I move to the door for a moment and tell the three outside, "We be thinkin' there's trouble a comin'. An ogre perhaps. Why don' the three of ye be scooting back just a bit and me 'n the elf will be stayin' in this room. Then the five of us can be surroundin' it and not worryin' about fightin' over each other."
"Scoot back from the ogre, Clareg. Poll the barge while we fight the bats, Clareg. ..." mumbles Clareg as he moves down the stairs.
You wait. Nothing happens.
Barring changes in plans, Rellios tries to blend into the shadows while awaiting their foes - Stealth Check (1d20+6=17)
Barring changes in plans, Rellios tries to blend into the shadows while awaiting their foes - Stealth Check (1d20+6=17)
You wait. Nothing happens.
Hru, who has scooted back a bit down the stairs and around the spire with the Kannonfodders, hears the footsteps and muttering of a goblin descending towards the room with the portcullis. Klyndak and Rellios, waiting in the workshop, hear it as well.
In goblin:
Where oh where can my dwarf n' elf be,
Oh where oh where could they be,
I got me a knife and big nasty friend
won't you bring back my dinner to me?
*More being quiet, how long will this go on*
Hru once again seems about to burst in anticipation of any forthcoming action
"Crossbow or Warhammer," I mutter to myself as I wait near the door for the coming goblin. I opt to begin with the crossbow, though it seems to me that if it is only a lone goblin there won't be much fighting involved.
Clareg, who has little more patience than a goblin, seems about to charge up the stairs around the spire to take on the little freak. Dareg, the older and wiser of the brothers, takes his cue from the half-orc and restrains him. Amongst these three, Hru comes across as the cautious and thoughtful battle leader.
The goblin descends the stair and pokes his head into the workroom where Rellios and Klyndak are hidden. His eyes take a moment to adjust to the change in light ...
Crossbow attack: (1d20+1=11)
Damage if necessary: (1d10=3)
As the goblin peaks around the corner, I squeeze the trigger on my crossbow.
The bolt soars past the goblin and continues on a journey that will culminate in a 200' drop. If it hits something at the end of its travels, you will be too far away to hear the cry.
Rellios jumps from the shadows and tries to strike the little goblin down...but apparently over estimates his size.
Rapier Attack (1d20=8) Rapier Damage (1d6+2=4)
Short Sword Attack (1d20=3) Short Sword Damage (1d6+1=6)
The goblin, having found his elf and dwarf, vigorously withdraws shouting in goblin:
"Ogre, ogre, ogre, ogre. Ready the ogre."
"Dammit! Somebody peg that little bastard before he gets away!"
Hru charges forward to the fray! "Gorrumm!" he roars as he attempts to separate the goblin.
Hru charges forward to the fray! "Gorrumm!" he roars as he attempts to separate the goblin.
Hru:
Clareg and Dareg follow Hru on his charge up the stairs reaching and passing the door with the portcullis.
As they go up, a flaming ogre flies down. Literally flies, it seems, for Hru notices that its feet are not touching the ground. The goblin, not expecting the trap to be sprung so soon, grabs on to a leg in squealing desparation.
Hru, Clareg, and Dareg are in its path and the ogre is coming down fast. To your right, is a 200 foot drop.
What do you do, Hru?
I was planning on staying in the room until the ogre charged so its fine with me to still be there when the er,... trap, goes off.
I was planning on staying in the room until the ogre charged so its fine with me to still be there when the er,... trap, goes off.
Hru continues forward after the goblin, and seeing the ogre he screams "YEESSS!! GORRUUUM!! BLOOD AN SOULS FOR GORUM!!" as he slices at the ogre with all his might!
The fact that Hru's great sword has removed a leg from the ogre does not hinder its journey down at all. Clareg dives down but Hru and then Dareg are hit by a weighted mass of burning rotting ogre corpse. The hit has knocked Hru onto his ass, which is not at all harmless when you are on stairs overlooking a 200' drop.
Hearing the Half-orc's yell, I peer around the edge of the door as I reload my crossbow.
Hearing the Half-orc's yell, I peer around the edge of the door as I reload my crossbow.
You see a dwarf tumble by and a half-orc fast approaching. Behind them comes the burning corpse of an ogre on some kind of pulley. A maniacally grinning goblin hangs off the ogre's left leg. The ogre's right leg tumbles slowly behind the party.
"'Old on lads," I call out, not quite sure what else I can do at the moment to help those falling.
And then assuming that there is still a target available after I reload my crossbow, I take aim and fire at the goblin on the ogre.
Attacking the Goblin: (1d20+1=14)
Damage: (1d10=8)
acrobatics and reflex:acrobatics;reflex (1d20+1=20, 1d20+2=10)
I may take some fire damage but it beats 20d6 falling damage
acrobatics and reflex:acrobatics;reflex (1d20+1=20, 1d20+2=10)
I may take some fire damage but it beats 20d6 falling damage
Clareg manages to avoid tumbling. Hru manages to avoid tumbling further down the stairs. Dareg is not so fortunate. Acrobatics: 1d20-4=0; 1d20-4=5. He accelerates in his tumbling and reaches desparately for the edge of the stairs but misses. He disappears over the side of the stairs and begins his 200' drop. The goblin, pierced by Klyndak's bolt, slides off the ogre's leg before the ogre reaches the end of its pulley.
