[D&D 5e] Doomchild's Lost Mine of Phandelver IC

[Doomchild]

Lost Mine of Phandelver

OOC Thread (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?374211-D-amp-D-5e-Doomchild-s-Lost-Mine-of-Phandelver-OOC)

In the city of Neverwinter, a dwarf named Gundren Rockseeker recruited a few enterprising individuals, yourself among them, to bring a wagonload of provisions to the rough-and-tumble settlement of Phandalin, a handful of days' travel southeast of the city. Gundren was clearly excited and more than a little secretive about his reasons for the trip, saying only that he and his brothers had found "something big," and that he'd pay you ten gold pieces each for escorting his supplies safely to Barthen's Provisions, a trading post in Phandalin. He then set out ahead of you on horse, along with his warrior escort named Sildar Hallwinter, claiming he needed to arrive early to "take care of business."

You've spent the last few days following the High Road south from Neverwinter, and you've just recently veered east along the Triboar Trail. You've encountered no trouble thus far, but this territory is known to be dangerous. Bandits and outlaws have been known to lurk along the trail.

Introduce yourselves, come up with your own link to Gundren Rockseeker, personal or professional, and determine the marching order. One or two characters need to be driving the wagon (no proficiency necessary), while the rest may be riding along, scouting ahead, or walking alongside as they like.

[Sessadore]

As the wagon bumped along the road, Hadarai looked around from the seat, reflecting on the trip so far. It had been uneventful - which is never a bad thing when your job is protection. He had arrived in Neverwinter a week or so before, and soon found funds running low. After spending some time exploring the city, he happened to be in the right place at the right time to overhear Gundren trying to hire some muscle to protect his wagon. The tough Gundren had been talking to declined, so Hadarai approached Gundren afterwards and offered his services. It would be nice to get out of the city once again, and a few more gold pieces would be nice in his pouch.

Today - it was sunny, the trees were green, the birds singing. All told, a beautiful day. The half-elf smiled, a big, joyous grin; he sat back in the wagon's seat and sighed contentedly. "Such a beautiful day today, isn't it? Days like today I'm always glad to be outside." he commented to his nearest companion.

[SpeedWitch]

Samuel took his eyes off the road and looked at Hadarai, trying to push thoughts of home out of his mind and process what he had heard. "Yes, it is. Ironically, the city of Neverwinter was not as warm and welcoming during my stay there. That storm the other night nearly threw the hotel I was staying in into the sky." He looked back at the path. "Days like this my aunt Grendal and the court wizard would be playing cards up in the trees..."

The noble leaned back and stretched his legs out. "But I'm not really the outdorsey type. Bit of an introvert, and already picturing a real in to stay at in my mind when we get to town. By the way, anyone know how far the city is from here? He glances hopefully at his acquaintance in front of him.

[Dhavaer]

"Three good deeds and an original joke." Bai answers absently from her perch atop the crates as she lets her spell fade. It's not like it was doing any good, the cart hadn't gotten any more magical since the last time she'd cast it.

She puts her book aside, stands up and stretches before sitting back down, tugging her hood down to keep the sun off. She'd rather hoped to have stayed awhile in the city, long enough to enjoy spending time away from her family, but as luck had it she'd run into someone looking to retain an adventurer's services mere hours after being teleported to the gates. Even so it could have gone differently - had she followed her first impulse on hearing his offered price and laughed in his face - but she'd remembered firstly that she needed money, no longer being in Kara-Tur and needing to climb to the highest tower to see something her family did not own, and secondly her aunts' and uncles' advice that any hint of adventure, no matter how seemingly mundane, could lead to glory.

She rolls her shoulders and takes back her book. No more detecting magic, she thinks. There must be something on this wagon I haven't put an alarm on yet.

[Sessadore]

"Three good deeds and an original joke." Bai answers absently from her perch atop the crates as she lets her spell fade.

"Haha!" Hadarai chuckles at Bai's response. "Not the answer he wanted, I'm sure, but it is one I like."

"Anyway, I wouldn't hold my breath for any fancy inn at the end of this trip. You might just have to get used to roughing it." Hadarai glances at Samuel and winks, grinning all the while.

The half-elf absent mindedly whistles softly as the wagon bumps along; an old soldier's tune from Tethyr with some rather rude lyrics if anyone were to recognize it. Hadarai had never liked it that much, but it always came to mind when traveling, so he had stopped fighting it long ago and just enjoyed the music.

[roko10]

Rog was unusually silent for most of the ride. Usually, he tries talks or complains about something; however, his recent experience with a bandit ambush has left him more cautious then usual. Then again, it did allow him to go to Neverwinter, where he met Gunderen, who was offering a job guarding an caravan. He agreed, eager to see new enviroments. The 10 gold pieces was just icing on the cake.

