With a final resounding bark, the loping canine clears the remaining few yards to the mounted goblin in a soaring leap. Sanstone falls upon the hated creature and its mount with gnashing teeth and flailing forepaws.
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5-ft. step to T9, full attack first on the goblin and subsequently on its mount if the goblin dies. Melee bite +4 (1d6+4) and 2 claws +4 (1d4+1) and tail slap +4 (1d4+1).
Tac's momentarily overwhelmed the by swiftness of events. He barely has time to register Talashia's wound when his cousin neatly decapitates one goblin and Grokk runs behind the building after the other.
"Talashia, are you alright?" he starts to ask, but as magical power flares, he flinches.
"I'll take that as a yes."
Sandstones barking, oddly enough, is what finally snaps him into action.
"Okay, if we get out of this, that dog is definitely going home before he gets chopped to bits!" the young engineer says, running to join in the fight with the mounted goblin.
"Gah!" Talashia blurts as pain spreads out from the arrow wound. The weapon isn't deeply embedded, and she can easily yank it out, but it's a stark reminder that she's still flesh and blood...for now.
She quickly casts a spell to help solve that problem. Magic coalesces around her, then fades into invisibility.
"Gah!" Talashia blurts as pain spreads out from the arrow wound. The weapon isn't deeply embedded, and she can easily yank it out, but it's a stark reminder that she's still flesh and blood...for now. She quickly casts a spell to help solve that problem. Magic coalesces around her, then fades into invisibility. "Okay then...let's try this again." Her protective shield of magic in place, Talashia looks up in time to spot Elrya engage Goblin2 in front of the nearest house to the north of the byway, while Grokk trundles around the side of the same home--hot on the trail of another goblin.
With a final resounding bark, the loping Taran clears the remaining few yards to the mounted goblin in a soaring leap. Sandstone falls upon the hated creature and its mount with gnashing teeth and flailing forepaws. The rough collie's ferocious bite, which deals 5 points of damage to the Goblin Commando, fells the creature to the packed dirt byway in front of the White Deer Inn and Tavern. Though Taran's first claw attack and tail slap miss, a solid blow from a second claw hits the goblin dog across the spine, instantly killing the beast--though not before the foul mount loudly squeals in fear and pain one last time.
Momentarily overwhelmed the by swiftness of events, Tac barely has time to register Talashia's wound when his cousin Elyra neatly decapitates one goblin and Grokk runs behind a nearby building after another. "Talashia, are you alright?" Tac starts to ask, but as magical power flares, he flinches. "I'll take that as a yes."
Sandstone's barking, oddly enough, is what finally snaps Tac into action. After witnessing the rough collie's maelstrom attack shred both the goblin rider and its mount to pieces, Tac blurts out, "Okay, if we get out of this, that dog is definitely going home before he gets chopped to bits!" Rapier at the ready, the young engineer sallies forth into the fray.
Grokk and Goblin1 round opposite corners of the house nearly simultaneously. With a low growl, Goblin1 flings itself at Grokk and slices the half-orc priest in the thigh with its dogslicer for 2 points of damage.
Not finishing taunting the cornered nobleman fop hiding behind the rain barrel, Goblin3 prances to and fro, then suddenly jabs a second blow at the cowering human for another 2 points of damage. A pair of bleeding gashes on his forearm, the human screams in fright and tries to shield his face with his injured arm. Goblin4, the crafiter of the pair, spares a backward glance over its shoulder as Sandstone rips its boss and the boss's mount to pieces then abruptly flings down its dogslicer and flees south down the byway leading away from the Inn. Goblin4 is speedy and is soon 90 feet distant.
Sandstone lets loose a thunderous bark from his bloodied maw before leaping off of the felled goblin dog's carcass to advance aggressively towards the remaining interloper.
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Advance to W9 and attack goblin 3 if it remains alive, charging if possible; Melee bite +4 (1d6+4). If it's been felled then double move instead to V16 to pursue goblin 4. Please correct me if I'm wrong, but looking at the larger map of Sandpoint, it seems that Goblin 4 is heading south back towards the Cathedral's facade.
Elyra charges forward, blade at the ready, knowing she cannot reach the nobleman before the goblin strikes again.
