From Citadel to Bastion: The Sunless Citadel

[Catulle]

The confusion subsiding, Lucas found himself poised midway through an attack. Glancing about to assess the situation, he saw Florian down, the party's enemies reduced to the toughest combatants. Should have held back... maybe kept Florian up. Faced with little alternative, he sidestepped, keeping the chief straight ahead of him and looking right into the brute's yellowed eyes. With a growl, he lunged forward, shield at the ready. Khudaglun, at least, was free to pick his spot in the fray, and he hoped that Quendros has space to manoeuver to the downed warrior's side.

(OOC - 5' step to G6, then attack the chief)

 

[Inez Hull]

Khudaglun calmly steps over the body of the felled Goblin and quickly assesses the situation. He sees the blue goblin open to attack and continuing to cause trouble uninterrupted. He skirts around behind Quendros's back and moves to engage the blue, drawing on his deepest wells of calm implaccable hate to sustain himself against any mental attack.

 

[GruTheWanderer]

Khaira and Eshand attempt to shoot the shaman while she is exposed, but miss. Then Quendros steps up next to her and stabs her in the heart with his longsword.

Khudaglun sidles around the elf and attacks the blue with his handaxe, striking him in the head (4 damage). The blue collapses to the floor.

Lucas hits the chief with his battle axe (9 damage). The hobgoblin, weighing his chances without any allies, throws down his weapon and surrenders.

The remaining goblins and hobgoblins watch with fear-filled eyes from the walls of the room.

 

[Uzumaki]

Florian will lie on the floor.

 

[Catulle]

At the chieftain's discarding of his weapon, Lucas lowered the axe, exercising every fibre of restraint he possessed not to kill the monster there and then. Fate does not will it that way. He remained in a ready stance, subconsciously manoeuvering himself between the creature and Florian. The man's voice was rough when he spoke "Somebody help him... I can't." His eyes signalled his rage. The goblin tongue was unfamiliar, and it evoked bitter memories to give it voice; "Remember me?"


(OOC - I'm not sure it'll do anything, but Lucas will certainly try intimidating the chieftain.)

 

[National Acrobat]

Eshand will move up behind Lucas, with his crossbow loaded and aimed at the chieftan, and keeping an eye on any other critter that even so much as moves without a reason...

 

[GruTheWanderer]

The hobgoblin stares at Lucas with hate-filled eyes, unimpressed by his attempt at intimidation.

The remaining goblinoids look ready to run, but they stay down in light of Eshand's crossbow.

Quendros casts cure minor wounds on Florian, stabilizing him. He will be unable to do more for the fighter until the party rests.

 

[Inez Hull]

Khudaglun extricates his handaxe from the blue Goblin's skull and then swaggers over behind the kneeling chieftan. He chuckles and then mutters to the others, "Any reason why I should'na just cut 'im down ta size?"

His look is imploring like a puppy wanting to play.

 

[GruTheWanderer]

Before long, the hobgoblin leader is bound and gagged. Those of the party with strength left in their arms herd the noncombatants into the empty sentry chamber on the western wall of the great chamber while deciding what to do with them. A few of the downed goblinoids have stabilized, but they won't regain consciousness for quite some time (or ever, depending on Khudaglun).

Searching the vast pile of items on the southern wall, you discover two small statues, three small rings, and a Medium-size chainmail shirt. In the throne room to the north an iron chest rests in front of the throne. The hobgoblin chief himself carries a masterwork crossbow, and he is wearing the signet ring of Talgen Hucrele.

You have now searched all the rooms in the goblin complex, except the one from which the mysterious voice spoke in Draconic. It looks like the goblins used the vines in the throne room to descend to another level below this one. More enemies may wait below, but you imagine it is relatively easy to defend the throne room against anyone climbing the 100-foot vines.

 

[Inez Hull]

Khudaglun makes short bloody work of the downed Goblins and then pulls out a torch and begins lighting it while the others debate what to do with the chieftan.

He sidles over to the party and mutters, "If I canna have any fun with this one," at this he nods to the chieftan, "at least let me play 'hot hot goblin' with them," he waves the torch towards the sentry room.