After scanning the enviroment again for any kind of threat, he noticed the wizard obsessively casting some kind of spell on the objects. He doesn't know what the spell exactly is, but from the lack of explosions or spontanious fires that mark most destructive spells, he assumed it was some kind of utility spell. Still, it can't hurt to ask an question and simultaneously break the ice.

"..why are you actually casting spells on the cart? he asked. "Unless there is some kind of magical bomb here, which I doubt, I think the biggestst threat on the wagon isn't magic, it's the bad quality of the wheels."

[Dhavaer]

"If I had a spell that would change - whatever these are made of - sawdust and glue into masterly crafted yew I'd cast it, believe me." Bai says, looking up from her book. "These will inform me if anyone tries to make off with the goods. Which are not a magical anything, unless they're under an illusion." She considers for a moment. "If I had a magical bomb I'd hide it under an illusion. Perhaps I'll stretch my legs for a while." She shuts her book and starts putting it away.

[Doomchild]

"Indeed it is, Hadarai," Breoden replied casually as he guided the mules with the reins, grinning, "It's fine weather for an adventure."

The young bard recalled the day he first met Gundren Rockseeker. Times were confusing then, and he was just a small boy. How was he supposed to know it was so wrong? Some of the other boys laughed at him, some of them were mad at him. Girls wouldn't talk to him anymore after they knew what he'd done. Most of the village just shunned him, but Gundren, a dwarf merchant who had been passing through, was the only person to show him any compassion. I didn't mean to, he remembered saying, I didn't know! Breoden grimaced. He hated thinking about it. And yet here he was, almost a hundred years later, with a group of entertaining companions, on a job for none other than Gundren himself. It seemed only fair that Breoden pay him back the favor all these years later now that he had the chance.


"That storm the other night nearly threw the hotel I was staying in into the sky."

"Oh, you thought that a storm did you?" Breoden's eyes twinkled mischievously. The half-elf had endured more than his fair share of the worst that storms could offer and lived to tell the tale. And so did many others, due in no small part to his own efforts.

"I wish I'd brought my dulcimer instead of this horn," he said after Hadarai had started whistling, "It's tune simply doesn't suit this sort of leisurely jaunt."


...

You've been on the Triboar Trail for about half a day. As you come around a bend, you spot two dead horses sprawled nearly fifty feet in front of you, blocking the path. Each has several black arrows sticking out of it. The woods press close to the trail here, with a steep embankment and dense thickets of either side.

[Doomchild]

Super Secret DM Roll: [roll0]

Also, everyone roll Intelligence checks (plain Intelligence checks). Here's Breoden's: [roll1]

[Sessadore]

Intelligence: [roll0]
Perception: [roll1]

"Not such a nice day for those poor beasts," Hadarai laments upon seeing the horses. His gaze lingers on the horses for only a moment before his training kicks in. He scans both embankments and into the trees as much as he can, trying first to see if there is any movement, then whether there are any other hidden threats. The paladin jumps down from the wagon and readies his shield, though he doesn't draw his sword. "Best prepare ourselves - whoever killed those horses may still be here. This is the perfect spot for an ambush, after all."

[Dhavaer]

"More so now that the path is blocked." Bai agrees, and raises her hands to encircle the gem hanging over her collar. It begins to glow gently as she chants words that seem to echo back from nowhere.

Int: [roll0]
Bai casts mage armour.

[SpeedWitch]

[Roll]1d20+3 posted below

"I'll try to guide the horses around them, if I can," Samuel says, leaping off the cart. He marches towards the front of the cart and puts one hand on the bridle of the nearest horse, the other hanging free, ready to grab his Greataxe. It could be very likely this was just a hit and run, but with his luck, the culprits are certainly nearby. What could be hiding in those thickets? Bandits? Ogres?

[roko10]

[roll0]

"Of course there must be an bandit raid.", Rog muttered , while drawing his shield. "Couldn't have a escort job wihou it.". He scanned the enviroment for more signs of bandits.

[roko10]

Perception :[roll0]

[SpeedWitch]

[roll0]
And the forum requires extra characters, of course.

[Sessadore]

As Hadarai sweeps his gaze from one embankment to the other, something about the horses catches his eye. That marking, he thinks, taking a better look at the face of the horse whose head points their way, ... I recognize that horse!

"Not good," he mutters under his breath, then adds loud enough for his companions to hear, "The horses - they're the ones Gundren and his escort rode out on." He is about to add more, but closes his mouth as he decides to let everyone draw their own conclusions for the time being.

