
The goblin is momentarily silenced as his mind reels.
I think we can assume that the five of you can safely subdue him now. No need to roll the dice each round.
While the others restrain the little goblin, Jessa gestures at him with her wand in a threatening manner.
"Nualia! And the other longshanks!" she demands in the goblin tongue, "Where are they?"
"Told you she'd want to talk," says Mitnal to the others proudly.
The goblin snarls. Jessa does not seem to greatly intimidate him.
"Fine."
Jessa's lips tighten as the grim memory of the goblin attacks on Sandpoint fill her mind.
"Heladoviga," she breathes out the frosty curse and gestures at the restrained creature.
"That's cold, Jeslara," mutters Mitnal. "Very cold."
Kenzo laughs at Mitnal's running commentary, and starts to check the cell doors with an eye toward anything unusual.
Perception
The goblin screams from the cold touch of magic.
"Fine! I'll talk! Nualia is downstairs. Down the secret stairs! But big goblin will get you all! Big legs not welcome here!"
Also, besides the cells, Kenzo sees nothing too remarkable about the room.
"Fine! I'll talk! Nualia is downstairs. Down the secret stairs! But big goblin will get you all! Big legs not welcome here!"
"And where are these secret stairs?" Jessa presses.
"By the storing room, past art room. Table in there. Lots of little things. No good things. Can't eat with them or fight with them. But Nualia thinks they help free big goblin."
"He says he knows where Nualia's at...down some secret stairs," Jessa explains for everyone else, unsure of who speaks goblin, "He's describing several rooms we must pass to get there...a storeroom, some kind of room full of art, and so on. Perhaps we should just have him show us the way? Provided, of course, one of you can control him."
Mitnal, having correctly deduced that Jeslara would want to talk to the goblin, stands proudly, arms across his chest, and stares significantly at Kenzo and Eugen. 'Told you so,' he thinks.
"Yeah," Kenzo replies to Mitnal's comment, "but who would have thought it would talk to her?" Turning to Jessa, the monk gestures with his hands and adds, "Do you actually understand all that?"
"Of course," Jessa replies with a shrug, "Linguistics is a hobby of mine."
And it doesn't hurt the goblin was speaking in common.
And it doesn't hurt the goblin was speaking in common.
"Lots of little things?"
"Lots of little things?"
Gyorgy recollects that the room they battled the bugbear and Lyrie in contained a table with numerous small artifacts and pieces of rock, all of them in the process of being packed up.
"So, there's some kind of huge goblin hidden away that Nualia and Lyrie are using Thassilonian runes and magic stones to release. And this thing's going to be used against Sandpoint?"
I look around at my peers: "Even if we can't find the secret door, maybe we should chuck those rocks in the sea?"
"So, there's some kind of huge goblin hidden away that Nualia and Lyrie are using Thassilonian runes and magic stones to release. And this thing's going to be used against Sandpoint?"
I look around at my peers: "Even if we can't find the secret door, maybe we should chuck those rocks in the sea?"
Mitnal glares at Gyorgy, "I'm sure those pieces of rock are some kind of treasure. First, she," nodding to Jeslara, "prefers talking to killing. Next, you want to throw the treasure into the sea. What part of 'kill them and take their stuff' do you guys have trouble understanding?"
"First things first," Kenzo says with a chuckle. "We're here to stop Nualia. Let's find her. What should we do with him?" he finishes with a nod toward the goblin. "Mitnal? How hungry are you?"
"First things first," Kenzo says with a chuckle. "We're here to stop Nualia. Let's find her."
"Yes, but Mitnal has a point," Jessa interrupts, "My whole reason for coming to Sandpoint was to explore and document Thassilonian ruins. And, though the complex under the Glassworks will certainly keep me busy for awhile, this place is just as fascinating, particularly if they've already retrieved and documented some of the artifacts. It's a huge archaeological opportunity!"
"What should we do with him?" he finishes with a nod toward the goblin.
Jessa shrugs.
"I don't trust him," she notes, "And the depredations these goblins have caused...paired with the fact that they very much intend to threaten Sandpoint again by razing it to the ground with the aid of Nualia and her so-called 'big' goblin...well, it all leaves me rather indifferent to his plight. I'm not one for murdering helpless people, obviously. But these goblins have shown themselves to be anything but helpless...and they don't qualify as 'people' given what they've done."
"Cold or not," she directs her remark at Mitnal because of his prior comment, "It's reality."
"I won't complain about killing goblins. Just careful where you aim that finger."
Mitnal searches the goblin.
The goblin has very nice weaponry, but its a bit too small for Mitnal. He also has a set of keys.
"Won't do you good to kill me," snarls the goblin, "I'll haunt you for eight days and you won't find secret door without me."
The goblin has very nice weaponry, but its a bit too small for Mitnal. He also has a set of keys.
"Won't do you good to kill me," snarls the goblin, "I'll haunt you for eight days and you won't find secret door without me."
"Yeah, but what will you do on the ninth day?" asks Mitnal. "Unless you have an answer for that one, I wouldn't get too cheeky."
"Ask him what the keys are for."
The keys are for the cells.