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Sunday, May 10, 2020

PBEM, Episode 21 - Gob and Hob Kitchen

TWENTY-ONE

(I/C)
Brendon turned one of the Hobgoblins over, binding its arms and legs together tightly while it was sleeping and Abraxas killed the last sleeping one. Wyn had them place the slumbering hobgoblin in the dark corner near the door with other dead one s around it as Kovid righted the table and then proceeded to check out the walls for any secret doors. Lannis and Lyra proceeded to start in the back of the room and further search the already ransacked drawers, cabinets, and pantries.

With a nod to Abraxas, he jammed the tip of his sword into the sleeping hobgoblin and twisted it, waking the humanoid up with a curse in its own language. Wyn, pitching his voice higher in the register and talking goblin, began blubbering to the bound hobgoblin, “Ah! They’ze crazy! They going torture us more if’n we don’t tells them wot we doing. My fingers gonna be torn off next! You gots to help us.”

While all this was going on, the hobgoblin couldn’t help but notice the very large Abraxas and the very dangerous looking Brendon, both still splattered with goblinoid blood and looking pretty pissed off, were going through the lone hobgoblin’s companions bodies, ripping open pouches, tugging off the leader’s chainmail, and on Brendon’s command, slicing off the hobgoblin’s ears all while making eye contact.

“Me just stupid dumb fucker, ya?” Wyn continued, really selling the ruse (=Cha check +2 bonus, Orange 13) to the now nervous hobgoblin. “So I tells them, you, much bigger and smarter than me be the better one to talk, ya? Wot say you?”

At this point Abraxas lifted one of the hobgoblin’s up by its feet, glanced at the hobgoblin, and drove his spear through the dead body’s soft midsection and pinned it to the wall. He proceeded to pull the silver and copper trinkets from its pockets and was humming, “Manana, manana…you won’t see…manana…”

The Hobgoblin swallowed deeply. “By Corfard’s steaming shit, shut the fuck up you little green son of a bitch. You want to get us all killed? One job, one fucking job, find elf shit and bring it to us. And instead you alert a group of murdering bastards and have us walk into a fucking ambush? If you were twice as fucking smart as you think you are, you’d still be a fucking moron. It doesn’t matter what you say, they’re going to kill us all you dick.”

“So sorry,” Wyn continued. “What is the plan though? What is the we be not telling to them? I don’t know what I am not supposed to know, you know? What am I supposed to know that I don’t know?!”

The hobgoblin seeing his friend stuck to the wall upside down, dead, and Brendon slowly cutting its ears off, confused by Wyn’s words (Combative Cha Check: Wyn Orange 6, Hobgoblin Red/Black 5) slipped up and said, “You don’t know what’s going on, because it’s not your place to know! Corfard’s been working on the rainbow ward collapsing for years in hopes of getting to the Dirty Elf Chief’s Treasure Vault! But the fucking tricksy elves are so deceitful they bound the keys and hid them in the fucking castle and we’re trying to fucking find it!”

“What does Corfard want in the vault, oh mighty hob of hobgoblin?”

“How the fuck do I know? Some Elf Weapons? Some Elf Spellbooks? I don’t know and fucked if you tell them anything except your name and nothing else! Got it?”

Wyn, catching Brendon’s eyes and nodding, replied. “Got it! Will do!” and then the scout drew his short sword in a single fluid motion and slashed the hobgoblin across the throat, watching its eyes as it gurgled its life blood out – the their leaning in to the greenskin’s face and saying,” Thanks for the information.” In goblin.

Wiping his hands clean, Wyn then went off and collected the ears from the goblins, knowing that the bounty in Specularm was 2 Coppers per ear. Taking a length of torn shirt from the goblins, he braided the cloth quickly and strung the 10 goblin and 12 hobgoblin ears on (Add Goblin necklace (22). “Excellent, mon ami. Collecting ears from ze vermin is going to make it worth to us later.”

As for the rest of the room, Lannis and Lyra discovered nothing of interest, and Kovid was sure that there were no secret doors. The Chainmail armor was useable but the only person that would get a benefit from it would be Wyn – however the hobgoblins were at least a foot and a half taller than the elf and outweighed him by over 150 lbs – so too big. As of treasure, the group did find 48 copper and 30 silver amidst the humanoids belongings. We split it up coins: 5 silver and 8 copper each.

As there was nothing else to look for in the room, we relit the lantern off the goblin’s failing torch and discussed out options on where to go: to the RIGHT door the Hobgoblin’s came down, or continue NORTH to the next LEFT door (where we heard nothing behind) or continue NORTH past that to the area we had not explored yet?

Time now is 12:17

(OOC)

Area Explored!
Base Xp: 15 xp each

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