The paladin glances at Samuel as he starts to lead the horses and cart forward. "Might be best to keep the cart back for a moment. Let us see if there is any trap before we put the goods in its jaws." Hadarai slowly approaches the dead horses, keeping his eyes and ears open all the while and his hand on his sword's hilt. "Any volunteers care to join me?"

If I make it to the horses without getting ambushed, I'll take a moment to examine them and the arrows more closely. Feel free to roll for me if you want a roll of some kind.

[SpeedWitch]

The noble shrugged nodded and released his grip on the bridle.

Hearing Hadarai's request, Samuel responded "I'll go," and began to slowly approach the deceased mounts with the paladin, his eyes hovering over the woods in front of him.

[Dhavaer]

"I'll stay with the cart for now." Bai says, one hand over her focus and the other raised, ready to cast, as she peers off to the sides of the road.

Perception: [roll0]

[Doomchild]

Gundren... Breoden thought to himself as his blood ran cold for a moment before he stood, ringing his sword from its sheath. He didn't say anything more to the Paladin that advanced on the horses, but he came to his side nonetheless.


...

Anyone taking a closer look at the horses can tell that the saddlebags have been looted. Nearby lies an empty leather map case.

As we're examining the bodies, two goblins come charging out of the woods, one to either side of the path, scimitars raised, and strike. Simultaneously, black arrows fly from the trees just a bit further off the trail. We are all quite surprised since I rolled a 20 for their stealth with my super secret DM roll above (d'oh!), so they get to attack us with impunity this first round (also, help me out here, in the rules it seems to indicate that Stealth is always just compared to Passive Perception, so what happens if the PCs use Perception actively? can PCs detect Stealth with an active Perception check?). Well, here's the first round.


To determine who the melee gobbos attack:
Hadarai = 1, Samuel = 2, Breoden =3
[roll0]
[roll1]

Melee gobbo attacks:
[roll2]
[roll3]
[roll4]
[roll5]

Ranged gobbo attacks:
1) vs Lao Bai
[roll6]
[roll7]

2) vs Rog Pine
[roll8]
[roll9]


After the surprise round, it's initiative time! I'll roll for Breoden and the goblins, everyone else roll for themselves separately.

Breoden: [roll10] (standing somewhere between Hadarai and Samuel)
Gobbo 1: [roll11] (standing right next to Samuel)
Gobbo 2: [roll12] (standing right next to Hadarai)
Gobbo 3: [roll13] (plinking away in the woods to the left)
Gobbo 4: [roll14] (plinking away in the woods to the right)

EDIT: Both melee attackers hit for respectable damage. To clarify, the first goblin attacked Samuel, dealing 6 slashing damage, and the second attacked Hadarai, dealing 5 slashing damage. Both ranged attacks missed. The goblins seemed to melt out from the trees as if they were never even there before, their bodies painted in colors to match the woodsy surroundings. But now that they are attacking (the archers included), they are all quite easy to see. There is an archer sitting 10ft back in the woods to either side of the encounter.

EDIT: The melee goblins protect themselves with disheveled wooden shields.

[Sessadore]

[roll0]

The goblin is upon Hadarai before he realizes it, even with his vigilance. The barest edge of reflex bringing his shield into the path of the goblin's scimitar is all that saves him from a severed femoral artery and slow bleed out. The half-elf curses under his breath, steeling himself and reaching for his sword...

Hadarai Siannodel, Male Half-Elf Paladin 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 14, Darvision 60 ft
AC: 18; Saves: Str +3, Dex +0, Con +1, Int +0, Wis +4, Cha +5
HP: 6/11, HD: 1d10
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Divine Sense 4/4
Lay on Hands 5/5 hp

Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=37221)

[Dhavaer]

Bai is looking right at the clump of leaf litter when it abruptly moves and becomes a goblin, and she presses herself to the side of the cart. An arrow thuds into the splintering wood and she edges forward, looking for a clear shot.

Initiative: [roll0]

[SpeedWitch]

[roll0]
"AGGHH! The hell-!" Samuel steps back and tries to recover from the gash left from the goblin's blade. Not bandits or Ogres, goblins. His father used to sip tea in the evenings and brag about how easy they were to kill. Samuel would have been relieved if there wasn't an open would pulling at his neck. Grinding his teeth, he fought through the pain and quickly pulled out his weapon.

[Doomchild]

DM's first round of actions
From highest initiative count to lowest:

Initiative 12 (Goblin Archer Left) - If he's unharmed, he will move to the edge of the woods, take another pot shot at a randomly determined character, and then end his turn by taking cover behind a slim tree (+2 AC/Dex saves). If he is harmed, he will retreat farther back into the woods before taking a shot (gaining 3/4 cover but granting his target the same; +5 bonus to AC/Dex saves) at whoever dealt him the most damage.

