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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 3150404" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>Pay Day!</strong></p><p></p><p>Kessen picks out a seated and drunk male goblin on the far side of the room, he takes careful aim and unleashes the arrow. It flies true and punctures the goblin's throat. The creature's head snaps back and it plummets out of it's seat and crashes to the floor in a heap. Kessen quickly shuts the door and races to the other side of the hallway opposite the door, so that he can fire at goblins that exit the room.</p><p></p><p>The rest of the party flanks both sides of the corridor at the end of the small hallway that leads to the room, to pick off any goblins that try to make it to Kessen or flee into the passageway. The party waits, seconds turn to minutes, the sounds to not abate from the room and no one exits.</p><p></p><p>Kessen walks back to the door and slowly opening it, peers inside to see that the dead goblin has unfazed the room. Kessen picks out an overweight goblin that's dancing in a circle near the center of the room. His arrow flies into he side of the goblin's head and it topples over, crashing through a wooden bench. Still the party rages on.</p><p></p><p>"I don't get it. These are either the stupidest creatures on the planet, or they're in a deep drunken stupor." Kessen espouses</p><p></p><p>"Maybe they're in a trance-like state from all the lust demons they summoned?" Menthos postulates</p><p></p><p>"If they are engaged in a natural activity, we should leave them be." Xanthos speaks up</p><p></p><p>"Look who's talking, you're half horse. I don't want to know what kind of breeding went on there." Menthos replies</p><p></p><p>"Doopa think if gobbos not watching for attack, that gobbo problem." The ogres observes</p><p></p><p>"The idiot is right, I say we strike while the goblins are preoccupied and then kill them when they're disorganized and confused from the initial attack." Turgar agrees</p><p></p><p>The group nods in agreement, and back away from the door to allow Doopa to move up to it. He and Turgar grip their weapons tightly in anticipation of the impeding assault. Haimish breaks into a fighting song.</p><p></p><p><em>Give up now, you're all dead</em></p><p><em>Thought you'd invited a couple friends</em></p><p><em>Angel of death, showed up instead</em></p><p><em>Surrender now, or lose your head</em></p><p></p><p></p><p>"Try not to get spit on me." Turgar asks Doopa </p><p></p><p>"Kneegnash!" Doopa yells as he kicks in the wooden door, ripping the door from the frame in the process, splinters rain down upon the nearest goblins followed by a small cloud of dust partially obscuring the frames of two ogres as they enter the room swinging their weapons from side to side as if they were harvesting grain.</p><p></p><p>Kessen follows, and lines himself up against the right corner then fires his bow at anything smaller than his waist that moves. Haimish enters to the left and charges into the room, alternately bashing goblins with his shield and cutting them down with his sword. Menthos follows Haimish into the room and cuts down any goblins left standing after Haimish hits them. </p><p></p><p>Quickly the battle is won, the group totals up four male goblins, mostly crippled or infirm. Followed by eighteen females and twelve children. Doopa snatches the cooking hunk of meat from the spit in the back of the room and begins to rip off chunks of flesh with his teeth.</p><p></p><p>"That went well." Turgar claims</p><p></p><p>"Aye, we should do that to the next room." Haimish replies</p><p></p><p>And so it was done, three more times in fact. The group wiped out every living thing on this level of the ruins. After ransacking each room they came to two options remaining.</p><p></p><p>"Back upstairs to face The Raiders? Or down this passage here?" Kessen asks</p><p></p><p>"Passage, stairs are always the wrong choice." Menthos states </p><p></p><p>The party heads down the passageway, for miles and miles they walk. Three hours later they emerge in the twilight sky of a setting sun.</p><p></p><p>"Hmm, I wonder if anyone knows this entrance exists?" Kessen inquired</p><p></p><p>"Well, the rocks are certainly stacked up here to keep this entrance hidden. I wonder if you can see it from the hill above us?" Haimish asks</p><p></p><p>Turgar and Kessen push their way through the stacked rocks partially blocking the exit and then climb a small hill that the tunnel exits from. They report the entrance is hidden from view while standing on the hill. </p><p></p><p>"I think we're about four hours from town, I can see the Dearthwood to the north and the Ragaloon estuary to the east." Kessen observes</p><p></p><p>The party decides to re-stack the rocks and head back through the tunnel to the ruins. Once back, they head upstairs looking for a fight, only to find the place deserted.</p><p></p><p>"Hey Gorga, so much for your Raiders." Menthos states</p><p></p><p>"Well, they're either out on a hunting party, or they wisely fled after finding the rest of their tribe slaughtered below." Kessen offers</p><p></p><p>"Or that." Menthos adds, accepting Kessen's ideas</p><p></p><p>"Gorga not want to live, hu-man kill all tribe. Even Firt." The goblin howls</p><p></p><p>"Take it easy, Firt didn't want you anyway. I just saved you from years of broken marriage, unwanted kids that aren't even yours, and an alimony payment that'll drive you to smoke." Menthos tries to reason with Gorga</p><p></p><p>"Doopa think Firt leave you for next goblin she see. Better she dead now than after she take all your stuff." The ogre chimes in</p><p></p><p>"You two certainly have a warped sense of honor, and a pessimistic view o life. Gorga, Firt was no longer yours. I'm going to set you free, go make a new tribe of goblins with those that don't leave their brethren behind." Haimish states and cuts Gorga free</p><p></p><p>The goblin bolts for the exit and flees.