The trap designer never considered what would happen when the pulley came full circle. The weighted ogre's body continues moving forward even as its head and neck are hauled back. The head comes off of the rotting, burning corpse with a horrid pop and tumbles over the side while the body skids to a halt on the stairs leaving a streak of blood behind it.
Clareg sees his brother go over the side with a look of horror and then hears the sniggering of two goblins who have come out to watch what, for a goblin, was a work of pure genius. His horror turns to rage as he continues up the stairs.
Seeing the laughing goblins, Rellios will try to strike one of them down - assuming he is withing striking range.
Rapier (1d20=2)
Short Sword (1d20=6)
Seeing the laughing goblins, Rellios will try to strike one of them down - assuming he is withing striking range.
Rapier (1d20=2)
Short Sword (1d20=6)
The laughing goblins are higher up the stairs so I think a move action is in order. Let's say you move into melee distance and miss with your attack.
The laughing goblins are higher up the stairs so I think a move action is in order. Let's say you move into melee distance and miss with your attack.
The two goblins are laughing so hard that they can do little more than wave their dogslicers in your general direction.
Clareg swings angrily at one of the goblin's heads, misses, and sends his axe sailing over it. The goblins laugh more.
As I watch my dwarven comrade plummet over the cliff, I feel cold fury washing over me.
"For the 'onor of the dwarves," I bellow and draw forth my warhammer and move up the stairs.
Rellios takes another shot at the laughing goblins, hoping to avenge Dareg's death.
Rapier (1d20=7) Rapier Damage (1d6+2=8)
Short Sword (1d20=14) Sword Damage (1d6+1=7)
Clareg, having no weapon, takes the goblin's dogslicer and pitches it over the edge. "'ey!" He says to the elf "Leave off this one. 'e's mine!"
Rellios kills the other one.
(If possible) I move around to the other side of the unarmed goblin (provoking an attack of opportunity, but he is disarmed) and attack with my warhammer from a flanking position.
Attack: (1d20+2=13) +2 for flanking = 15
Damage: (1d8+2=8)
Speaking to them in Goblin I growl, [i] "Stupid goblins. Dwarves will crush your heads and throw you to our dogs!"
Clareg swings wildly at Klyndak "I told you to leave 'im to me!!" but his fists do not penetrate the dwarven wizard's magicks.
Hru watches horrified as Dareg pitches over the side, "NOO!!" he cries as he looks over the edge to see if maybe Dareg is somewhere just below, out of sight.
Yellow eyes wide he backs away from the edge, and hugging the wall follows his companions up the stairs and at the remaining goblins, sword in hand(s).
"Get 'old of yerself man," I snap at Clareg, "Dareg would not a want ta see ya actin' this way."
Seeing as how there are no more goblins to fight, I move close to the edge and peer over for any sign that Dareg might have made it.
"Torag take 'im," I intone and then we search the bodies and after we are done with that I say, "'Eave 'em over the edge. Let 'em be followin' Dareg that he might be avin' the pleasure of vanquishin' them in the presence of Torag."
The oldest living Kannonfodder begins to push the goblin over the edge: "Next one, I get to beat with me fists though. Dareg woulda wanted that too."
When the bodies have been discarded, I hoist my pack, heft my warhammer and lead the way up the stairs to the open doorway, stopping at the entrance before going in.
He watches with grim satisfaction as the giggling goblin is silenced by his blade. Rellios helps kick the beast over the edge.
A morbid intensity has come over his face, and he follows Klyndak to the entrance, then says coolly, "Let me go first, see if we have any more surprises waiting for us."
He then slips into the opening like a jungle cat searching for prey.
When the bodies have been discarded, I hoist my pack, heft my warhammer and lead the way up the stairs to the open doorway, stopping at the entrance before going in.
Peaking through the open door into the room the goblins came from you see an oddly made entranceway. This room contains little more than a pile of javelins, rags, parts of the ogre that were deemed to valuable to waste, and crude drawings.
To the left near the front of the room you see a narrow passageway that, if your bearings are correct, would lead to the peephole the goblin guards spied you through. At the back of the room, on the left, is a passage that heads deeper into the spire.
"Torag take 'im," I intone and then we search the bodies and after we are done with that ...
To the left near the front of the room you see a narrow passageway that, if your bearings are correct, would lead to the peephole the goblin guards spied you through. At the back of the room, on the left, is a passage that heads deeper into the spire.
I wave a hand at the elf, trying toindicate that he should examine the passage along the back of the room.
Meanwhile, I take a look down the narrow passage that I assume might lead towards a peephole. My heart is not really in the search though as my thoughts drift back towards our recently fallen comrade.
Rellios can hear that the space beyond is inhabited but without darkvision, he will not be able to see in there.