(Hadarai = 1, Samuel = 2, Lao = 3, Rog = 4, Breoden = 5)
[roll0]
Attack: [roll1] Damage: [roll2]

Initiative 11 (Goblin Archer Right) - Same action as Goblin Archer Left.

Initiative 8 (Breoden) - "Goblins," Breoden snarled.

Bardic Inspiration: "Take heart, proud Samuel, at least the goblin hasn't marred your very fancy clothes," Breoden clapped his companion on the shoulder, smirked devilishly, and he added in a visceral tone, "Let's keep them that way."

Taken by a fury at the sight of the evil creatures that have harmed the dwarf who was once his only friend, Breoden takes up his sword in both hands and lashes out with it against the foe attacking Samuel. Attack: [roll3] Damage: 1d10+2.

Initiative 7 (Samuel's attacker) - If she is unharmed, she will attack either Samuel or Breoden, determined at random, (Samuel = 1, Breoden = 2; [roll4]). If she has been harmed, and is still conscious, she will either attack the person who attacked her, or, in the event of multiple attackers, the person who dealt her the most damage. Attack: [roll5] Damage: [roll6].

Initiative 3 (Hadarai's attacker) - If he is unharmed, he will continue to engage Hadarai. If he has been harmed, and is still conscious, he will either attack the person who attacked him, or, in the event of multiple attackers, the person who dealt him the most damage. Attack: [roll7] Damage: [roll8].

[Doomchild]

Whoops, missing some rolls there:

Goblin Archer Right's target, attack and damage

Target: [roll0] Attack: [roll1] Damage: [roll2]

Breoden's damage roll: [roll3]

If Sam's killed Breoden's target, then he'll try to attack the other melee goblin. If that one's already dead, then he'll move away and Viciously Mock one of those archers, because they can't hit the broad side of the bard a barn. And he'd like to keep it that way.

EDIT: Wow, hilarious typo.

[Sessadore]

Going to roll first, then describe things depending on the rolls. :)

Draw sword and attack the goblin facing me: [roll0], damage: [roll1].
Then I'll try to maneuver around him to allow an ally to flank (I need to check if flanking is still a thing in 5e, I forget), assuming I can do so without provoking an opportunity attack.

Hadarai's sword leaps from his scabbard, the paladin swinging a hasty chop at his adversary while circling halfway around the goblin. "Goblins, just what we need," he mutters between clenched teeth, still rattled from the sudden attack. The swing is solid, but he has the sinking feeling of a miss as he watches the goblin start to dodge...

Hadarai Siannodel, Male Half-Elf Paladin 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 14, Darvision 60 ft
AC: 18; Saves: Str +3, Dex +0, Con +1, Int +0, Wis +4, Cha +5
HP: 6/11, HD: 1d10
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Divine Sense 4/4
Lay on Hands 5/5 hp

Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=37221)

[Doomchild]

You can move to flank without provoking, though it doesn't seem to do anything special. Now, if we had a Rogue in our party it would be of some help (in fact you wouldn't even have to flank, you just have to "gang up" on the same creature from any direction).

[SpeedWitch]

Gonna follow Sessadore on this.

So if I got this right, it's [roll0] for my attack roll and [roll1] Actually 14 for my damage roll.

And I think I'll take a moment to activate my Second Wind ability, too. (I'm already halfway dead!) That's [roll2], the bonus being my fighter level.



Bardic Inspiration: "Take heart, proud Samuel, at least the goblin hasn't marred your very fancy clothes," Breoden clapped his companion on the shoulder, smirked devilishly, and he added in a visceral tone, "Let's keep them that way."


Samuel smiled—or he tried to, at least. Probably came out more like a grimace from a drunk dragon. But no time to think about that—if he wasted too much time, these goblins would gut him. Just stay positive, pretend you're an adventurer, and slay monsters. Done and done.

Sam slashed his greataxe wildly through the air at the ugly who dared to attack him...

[roko10]

Initiative: [roll0]
Guiding Bolt: [roll1] OR [roll2]
Guiding Bolt Damage: [roll3]
Healing Word:[roll4]


As the arrows plinked harmlessly against his armor, Rog realized perhaps too late that the goblins are attacking the caravan. Muttering some words, he launched an magical bolt to the nearest goblin, and with some more, he healed the paladin.

