Feint Whispers Chapter #3: Festival of Falling

[jasamcarl]

As Whitney finishes casting her spell, little red lights sparkle infront of the foreheads of the oncomeing goblins. Four of the eight drop to the ground immediatly.

Tarowyn is up.

 

[Mirth]

Tarowyn's arrows slam into Nicos, grazing his chainmail with a noticable thump. The noble is in obvious pain when he screams, "You will pay for that elf!

Tarowyn smiles as he hears the shafts find their mark. "I doubt that very much, pup," the elf says as two more arrows fly from his bow towards the (ig)noble Nicos. "I hope your healer is standing by," the elf taunts as he looks around for Nicos' right-hand elf, Mourn.

I don't trust this arrangement for a second ... Tarowyn thinks to himself ... Nicos has something up his sleeve and I'm not going to let us be ambushed by an Aporos again.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho growls... and looks to Krug...

"I say we wait for our foes to come to us..."

Jericho holds his blade strong and waits his shield ready.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus casts Summon Monster to call a Celestial Badger behind the goblins.

"To even the odds a bit," he says. He will send the Badger to fight the goblins.

 

[jasamcarl]

One arrow is diverted by Nicos' chainmail. The other digs into the Aporos' shoulder, however. He grits his teeth in continued pain.

The four remaining goblins rush towards the party at as quick a pace as they can handle. Two flank Tarowyn and two on Jericho.

Nicos follows after, rushing up to Tarowyn, "Time to pay for the blood you spilt, elf. Drop for drop."

Jericho is up.

 

[Mirth]

Nicos follows after, rushing up to Tarowyn, "Time to pay for the blood you spilt, elf. Drop for drop."

"I'm not done spilling your blood yet, gelding," Tarowyn counters to Nicos as he and the goblins draw near. As he draws his rapier and dagger, the elf continues his verbal jabs, "And it's going to be hard to collect on it when you're dead."

 

[Tokiwong]

Jericho slashes at the Goblins positioning himself to make the best use of his Cleave feat. His blade ripping into the goblins with a great fury.

"Time to die, little'uns."

 

[jasamcarl]

Jericho unleashes a sideways slash on the goblin facing him, tearing through its throat. The D'orite uses the swing's momentum to turn around and meet out a similar fate to the goblin on his back.

 

[jasamcarl]

A brilliant flash of light erupts from behind one of the goblins in melee with Tarowyn, fading to reveal the badger summoned by the dwarven priest. The creature bites, but only grazes the little fiend's armor.

The lumbering Jeeshank charges after his brethren, coming into striking distance of Jericho.


Whitney is up.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Norri makes decent pace back to the sheriff's.

Heh, I'm pretty sure the tall'uns can handle 'emselves, I'd only be a halfling-size burden on 'em.