CB's Pathfinder Beta -- Burnt Offerings

Ambrus · Aug 25, 2009

[sblock=Canadienne Bacon]Not wanting to lose sight of the goblin, the rough collie carefully pads along the top of the cliff while skirting the great buttresses supporting the cathedral's southern wing. The hunter ponders why its prey might seek refuge in the Boneyard. Being fenced in by the Cathedral, the city's curtain wall and a sheer drop down the cliff to the Turandarok river below the Boneyard is a literal and figurative dead end. Rounding the Cathedral's southern wing, the rough collie pauses in the shadow of a buttress to determine its quarry's route through the forest of tombstones before following.

OOC: Sandstone will indeed follow, albeit at a discreet distance before it finally succeeds in catching up to the goblin. He's curious to see where the goblin thinks it's going; uncertain whether it's simply lost or if it has a destination in mind. Either way, Sandstone will attempt to circle around and ambush the creature unawares.[/sblock]

jkason · Aug 25, 2009

Tac Abor, human rogue

Tac perked up at the prospect of a free meal, especially at such a nice locale.

"You know, with the dedication deadline, I haven't had much more than stale bread and cold soup for the past week," he says.

CanadienneBacon said:
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.

At the sight of the bleeding half-orc, Tac rushes to the cleric's side.

"Gods, Grokk, are you all right?" Knowing he has no healing potions on him, Tac looks around, trying to remember where he might find the closest healer (managing, of course, to completely forget that Grokk himself is one).

Walking Dad · Aug 26, 2009

Sivan

"I thought he is a cleric. He helped the other wounded. Do you need a hand to get to the inn? Somtimes a good wine and a meal is all what is needed!" Sivan says concerned, before looking again at the sorceress, but says nothing more.

ooc: .

Shayuri · Aug 26, 2009

Talashia sighs. On the one hand, the Rusty Dragon WAS a pretty nice place, and she was tired of travel rations as well. On the other...

"I suppose there's no harm in accepting his invitation," she relents.

After all, she reasoned to herself, it wasn't as if letting him pay for supper was incurring a debt. He owed -them-. This was him making good on that. And it wasn't as if he was in a position to press his suit should she rebuff him. If goblins caused him such troubles, she doubted very much he could enforce his will on her.

Abruptly she snapped her fingers, brightening.

"But we still have a job to do! The White Deer, AND the junkyard. That's where we were headed." She nods at the White Deer inn. "We still have to check the junkyard."

There's something like relief in her voice.

CanadienneBacon · Aug 27, 2009

Aldern Foxglove flushes with unfettered delight at Talashia's acceptance of his offer of supper. "Right, then! The evening of your choosing within the next three days, lovely girl. I look forward to it." Foxglove sweeps a low bow, this time careful to miss Talashia. Straightening, the man winks at Tac. "And a meal you shall have, good sir! 'Tis with eager anticipation that I await the honor of your company." Completely and purposefully ignoring both Sivan and Elrya, Foxglove turns to collect his dog but shrugs with disuse when he sights the dead animal lying in front of the rain barrel. "Not much use, either as hunting companion or protector, evidently. I'll call for a wagon to have him carted off to the cliffs." The dog already disposed of in his mind, Aldern straightens his torn sleeve and, bowing a half-notch a third time, quits the byway with a brief, "Milady" directed at Talashia.

At Foxglove's passing, Grokk sits up and moves to stand. "I'll be alright, just need a bite and a sup, and a good night's rest. Just a little winded, is all. That last one 'were a bit of a cagey beast." After standing up from the grass with Tac's help (the force of Grokk's leaning stance almost fells the younger and lighter Tac), Grokk straightens his hauberk with a tug and grasps his warhammer a bit firmer. "A quick gander inside the Inn wouldn't be far amiss--might be intruders inside."