OOC:
I have zero idea which stat is used for an magical ranged attack, so I made two rolls: one with my Dexterity modifier and one with my Wisdom modifier

[Doomchild]

You add both your spellcasting modifier and your proficiency bonus to any spell attack roll, whether its a melee or ranged attack, so that's good, but you added 6 to your Healing Word when you should have only added 3 (I don't know where you got 6 from, the spell heals 1d4 + your spellcasting modifier hit points). So, don't worry about that second attack roll, no need to roll a whole new d20 just because you didn't know what modifier to add to the first one. You rolled an 18 with the first d20 and that will stand with +5 to the spell attack roll from your Wisdom modifier and your proficiency bonus for a total of 23--a definite hit. You obliterated that goblin. Even if I were allowing the goblins death saves (and I'm not), it would still have died instantly. Good job! Also, I'm sure Hadarai will be glad for the extra 6 hit points. It's good you rolled well for Initiative. That means he gets healed before getting wailed on again. He'll survive another round... :smallamused:

[Dhavaer]

Bai edges a little way forward, hugging close to the cart. She cups her crystal in one hand and points the other towards a goblin as she chants more echoing words. A blue-white ray of light lances towards the little creature.


Bai takes cover on the left side of the wagon and attacks the melee goblin on the left, or the ranged goblin on the left if the melee is down. If both are down she will break cover and attack a different goblin instead.

Ray of Frost Attack: [roll0]
Ray of Frost Damage: [roll1] + -10 speed.

Lao Bai, Female Human Wizard 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 11
AC: 15 (mage armour); Saves: Str +1, Dex +2, Con +2, Int +5, Wis +3, Cha +2
HP: 8/8, HD: 1d6
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Spells
lvl 1: 1/2

[Doomchild]

Round 1 Wrap-Up
Initiative Count
14 - Rog and Hadarai (Rog goes first)
13 - Samuel
12 - Goblin Archer Left
11 - Goblin Archer Right (Dead)
9 - Bai
8 - Breoden
7 - Melee Goblin (Samuel's Foe) (Dead)
3 - Melee Goblin (Hadarai's Killer, er Foe, I meant Foe)

The Floran Cleric fires a bolt of radiant power at the goblin archer on the right consuming it utterly in a flash of light, leaving behind nothing but inert, grey dust scattering in the lightest breeze. His magic extends to his Paladin ally as well, healing him of all his wounds. The Paladin, feeling emboldened, frees his sword from its sheath to attack his foe, but the goblin stops the blow on its shield. The Paladin maneuvers around to the goblins flank. Next, the noble warrior, Samuel shakes off his injuries and attempts a wild slash with his greataxe, only for the goblin to dodge nimbly aside, burying the axe a few inches into the dirt. Samuel scowls and pulls the axe free. The archer on the left skitters to the edge of the woods, and takes a shot at Breoden, the bard. The arrow misses wide, and the goblin takes cover behind a nearby tree. Bai, who had been shot at by the same goblin seconds before, fires a ray of frost, which strikes the tree her goblin prey hides behind. Enraged, the group's bard takes his sword in both hands and cuts the goblin that dodged Samuel's axe down with a single slash. With a few words of encouragement, he grants Samuel a floating 1d6 bonus that lasts for the next 10 minutes. Samuel can roll 1d6 and add the result to any one ability check, attack roll, or saving throw, and he can choose to do so after he rolls the d20. Finally, the goblin that attacks the Paladin, continues to press his assault, sweeping its scimitar in for another vicious strike, dealing Hadarai 8 points of damage!

DM's Actions - Round 2
Initiative 12 - Goblin Archer Left

Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 9
AC: 13 (15 w/Cover); Saves: Str ?, Dex ?, Con ?, Int ?, Wis ?, Cha ?
HP: 7/7, HD: 2d6
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]

The goblin panics for a moment, as he watches two of his companions fall so quickly, but knocks another vengeful arrow and sends it after the wounded Hadarai, hoping to at least take one of its foes out before it must flee ([roll0], [roll1]).

Initiative 8 - Breoden

Breoden Kettlemere, Male Half-Elf Bard 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 12
AC: 14; Saves: Str +2, Dex +4, Con +2, Int +0, Wis +0, Cha +5
HP: 10/10, HD: 1d8
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Bardic Inspiration 2/3

"Leave one alive! I want to know what they've done with Gundren!" Breoden shouts over the din of battle as he charges after the archer on the left. In his haste, he runs right past the goblin attacking Hadarai, granting the goblin an opportunity attack ([roll2], [roll3]). Since the archer was the furthest away from the party, Breoden wanted to cut off its escape and he attempts to grab the creature before it can run away (Strength (Athletics) [roll4] vs Goblin's Dexterity (Acrobatics) [roll5]).