Grokk grunts in surprise as Goblin1 stings him in the leg, then hefts his warhammer to bonk the little runt on the head but misses as Goblin1 ducks low.
Sivan quickens his pace to head off another attack on the noblemen, yelling out, "Stop or face my rightous wrath!" Sivan catches Goblin3 from behind--the sight of a knight bearing down on him, polearm extended, is too much for the queer goblin, who stops moving in order to shrink and cower in fear with nothing more than a garbled croak. Goblin3 is initimated by Sivan.
Status: End of Round 2. Please declare for Round 3. Movement: Talashia I8. Taran T9. Tac T7. Goblin Commando dropped. Goblin dog dropped. Goblin1 K1. Goblin2 dropped. Goblin3 X10, intimidated by Sivan. Goblin4 running away. Elyra V7. Grokk J1, -2 HP. Sivan V10.
Talashia runs 30 feet across the green towards the stricken human and unleashes another blast of magic that rips into Goblin3 for 3 points of damage, causing the nasty fetid goblin to drop its dogslicer in surprise.
Sandstone lets loose a thunderous bark from his bloodied maw before leaping off of the felled goblin dog's carcass to advance aggressively towards the remaining interloper. Leaping to charge past the dead hunting dog, Sandstone grabs Goblin3 by the throat and bites for 5 points of damage, shaking vigorously. Goblin3's neck audibly snaps, at which point the goblin immediately goes limp in Sandstone's teeth.
Tac advances 60 feet to the south, in time to see Goblin4 running away around the corner of a building. Judging by the goblin's lightening pace and posture, it has every intent of fleeing the scene and not returning.
Behind the house along the northern byway, a loud snarl is heard as Goblin1 lunges forward to slice Grokk with its dogslicer. The creature is surprisingly fierce and plunges its blade into Grokk, dealing a mean blow for 6 points of damage. Blood pours freely from the gaping muscle in Grokk's thigh.
The rage boils in Grokk as he brings his warhammer to bear upon the impertinent runt of a goblin who has twice slashed him. With a crushing blow to the head, Grokk beans the Goblin1 for 10 points of damage. The goblin falls to the grass at Grokk's feet and moves no more.
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Status: Grokk at 1/9 HP. Talashia O8. Taran W9 (charged, +2 to atk, -2 to AC). Tac W12. Goblin1 scored a confirmed crit on Grokk, then was dropped by Grokk. Goblin3 dropped. Goblin4 running away, south back toward the Cathedral. Elyra V7. Grokk J1. Sivan V10.
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The human man scrabbles out from behind the rain barrel, clutching his tattered arm while obviously seeking to re-gain his composure. Sight of his dead and mutilated hunting dog, however, make the human's eyes go wide. Looking up, the man spots white-haired Talashia from across the byway and coughs in nervous distraction before eyeing her a second time with an openly admiring stare. Ignoring the others, the man steps across his dead dog in favor of jogging toward Talashia. Pressing his unhurt hand to Talashia's upper arm with a soft squeeze, the man goggles at Talashia's beauty, "Bit of a bind I was in back there, my thanks for your help. Nothing I couldn't have overcome in time, mind you, but your timely was most excellent! Aldern Foxglove at your service." Aldern sweeps to a low bow, but his injured forearm grazes against Talashia's cloth, staining it with blood. The man immediately starts blotting at the stain, full of cloying apology. "Horrible of me, please forgive! Here, let me..." The man's apology is a poor and obvious excuse to touch Talashia with unabaited desire.
Having just dispatched the harrying goblin, the tawny collie drops its bleeding carcass to the ground unceremoniously as he turns in the direction of the fleeing goblin. Without pause the canine takes off at a lopping run in pursuit of its quarry. The fiendish little creatures had wrought havoc in Sandpoint and it seemed that the guard-dog wouldn't rest until the lot of them were dead or driven out of the town altogether. Watching the creature's panicked flight, the rough collie does his best to close the distance between them while remaining discreetly out of the goblin's sight.
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Sandstone will use its intimate familiarity with the ins-and-outs of Sandpoint to take advantage of any shortcuts and cover that present themselves while trying to catch up, outflank or cut off the panicking creature. The dog will do this while trying to remain discreetly out of the goblin's sight in hopes that it'll slow down thinking it's not being pursued. If Sandstone doesn't succeed in catching the creature, he'll at least endeavor to keep it in sight until it leaves the town's borders.