</p><p></p><p>"Don't forget to write and let us know where you moved too!" Menthos yells</p><p></p><p>"That was unexpected, I would have thought you'd strike him down on the way out." Xanthos says to the teifling</p><p></p><p>"Why? Any tribe he starts is bound to be doomed, either internally, or soon after I arrive with a sharp weapon." Menthos replies</p><p></p><p>"Well, let's go get paid!" Kessen shouts and races up the stairs to the night air. Followed quickly by the rest of the group</p><p></p><p>The trip back to Highcastle went quick and soon the group was upon Lord Palmere's estate and at his doorstep, just to the southeast of Highcastle.</p><p></p><p>Lord Palmere excitedly pays them one-hundred gold apiece, "And here's an invitation to the party I'm throwing in twelve days hence. If you plan on coming, I'd advise on a bath first." Lord Palmere states</p><p></p><p>The group collects their pay and heads back into Highcastle. Haimish and Menthos both grab a High times in Highcastle newspaper. Turgar and Kessen discovered on the long tunnel trip that they both live in the same area. Kessen is from the Plain of Cairns and Turgar's tribe overlooks the Plains, they both head to the nearest bar to drink and tell tales of home.</p><p></p><p>Menthos looks up from the paper and spots an open bar. "Horned Devil" My kind of place, the teifling heads in and picks a seat and then watches as Kessen and Turgar bring back a platter of pitchers to the table next to him. Turgar waves, and Kessen merely looks disgusted.</p><p></p><p>Haimish then enters and takes a seat at the bar, unfolds his paper on the table and orders a mead. Doopa and Xanthos enter last, Doopa because he was hungry and alone on the street, Xanthos out of curiosity.</p><p></p><p>Menthos chats up the bar maid and learns that the Temple of Kador captured a spy in their temple, "Supposed t'be some high flying girl from the Church of Tinel, they're gonna sacrifice her tomorrow. Me an my guy got tickets."</p><p></p><p>Haimish notes on the front page of the paper a story about disappearances along Shady Street after midnight. Lone travelers have gone missing and the local constables are at a loss to explain it.</p><p></p><p>Xanthos notes how sparse the bar seems, there's a middle-aged gnome scouring over blueprints and maps in the front booth by the exit, and there's a well dressed man sitting at the bar next to Haimish. Which takes Xanthos aback as he hadn't seen that man enter or even sit down. Xanthos saunters up to the bar next to Haimish, who is carrying on a lively conversation with the well-to-do gentleman.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 3150404, member: 11574"] [b]Pay Day![/b] Kessen picks out a seated and drunk male goblin on the far side of the room, he takes careful aim and unleashes the arrow. It flies true and punctures the goblin's throat. The creature's head snaps back and it plummets out of it's seat and crashes to the floor in a heap. Kessen quickly shuts the door and races to the other side of the hallway opposite the door, so that he can fire at goblins that exit the room. The rest of the party flanks both sides of the corridor at the end of the small hallway that leads to the room, to pick off any goblins that try to make it to Kessen or flee into the passageway. The party waits, seconds turn to minutes, the sounds to not abate from the room and no one exits. Kessen walks back to the door and slowly opening it, peers inside to see that the dead goblin has unfazed the room. Kessen picks out an overweight goblin that's dancing in a circle near the center of the room. His arrow flies into he side of the goblin's head and it topples over, crashing through a wooden bench. Still the party rages on. "I don't get it. These are either the stupidest creatures on the planet, or they're in a deep drunken stupor." Kessen espouses "Maybe they're in a trance-like state from all the lust demons they summoned?" Menthos postulates "If they are engaged in a natural activity, we should leave them be." Xanthos speaks up "Look who's talking, you're half horse. I don't want to know what kind of breeding went on there." Menthos replies "Doopa think if gobbos not watching for attack, that gobbo problem." The ogres observes "The idiot is right, I say we strike while the goblins are preoccupied and then kill them when they're disorganized and confused from the initial attack." Turgar agrees The group nods in agreement, and back away from the door to allow Doopa to move up to it. He and Turgar grip their weapons tightly in anticipation of the impeding assault. Haimish breaks into a fighting song. [I]Give up now, you're all dead Thought you'd invited a couple friends Angel of death, showed up instead Surrender now, or lose your head[/I] "Try not to get spit on me." Turgar asks Doopa "Kneegnash!" Doopa yells as he kicks in the wooden door, ripping the door from the frame in the process, splinters rain down upon the nearest goblins followed by a small cloud of dust partially