Initiative 3 - Hadarai's Foe

Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 9
AC: 15; Saves: Str ?, Dex ?, Con ?, Int ?, Wis ?, Cha ?
HP: 7/7, HD: 2d6
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]

Provided the goblin is not dead and Hadarai is not dead, the goblin will continue to attempt to kill Hadarai. If Hadarai is unconscious, the goblin will chase and attack Breoden ([roll6], [roll7]). Most likely, the goblin will be dead by then, though.


...

Okay guys, in this round, let's try to use the statblocks Sessadore provided us, and also, at the beginning of your posts please list your Initiative count (it will make it easier for me to compile the end-of-round wrap up).

[Sessadore]

Initiative 14

Attack my attacker again, attempting to knock him unconscious instead of killing: [roll0], damage: [roll1]

If he goes down, I'll chase after the archer with Breoden. I think the dice roller hates me. :(

Hadarai reels after the goblin's blade runs across his side, drawing a line of blood. The paladin slashes at his attacker again, but is still off balance and the goblin easily deflects the blow with its shield once again.

Hadarai Siannodel, Male Half-Elf Paladin 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 14, Darvision 60 ft
AC: 18; Saves: Str +3, Dex +0, Con +1, Int +0, Wis +4, Cha +5
HP: 3/11, HD: 1d10
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Divine Sense 4/4
Lay on Hands 5/5 hp

Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=37221)

[roko10]

Moving foward to assist Hadarai in knocking the goblin unconscious.

Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

Initiative: 14


Just after the goblin has blocked Hadarai's blow, he was struck by a powerful strike in his left side, nearly knocking him unconcious.

It was done by Rog.

"Hey, Mr. Paladin? I would rather appreciate it if you can put in more effort in trying to not die.", he said."Y'know, since I couldn't always be here to save your butt."



Rog Pine, Male Floran Roothulk Cleric 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 16, Enchanced Regrowth
AC: 18; Saves: Str +3, Dex +1, Con +2, Int +0, Wis +5, Cha +3
HP: 10/10, HD: 1d10
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Spell Slots:
Level 1: 0/2

[Dhavaer]

Initiative 9

Frustrated, Bai curses under her breath before beginning her chant again and sending another ray at the remaining goblin.

Bai casts ray of frost on any remaining conscious goblin, moving forward if necessary to get in range.

Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1] + -10 speed.

Lao Bai, Female Human Wizard 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 11
AC: 15 (mage armour); Saves: Str +1, Dex +2, Con +2, Int +5, Wis +3, Cha +2
HP: 8/8, HD: 1d6
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Spells
lvl 1: 1/2

[SpeedWitch]

Initiative: 13

Attack roll: 1d20+5

Damage roll: [roll0]


Samuel yanks out his Greataxe in furry. Damn. He can't believe he missed that little bugger. Thankfully, the battle cry of Breoden and the sword sticking out of the goblin's chest reassured him that he wouldn't be troubled by the same little green monster again. "Thanks for the assist!" Sam shouted.

In front of him, Samuel noticed another goblin moving behind the trees. He came into view, and his eyes locked with that of his dead comrade. Now was the time to act. It seemed a little cheap to kill another sentient being when they're stunned from the death of a friend, but, whether or not the goblin felt that way, Samuel needed to help his friends. He wasn't going to let anyone else get hurt, and he definitely wasn't going to worsen the blood stain on his favorite shirt!

The enraged noble sprinted forward and swung his axe wide at his foe.

Samuel Stroh, Male Human Fighter 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 13
AC: 17; Saves: Str +3, Dex -1, Con +2, Int +0, Wis +1, Cha +2
HP: 6/12, HD: 1d10
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Second Wind 0/1

Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=37269)

[SpeedWitch]

Attack roll: [roll0]

I'll edit in a sec to use my bardic inspiration.

[SpeedWitch]

I am sorry I triple posted. I am so, so sorry. (http://www.reactiongifs.us/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/raining_david_tennant_nosedrip.gif)

Please be right this time... Attack roll receives a bonus of... [roll0]
That's fifteen! sixteen!

[Doomchild]

Round 2 Round-Up
Initiative Count
14 - Rog and Hadarai (Rog goes first)
13 - Samuel
12 - Goblin Archer Left
11 - Goblin Archer Right (Dead)
9 - Bai
8 - Breoden
7 - Melee Goblin (Samuel's Foe) (Dead)
3 - Melee Goblin (Hadarai's Foe)

Okay, so if I've gotten this straight, Rog runs up and smashes the remaining melee goblin in the face spinning the goblin nearly 360 degrees, reeling from the shock and brutal pain---yet it does manage to remain standing and full of fight. Hadarai tries to finish it, but misses; fortunately Samuel wasn't about to let this goblin get the better of them all and cleaved it in twain with a mighty hew of his axe. Then Bai takes a successful shot at her frustrating attacker (6 cold damage, -10 speed, nice), and Breoden charges it to try and keep it from fleeing, but the goblin proves too slippery for him.