Elyra pulls a rag from her pocket and cleans her blade, but does not sheathe it as strides over to the nobleman and his captive sorceress. The dangerous look in her eye communicates her feelings on the subject of men who paw women.
"What happened here?" She asks coolly. "Were there other goblins? Any other people nearby?"
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"Yes, great timing... but the goblin was already cowering and under control..." Sivan says quietly, looking at the man and Talashia a bit jealous. He does this only to be near her.
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Clearly taken aback by Aldern's forwardness, Talashia fends off his wandering hands as best she can. "No, really, it's all right," she protests. "Don't worry about that."
"I apologize, Mr...Foxglove?, if I seem rude, but one of the goblins escaped and there may be more. If you're all right, we should continue our patrol...others may still be in the same danger you were in."
She shoots Elyra a quick look that screams back me up on this!
Tac blanches as the dog decimates his goblin prey, then charges after the fleeing creature.
"Sandstone, no! Come! Heel! You're going to--!" the young engineer calls out, but it's no use.
"And that's why Uncle Herschl didn't work with animals," Tac mutters, sheathing his rapier and moving to retreive his bow and arrows. His preoccupation with whatever trouble their stray companion might get into leaves him largely oblivious to Talashia's plight. Though, as he slings his bow back over his shoulder, he does look around with a bit of confusion.
"I apologize, Mr...Foxglove?, if I seem rude, but one of the goblins escaped and there may be more. If you're all right, we should continue our patrol...others may still be in the same danger you were in."
She shoots Elyra a quick look that screams back me up on this!
"Yes, there are a lot of them about," mutters Elyra. She finds herself uncomfortable with the sorceress, but her contempt for the fool before them gives them common ground.
Aldern Foxglove lets go of Talashia's stained clothing, but with obvious regret and only after Talashia forcibly shifts her weight to pry her cloth from the fop's grasping hands. Aldern stands from his stoop and bows a second time with a half-smile, his eyes smouldering on Talashia. "I'm to return home to Magnimar in but a few short days, milady, but I should be honored if you would bless me by joining me for supper at the Rusty Dragon ere I depart Sandpoint." Foxglove pries his eyes from Talashia a bare moment to grandiously gesture to everyone. "And your strong-armed companions, as well, of course. A bite and a sup, on me," Aldern's eyes flash, full of burning intent, to Talashia, "I should relish the opportunity to talk with you more, particularly as I believe a reward is in order!"
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Those from Sandpoint recognize the Rusty Dragon. It's a prominent and well-regarded tavern and inn within town, run by Ameiko Kaijitsu. The Dragon is held in high regard for its food, company, and drink, all three. Ameiko runs a clean establishment.
Sandstone takes off like a shot, scooting between buildings to try to keep up with and follow the fleeing goblin at a discrete distance (on the hope that the marauder will lower its guard and slack its pace). Following after the goblin, Sandstone spies the creature first head southwest along Church Street, back toward the Cathedral. Rather than continue through town, however, the goblin casts a backward glance over its shoulder and--evidently convinced no one follows--slows down to a trot. The goblin cuts in front of the empty Cathedral festival grounds, skirting rows of upturned banquet tables, then doubles back out of sight around the back side of the Cathedral.
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The goblin has tucked back behind the Sandpoint Cathedral. Will Taran follow? I presume so, but thought to ask first.
Grokk stumbles out from behind the northern building, bleeding heavily and breathing hard. The half-orc priest still has his warhammer, but the mattocks hangs limply in one hand as the priest walks with obvious labor toward the White Deer. "Got the last one." Grokk grunts, then sits down hard on the grass beside the byway.
Not finishing taunting the cornered nobleman fop hiding behind the rain barrel, Goblin3 prances to and fro, then suddenly jabs a second blow at the cowering human for another 2 points of damage. A pair of bleeding gashes on his forearm, the human screams in fright and tries to shield his face with his injured arm. Goblin4, the crafiter of the pair, spares a backward glance over its shoulder as Sandstone rips its boss and the boss's mount to pieces then abruptly flings down its dogslicer and flees south down the byway leading away from the Inn. Goblin4 is speedy and is soon 90 feet distant.
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