Of Sound Mind III
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Sir Osis of Liver
Explorer
Kerrick Jonez
Kerrick will attempt to move to the flank of the barbarian if possible. (OOC: ie no AOO.) then takes a swing with his mace.
Kerrick will attempt to move to the flank of the barbarian if possible. (OOC: ie no AOO.) then takes a swing with his mace.
Jarval
Explorer
Initiative:
Jason: 15
Kerrick: 14
Goblins: 12
Gholog: 8
Seraphina: 6
Jason nocks another arrow, and takes careful aim into the melee. His concentration pays off as his arrow thunks into the raging goblin's lower back. (To Hit: 14 + 2 - 4 = 12, Damage: 5) The goblin gives Kerrick a puzzled look before toppling forwards.
His original foe now downed, Kerrick turns on the other two goblins attacking Gholog. His mace swishes over the head of one, failing to make contact, but greatly unnerves it. (To Hit: 7 + 3 = 10)
With a clatter, Kerrick's target, a goblin wearing a bright red shirt, throws down his weapon and backs away, crying out in Common. "Mercy! I ask for mercy!"
Two of the remaining three goblins follow their companions lead, and toss down their weapons, all looking nervously at Kerrick and Gholog. One other keeps a firm hold on his javelin, but makes no move to use it.
"We do not want to fight anymore." The red shirted goblin continues. "You are better, much better than us in a fight, and we will not die for nothing."
"Traitor! Prince Akratt will have your head for this." The still-armed goblin spits at red shirt, scowling at all of his comrades. However, he still makes no move to continue the skirmish.
Damage taken:
Gholog: 2 points (now at 8/18 hp).
Jason: 4 points (now at 4/12 hp).
Kerrick: 3 points (now at 11/8 hp, including temp hp from vigor).
Seraphina: 4 points (now at 6/10 hp).
Break in the round. Everyone maintains their initiative for further actions, but you may want to choose new actions based on the events of this rounds so far.
Key for the map: A = Armed goblin. G = Gholog. g = goblin. J = Jason. K = Kerrick. R = goblin with red shirt. S = Seraphina.
Jason: 15
Kerrick: 14
Goblins: 12
Gholog: 8
Seraphina: 6
Jason nocks another arrow, and takes careful aim into the melee. His concentration pays off as his arrow thunks into the raging goblin's lower back. (To Hit: 14 + 2 - 4 = 12, Damage: 5) The goblin gives Kerrick a puzzled look before toppling forwards.
His original foe now downed, Kerrick turns on the other two goblins attacking Gholog. His mace swishes over the head of one, failing to make contact, but greatly unnerves it. (To Hit: 7 + 3 = 10)
With a clatter, Kerrick's target, a goblin wearing a bright red shirt, throws down his weapon and backs away, crying out in Common. "Mercy! I ask for mercy!"
Two of the remaining three goblins follow their companions lead, and toss down their weapons, all looking nervously at Kerrick and Gholog. One other keeps a firm hold on his javelin, but makes no move to use it.
"We do not want to fight anymore." The red shirted goblin continues. "You are better, much better than us in a fight, and we will not die for nothing."
"Traitor! Prince Akratt will have your head for this." The still-armed goblin spits at red shirt, scowling at all of his comrades. However, he still makes no move to continue the skirmish.
Damage taken:
Gholog: 2 points (now at 8/18 hp).
Jason: 4 points (now at 4/12 hp).
Kerrick: 3 points (now at 11/8 hp, including temp hp from vigor).
Seraphina: 4 points (now at 6/10 hp).
Break in the round. Everyone maintains their initiative for further actions, but you may want to choose new actions based on the events of this rounds so far.
Key for the map: A = Armed goblin. G = Gholog. g = goblin. J = Jason. K = Kerrick. R = goblin with red shirt. S = Seraphina.
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GnomeWorks
Adventurer
"Well, what do we do now?" Seraphina asks, loading her crossbow. "Listen to them, or kill them?"
She doesn't take aim, but keeps her hands on her crossbow just in case one of them starts to run or do something.
Load, ready an action to shoot any goblin that moves or takes any action other than speaking.
She doesn't take aim, but keeps her hands on her crossbow just in case one of them starts to run or do something.
Load, ready an action to shoot any goblin that moves or takes any action other than speaking.
Zhure
First Post
Gholog
"Truce then, goblins," Gholog says, backing up a little to increase the distance between him and the diminutive humanoids. "Our quarrel is not necessarily with you. We're looking for some missing children - that's our real priority.
"We'd appreciate anything you know of them."
"Truce then, goblins," Gholog says, backing up a little to increase the distance between him and the diminutive humanoids. "Our quarrel is not necessarily with you. We're looking for some missing children - that's our real priority.
"We'd appreciate anything you know of them."
Jarval
Explorer
"A truce, good." The goblin in the red shirt nods his head, now in perfect, accentless Common. "And you're the ones searching for the children? Took your time in getting here, didn't you?"
"Prukk, you will not betray the Prince!" The goblin with the javelin strides round towards red shirt, anger burning bright in his eyes.
"I am betraying no-one. I've never served Akratt, and Prince Huatuz has little desire for his brother to have any glory." Prukk sneers.
The goblin with the javelin lunges forwards, but Prukk dodges to one side, and wraps an arm tightly around the neck of his attacker. A knife has appeared in his free hand, which he holds against the cheek of his foe.
"If you value your looks, hold still." He says venomously, then looks to Kerrick. "Have you any rope? Bind this one, and keep an eye on him. He's not got the brains to cut a deal when needed."
"Prukk, you will not betray the Prince!" The goblin with the javelin strides round towards red shirt, anger burning bright in his eyes.
"I am betraying no-one. I've never served Akratt, and Prince Huatuz has little desire for his brother to have any glory." Prukk sneers.
The goblin with the javelin lunges forwards, but Prukk dodges to one side, and wraps an arm tightly around the neck of his attacker. A knife has appeared in his free hand, which he holds against the cheek of his foe.
"If you value your looks, hold still." He says venomously, then looks to Kerrick. "Have you any rope? Bind this one, and keep an eye on him. He's not got the brains to cut a deal when needed."
GnomeWorks
Adventurer
"What did we do with the rope we used to get down here?" Seraphina asks, unloading her crossbow. "We could use that."
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