DM's Actions Round 3
Initiative 12 - Goblin Archer Left

Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 9
AC: 13 (15 w/Cover); Saves: Str ?, Dex ?, Con ?, Int ?, Wis ?, Cha ?
HP: 7/7, HD: 2d6
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Nimble Escape

Presuming the goblin is still conscious it will Disengage as a bonus action, fleeing further into the woods, and, alarmed by it's hindered speed, will Dash with its action, making a sharp turn to run parallel to the trail, heading north. I am realizing that this encounter could have been much more frustrating and deadly had I not glossed over Nimble Escape until just now...

Initiative 8 - Breoden

Breoden Kettlemere, Male Half-Elf Bard 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 12
AC: 14; Saves: Str +2, Dex +4, Con +2, Int +0, Wis +0, Cha +5
HP: 10/10, HD: 1d8
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Bardic Inspiration 2/3

Presuming someone else has not yet subdued the goblin, Breoden will grunt in frustration and try to take it down using non-lethal force with his Longsword ([roll0], [roll1]). Of course that would be stupid and futile, since Breoden can't catch the goblin to sword him, so he'll do something else, given the chance. See next post.

[Doomchild]

What Breoden will actually do, if he must, is curse under his breath and throw his dagger as far as he can to attempt to kill it before it can reach any allies.

Attack (w/Disadvantage due to range): [roll0], [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

[Dhavaer]

Seeing the other goblins go down, Bai breaks from cover to follow the one she wounded, raising her hand to cast again as she get closer.

Bai moves as close to the goblin as possible, and cast ray of frost again if she's in range.

Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1] + -10 speed

Lao Bai, Female Human Wizard 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 11
AC: 15 (mage armour); Saves: Str +1, Dex +2, Con +2, Int +5, Wis +3, Cha +2
HP: 8/8, HD: 1d6
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Spells
lvl 1: 1/2

[SpeedWitch]

Samuel lifts his weapon from the goblin's guts, and looks to where the final attacker is making their stand. He starts moving toward the chaos, ready to lend a hand on the small chance that the goblin lives.

Internet is down here, so I'm using my phone. It's a sucky phone. Please roll for me if you need a helping hand, hopefully the weekend and my new schedule will allow me to get on here earlier and we all don't critical miss that goblin.

[Sessadore]

Initiative 14
Move up beside the last goblin and use the Help action, giving advantage to the next ally who attacks the goblin (which should be Rog or Samuel I think).

Hadarai runs up beside Breoden to help bring down the last remaining goblin. He hems in the goblin on one side with his sword and shield, feinting just as his next companion comes alongside for a finishing blow.

Hadarai Siannodel, Male Half-Elf Paladin 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 14, Darvision 60 ft
AC: 18; Saves: Str +3, Dex +0, Con +1, Int +0, Wis +4, Cha +5
HP: 3/11, HD: 1d10
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Divine Sense 4/4
Lay on Hands 5/5 hp

Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=37221)

[roko10]

Initiative 14
Going after Hadarai: hits the goblin with his mace(Non-lethal damage.)

Attack: [roll0]+3=22



Rog rushed after Hadarai, using the confusion of the goblin to his advantage. With an mighty THWUMP, he knocked out the goblin.



Rog Pine, Male Floran Roothulk Cleric 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 16, Enchanced Regrowth
AC: 18; Saves: Str +3, Dex +1, Con +2, Int +0, Wis +5, Cha +3
HP: 10/10, HD: 1d10
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Spell Slots:
Level 1: 0/2

[roko10]

Damage [roll0]

[Doomchild]

As the group stands triumphantly over the bleeding, but breathing body of the last goblin, Breoden wipes the blood from his sword. "Wow, Rog," he said, "Thanks for the assist. He's gonna be out for a while. What should we do while we wait for him to wake up?"

[Dhavaer]

Bai aborts her casting when she sees the goblin fall, brushing the unused energy away like cobwebs. She walks up the the others. "First we need to make sure he doesn't get away, after all the trouble it took to get him. Bring him over to the cart, I'll get my rope."

[Sessadore]

After the goblin goes down, Hadarai looks around to make sure there are no more hostiles. Seeing none, he heaves a big sigh. "Good idea, Bai," he says. He starts to wipe his blade, but then realizes he didn't get any blood on it. Frowning slightly, he sheathes the sword, then bends down to pick up the unconscious goblin.