CanadienneBacon · Aug 27, 2009

Still in pursuit of the lone fleeing goblin, Taran rounds the Cathedral's southern wing and pauses in the shadow of a buttress to determine its quarry's route through the forest of tombstones before following. Following at a distance, Taran notes the oddity of the top of a ladder propped up against the boneyard wall on the wrong side of town. A bit of fresh earth has been dug up near one of the tombstones, but the boneyard is otherwise empty of denizens.

Still curious about the goblin's circuit, Sandstone follows after the goblin, noting that the creature's path is indeed circuitous and leads behind the church back north toward the North Gate. After a few moments more, Taran spies the bulking wooden guard towers abutting the North Gate. With the North Gate in sight, the goblin's pace speeds up to a loping run. The creature pauses between buildings to peer back toward the White Deer and Church Street, then makes a mad dash for the Gate, which in the confusion appears to have been left unguarded and open, neither of which is normal.

Initiative:
Goblin 15
Taran 10

The goblin runs for the gate and gets within 30 feet of the exit. The creature appears to be aware of the goings on in front of the White Deer but is aiming for fleetness of foot and the safety of the wildnerness beyond town. There is 40 feet between the goblin and Taran, who--suspecting the goblin's thoughts--crept a bit closer than could prudently be judged "discrete" as soon as the Gate came in view. Given the unguarded Gate and the distance stated, the goblin will easily gain the Gate and freedom if Taran elects not to prevent his departure.

Ambrus · Aug 27, 2009

Breaking into a lopping run at the same moment as the fleeing goblin, the tawny collie lets loose with a series of thunderous barks in hopes of alerting those near the White Deer of the city gate's open and unguarded condition. Leaping the last few yards of Tomb street, Sandstone lunges at its quarry with fangs bared.

OOC: Charge 40-ft. Melee bite +6 (1d6+4); –2 penalty to AC; barking as a free action.

jkason · Aug 27, 2009

Tac Abor, human rogue

CanadienneBacon said:
After standing up from the grass with Tac's help (the force of Grokk's leaning stance almost fells the younger and lighter Tac), Grokk straightens his hauberk with a tug and grasps his warhammer a bit firmer. "A quick gander inside the Inn wouldn't be far amiss--might be intruders inside."

Tac nods. "Inn's much closer, at least, and you could probably use with more rest," he grunts out, cheerful despite the extra weight of supporting his companion.

mfloyd3 · Aug 28, 2009

jkason said:
Tac nods. "Inn's much closer, at least, and you could probably use with more rest," he grunts out, cheerful despite the extra weight of supporting his companion.

Elyra wordlessly steps up to the half-orc's other side, helping Tac support the wounded cleric. She throws a sidelong glance at Tac, inspecting her cousin for injuries, but concludes he is unharmed.

The three fall in step with the group as they make their way to the inn.

CanadienneBacon · Aug 31, 2009

Elyra and Tac help the injured Grokk to the heavy wooden front door of the White Deer Inn and Tavern. The door is closed and apparently barred from the inside, but prolonged banging results in a male voice calling out in gruff tones from within. "GO AWAY! We don't want no trouble here!" Tac, despite not having been long in Sandpoint, recognizes the voice of Garridan Viskalai, the brother of Sheriff Hemlock, and owner proprietor of the White Deer. Normally quiet and somber like his Shoanti brother, Garridan's voice has an edge of fear-tinged grit to it. Right after Garridan calls out from inside the tavern, the thunderous barking of Sandstone coming from around the corner where the North Gate gives way to the Long Coast Road reverberates in the evening air, followed by the squeal of a goblin and a sickening crunch.

********************************************At the North Gate*****************************************

Sandstone flings himself at the fleeing backside of Goblin4 but despite catching the goblin with its guard down as it runs, the rough collie's bite misses. The charge at the goblin does, however, result in Sandstone landing between the Gate and the goblin and when the stricken goblin fearfully moves to bolt past Sandstone, the collie reacts with a vengeance, lunging forward and snapping the throat out of the beast for 6 points of damage. Having given all the sport it ever will, the goblin falls limp like a bloated bag in Sandstone's mouth.

Status: Goblin4 dropped. End of initiative for Taran. Please post at will.