National Acrobat
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Eshand loads another bolt, just in case. "Splendid little fight. I must say, that went rather well. Seems that we are definately making good headway. What's next?"
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From Citadel to Bastion: The Sunless Citadel
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GruTheWanderer
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Yes, Catulle, you can use aid another to give an ally a circumstance bonus to AC (against one opponent, as long as you threaten that opponent.
Khudaglun's wrath is unleashed on the remaining dire rat, whom he hits with both handaxes (9 damage).
Quendros moves up and heals the sour dwarf (8 healed).
The three doors to the north and the door to the south are quiet, while the clamor of many voices continues to sound through the door to the west.
Khudaglun's wrath is unleashed on the remaining dire rat, whom he hits with both handaxes (9 damage).
Quendros moves up and heals the sour dwarf (8 healed).
The three doors to the north and the door to the south are quiet, while the clamor of many voices continues to sound through the door to the west.
Inez Hull
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Khudaglun kicks the dire rat corpse whilst muttering incomprehensibly under his breath something about "bloody....... useless.......ferkin'.........goblins...... scum........next time.........ferkin.......".
In a visible but failing effort to appear grateful Khudaglun turns to Quendros, "Yeah, thanks elf.....", which trails off into more mumbling about, "like I need help fightin' goblins! "
He then starts tromping purposefully towards the western door seemingly assuming that it will be the party's next target.
In a visible but failing effort to appear grateful Khudaglun turns to Quendros, "Yeah, thanks elf.....", which trails off into more mumbling about, "like I need help fightin' goblins! "
He then starts tromping purposefully towards the western door seemingly assuming that it will be the party's next target.
Uzumaki
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Florian watches the 'conversation' between Khudaglun and Quendros bemusedly, before turning his attention toward the people walking toward the western door.
"Y'know," he says thoughtfully,"say that thing wasn't the leader. Are goblins smart enough to make a decoy? False sense of security thing?" He stoops and picks up the fallen foe's antler crown. "If this was just for show, I don't suppose we could just bully them into surrendering by showing we killed one of their powerful leaders?"
This last sentence leaves Florian's mouth as an afterthought, before he realizes he just suggested trying peacefully deal with goblins to an irate and volatile dwarf. With a shrug and a grin, he hurries over to the door to catch up.
"Y'know," he says thoughtfully,"say that thing wasn't the leader. Are goblins smart enough to make a decoy? False sense of security thing?" He stoops and picks up the fallen foe's antler crown. "If this was just for show, I don't suppose we could just bully them into surrendering by showing we killed one of their powerful leaders?"
This last sentence leaves Florian's mouth as an afterthought, before he realizes he just suggested trying peacefully deal with goblins to an irate and volatile dwarf. With a shrug and a grin, he hurries over to the door to catch up.
GruTheWanderer
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What may once have been a cathedral is now a goblin lair, thick with the filth of years of goblin life. Scores of wall and floor-mounted sconces filled with violet-glowing fungi provide illumination. In the sickening light, dozens of goblins go about their daily business, which seems to be sleeping, preparing food, arguing, eating, sleeping, fighting, sharpening weapons, sneaking, sleeping, shouting, fighting, sowing, and sleeping. The southern wall is home to a heaping pile of assorted items, including wagon wheels, broken armor and rusted arms, chests, small statues, antique furniture, and artwork. Unfortunately, the stash doesn't seem to be particularly well cared for.
There are at least forty goblins and hobgoblins in the room, but most look like noncombatants (young, old, or cowardly). You guess that less than ten will make trouble.
There are at least forty goblins and hobgoblins in the room, but most look like noncombatants (young, old, or cowardly). You guess that less than ten will make trouble.
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Inez Hull
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Khudaglun pulls up short on his habitual charge into battle and turns to his companions, "I can easily take half a dozen or so myself but I'm not so sure 'bout the rest of ya". He puffs out his chest and regrettfully mutters, "Perhaps we should try and form up into ranks an' play it safe."
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