FOUR HUNDRED TWENTY THREE
(I/C)
Pouring her attention on the goblin before her, Lyra worked her Lolthian Flail hard while calling to her right in Lannis’ direction, “NOPE. Nope nope nope. Not saying thank you.”
Taking aim at the lone slinger/sad goblin mage in the back, Brendon added in the goblinoid tongue, “Only we can say Lannis sucks!” (>+6 to hit, Red 17) The shaft flew out, clipped the goblin in the skull (1d6 Damage, Red 2) and then bounced off after tearing the skin.
Working his own spell, Lannis gave the Scout and nudged and asked, “That was goblin right? Why did you say my name?"
“Goblins and wolves. Literally the worst!” The Cleric proceeded the beat the greenskin in front of her with a series of wide swings (>+4 to hit, White 12), every two in three connecting, and each one of them cracking the goblin with punishing force (1d6+2 Damage, White 5+2=7 Damage and killed!). It was the final two blows to its head the finished it off, allowing her to step up and further engage one of the goblin’s fighting Wyn. “This is some disgusting assed work,” she complained, breathing hard. “I don’t know how Abraxas and Kovid enjoy this.”
"You guys think Bulk and Skull are okay?” Lannis asked. “They’ve been in there a while and I hear a lot of screaming."
Meanwhile working his own spell, the elf gave a sad note, “Wyn doesn’t need any more spells today, right? KAL MULTOS EGO!” and (1d4 images, Orange 3) 3 more copies of the elf appeared around him.
“Ugh,” Lannis scowled. “That’s my schtick, BayouLaBattery.”
From inside the chamber, the fires continued to spread across the room, the heat was intense on their right, and Abraxas could glimpse the approaching goblins coming their way. He played defense while he dug into his pouch and drew his Healing potion, slugging it back in one gulp (Healing Potion 1d6. Blue 2 – Heal 2!!). As it eased some of his hurts, he spun the Scythe about and reattacked the wolf. “SeñorLobo,TuTiempoEsFinito. VayasAhora. VayasEnQuartos. ¡SeñorKovclops,ElPuerto!¡Cerrado,Ahora!” (=+8 to hit, -4 Dam Defl, Blue 9) The Haste potion added some oomph to the Fighter’s assault and he was able to force the wolf south a few steps before sweeping across and tearing the animal’s chest wide open (1d8+4 Damage, Blue 6+4=10 Damage and killed!!), it falling to the ground and dying at his feet.
Meanwhile Kovid could hear the running getting closer as well as the spinning whine of revving up slings. With two goblin’s left in the chamber, the dwarf thrust his arm out and shouted to the nearest greenskin, “Get Over Here!”(BX Baby, Grapple and use as goblin shield, <-2 Str, Yellow 1 – yes!) He let his hammer fall to his wrist loop, and wrapped both of his ham hands around the closest goblin’s biceps, squeezed, and lifted (>+5 to hit, +2 BX Baby, Yellow 10). The goblin cursed and spat, kicking out with its feet at the dwarf as he spun both of them into the path of the open doorway (Goblin free attack, >+0 to hit, +4 grappled, Black 17). Kovid took the blows to his face and chest (1d2 Damage, White 5 – 2 – Take 2 Damage!!)
(Initiative, Party Steel 1 vs Enemy Red/Black 5)
The slinger at the hall fired at Kovid (>+1 to hit, +2 grappling, White 1) and the rock soared just to his left. The next THREE goblins all closed and did the same (+1 to hit, +2 grappling..>Green 17..<Green 14..<Green 2). Two of the stone STRUCK (1-4 hit gob, 5-6 hit Kovid: Yellow 1), both of them rebounding off the wriggling goblin, one of them hitting hard enough to make the snarling bastard howl in pain (1d3 Damage, Red 6: 3 Damage to goblin!). “Huzzah!” Kovid cheered as he looked past to see the crossbow wielding one had climbed on one of the soft chairs in the sewing room and FIRED. “Huzzah…Crap!” (>+4 to hit, +2 grappling, Blue 13) There was a loud TWANG and the quarrel SWOOSHED across the 25’ to slam (1-4 hit gob, 5-6 hit kovid: Blue 4) into the goblin (1d8 Damage, Purple 7 – 7 Damage and killed!), tore through its midsection, and ended the point about a foot and a half from the dwarf’s face. He was rocked from the impact (>Dex check, Grappling, +2 bonus, Yellow 16 – fail) and fell back on his rump, the very dead goblin still in his grasp – but Kovid was unharmed. (knocked down to sitting).
“Thor KNEW there was a use for you useless bastards! Haw Haw HA!”
In the hall, the rear slinger shot off a stone at Wyn (>+1 to hit, White 13), bursting one of the 3 images, leaving two. This then left the melee goblin with the short blade to try and skewer the elf (>+0 to hit, White 6) but none of the slashes or stabs connected at all. The remaining goblin attacked Lyra, the Cleric having engaged it earlier (>+0 to hit, Red/Black 4) but was stymied at her defense and shield work.
This left the remaining goblin still in the Adept chamber, the one who had originally been behind the barriers. With all the other fighters in there slain, he let out a scream and ran for the doorway, crying in his own language at the other goblin’s out there. “Hey!” Kovid yelled, shoving the dead goblin off of him, and Abraxas started to pick his way over the dead bodies in front of him, but neither of them could get to the goblin in time before it made it to the door…and yanked it closed behind him!
Trapping the dwarf and fighter in the madly burning smoking room.
“Fuck.”
Time now is Day 10, 7:35
(OOC)
Haste – 27 minutes
Resist Fire – 15 minutes
Shield – 17 minutes
Wyn Mirror Image – 2 images Remaining
Ok! Hall has TWO awake goblins in melee range and one wounded one slinging further away in the gloom. Abraxas and Kovid – you have slain everything in the chamber but are in there with the door closed and the fire consuming air and smoking badly. The side hall has 4 gobs, all with slings, 1 with a truncheon who just ran out, 2 sleepers and a sleeping wolf. And just inside the sewing room is the last gob with a fired xbow (needs to reload it this round). Bottom of the round – you guys go!
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to most of the combatants, Lannis had finished casting his spell, “IN BET GRAV!” but it was a rather anemic pink dart that flew across the hall into the gloom and (1d4 Damage, Pink 1!) “spakked” against the goblin slinger/apprentice back there. "There's more where that came from!" he taunted the greenskin, while the goblin frowned and sucked it's left hand easing the pain, before holding a single finger up to the wizard and giggling out, "You Suck!!"
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