obscuring the frames of two ogres as they enter the room swinging their weapons from side to side as if they were harvesting grain. Kessen follows, and lines himself up against the right corner then fires his bow at anything smaller than his waist that moves. Haimish enters to the left and charges into the room, alternately bashing goblins with his shield and cutting them down with his sword. Menthos follows Haimish into the room and cuts down any goblins left standing after Haimish hits them. Quickly the battle is won, the group totals up four male goblins, mostly crippled or infirm. Followed by eighteen females and twelve children. Doopa snatches the cooking hunk of meat from the spit in the back of the room and begins to rip off chunks of flesh with his teeth. "That went well." Turgar claims "Aye, we should do that to the next room." Haimish replies And so it was done, three more times in fact. The group wiped out every living thing on this level of the ruins. After ransacking each room they came to two options remaining. "Back upstairs to face The Raiders? Or down this passage here?" Kessen asks "Passage, stairs are always the wrong choice." Menthos states The party heads down the passageway, for miles and miles they walk. Three hours later they emerge in the twilight sky of a setting sun. "Hmm, I wonder if anyone knows this entrance exists?" Kessen inquired "Well, the rocks are certainly stacked up here to keep this entrance hidden. I wonder if you can see it from the hill above us?" Haimish asks Turgar and Kessen push their way through the stacked rocks partially blocking the exit and then climb a small hill that the tunnel exits from. They report the entrance is hidden from view while standing on the hill. "I think we're about four hours from town, I can see the Dearthwood to the north and the Ragaloon estuary to the east." Kessen observes The party decides to re-stack the rocks and head back through the tunnel to the ruins. Once back, they head upstairs looking for a fight, only to find the place deserted. "Hey Gorga, so much for your Raiders." Menthos states "Well, they're either out on a hunting party, or they wisely fled after finding the rest of their tribe slaughtered below." Kessen offers "Or that." Menthos adds, accepting Kessen's ideas "Gorga not want to live, hu-man kill all tribe. Even Firt." The goblin howls "Take it easy, Firt didn't want you anyway. I just saved you from years of broken marriage, unwanted kids that aren't even yours, and an alimony payment that'll drive you to smoke." Menthos tries to reason with Gorga "Doopa think Firt leave you for next goblin she see. Better she dead now than after she take all your stuff." The ogre chimes in "You two certainly have a warped sense of honor, and a pessimistic view o life. Gorga, Firt was no longer yours. I'm going to set you free, go make a new tribe of goblins with those that don't leave their brethren behind." Haimish states and cuts Gorga free The goblin bolts for the exit and flees. "Don't forget to write and let us know where you moved too!" Menthos yells "That was unexpected, I would have thought you'd strike him down on the way out." Xanthos says to the teifling "Why? Any tribe he starts is bound to be doomed, either internally, or soon after I arrive with a sharp weapon." Menthos replies "Well, let's go get paid!" Kessen shouts and races up the stairs to the night air. Followed quickly by the rest of the group The trip back to Highcastle went quick and soon the group was upon Lord Palmere's estate and at his doorstep, just to the southeast of Highcastle. Lord Palmere excitedly pays them one-hundred gold apiece, "And here's an invitation to the party I'm throwing in twelve days hence. If you plan on coming, I'd advise on a bath first." Lord Palmere states The group collects their pay and heads back into Highcastle. Haimish and Menthos both grab a High times in Highcastle newspaper. Turgar and Kessen discovered on the long tunnel trip that they both live in the same area. Kessen is from the Plain of Cairns and Turgar's tribe overlooks the Plains, they both head to the nearest bar to drink and tell tales of home. Menthos looks up from the paper and spots an open bar. "Horned Devil" My kind of place, the teifling heads in and picks a seat and then watches as Kessen and Turgar bring back a platter of pitchers to the table next to him. Turgar waves, and Kessen merely looks disgusted. Haimish then enters and takes a seat at the bar, unfolds his paper on the table and orders a mead. Doopa and Xanthos enter last, Doopa because he was hungry and alone on the street, Xanthos out of curiosity. Menthos chats up the bar maid and learns that the Temple of Kador captured a spy in their temple, "Supposed t'be some high flying girl from the Church of Tinel, they're gonna sacrifice her tomorrow. Me an my guy got tickets." Haimish notes on the front page of the paper a story about disappearances along Shady Street after midnight. Lone travelers have gone missing and the local constables are at a loss to explain it. Xanthos notes how sparse the bar seems, there's a middle-aged gnome scouring over blueprints and maps in the front booth by the exit, and there's a well dressed man sitting at the bar next to Haimish. Which takes Xanthos aback as he hadn't seen that man enter or even sit down. Xanthos saunters up to the bar next to Haimish, who is carrying on a lively conversation with the well-to-do gentleman. [/QUOTE]
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