Hadarai puts the goblin down on the back of the cart and winces. He feels and looks at his left ribs and sees blood starting to soak the padding under his chainmail. "I think a bit of a sit-down is in order." He flops down beside one of the cart's wheels and adds with a chuckle, "At least for one of us," smiling at the irony - one ex-soldier in the group, and he takes the worst beating of them all. "We should also look for any trace of Gundren before we move on. I'll come help in a minute," he says while finding some cloth from his pack to staunch his wound.

[SpeedWitch]

Relieved at how the battle ended, Samuel sheathes his weapon. "I'll get a head start on the search for Gundren," the noble declares. "You should come too, Breoden. You were the closest to him out of anyone else here."

Samuel approaches the horses and takes a quick look around for footprints, blood trails, or anything hinting to the fate of Gundren.

Pretty sure investigation is the correct roll for this, but I'll roll a perception check too, just in case.

Investigation Check: [roll0]
Perception Check: [roll1] (3 from the perception specialty, 1 for the wisdom save?)

[Dhavaer]

Bai takes the rope from her pack and puzzles for a moment on how best to tie the goblin up.

Dexterity: [roll0]

She sits back and examines her work with a critical eye. "Could someone check my knots? I've never done any rope work before."

[Doomchild]

"In a minute, Sam," Breoden waves to the noble fighter, turning to check on Bai's handiwork, "Well... I think those'll hold him so long as he never wakes up, Bai... let me see if I can fix this up some."

Dexterity check: [roll0]

"There, see, you want to start with a loop, and then tighten the rope around before pulling it through. He shouldn't get loose now." With the knots as secure as Breoden can make them, he moves over to join Samuel. For his part, the well-dressed swordsman has already found dozens of footprints, a beaten path hidden behind the thickets on the north side of the Triboar that leads northwest, and what looks to be the signs of two medium-sized bodies dragged onto this hidden path.

[SpeedWitch]

After comparing observations with Breoden, Samuel headed back to the cart to share the information with everyone else.

"... on the north side of the Triboar that leads northwest, and what looks to be the signs of two medium-sized bodies dragged onto this hidden path." Samuel said, concluding his findings in front of the entire party. "So if Gundren and his companion are still alive, they are most certainly at the end of this trail. I suppose we'll interrogate the goblin right away and go after them? Or do you think we should push on to the city and see if we can get a bit more information from the local townsfolk?" Sam gestured to the road in front of them.

[Doomchild]

"How are you feeling, Hadorai?" Breoden puts a hand on his companion's shoulder, "Do you think you can soldier on? I say we follow the goblins' trail and see where it leads."

[Sessadore]

Hadarai looks up at Breoden and gives him a smirk. "Nice pun, friend." With a great heave and a grunt, he stands up. "All ready to go. I want to follow the trail too, but what do we do about the cart? Can it fit down the trail, or do we have to abandon it while we take our side trip?"

[roko10]

"Let's just go foward onto the trail," Rog said. "I mean, the longer this takes, the bigger the chance is that Gunderen and his companion will be killed, and I don't really want to take more chances."

[Dhavaer]

"I suggest we leave the cart," Bai says, hefting her pack. It's satisfyingly lighter now the rope's gone. "It won't do us any good if our employer is too dead to pay us."

Bai uses her Arcane Recovery ability during the short rest to regain her expended spell slot.

[SpeedWitch]

"Hey, let's not abandon all hope here," Samuel said, digging into a bag from the cart as he spoke. "Gunderen may still be alive, and even if he isn't, I wouldn't just drop the responsibility he gave us." He pulled his hand out of the bag, gripping a sugar cube, and peered down the road. "We can hide our cart away from the road further ahead, so no one tries to steal from it." He began feeding the cube to one of the horses, stroking it's black snout. "I would also suggest taking the horses with us, so they don't get spooked by anyone passing by, or become endangered by a wandering animal or creature."

Short rest benefit brings back my Second Wind!

Samuel Stroh, Male Human Fighter 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 13
AC: 17; Saves: Str +3, Dex -1, Con +2, Int +0, Wis +1, Cha +2
HP: 10/12, HD: 1d10
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Second Wind 1/1

Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=37269)
Gonna update my sheet's HP and experience when I have the time.

[Sessadore]

Hadarai nods at Samuel's suggestion. "Alright, let's find a good spot then."

Once the cart is hidden and horses unhitched, Hadarai props up the trussed up goblin at the foot of a tree. "So, who speaks goblin? Any volunteers for interrogation duty?" The half-elf opens his waterskin as he asks, getting ready to splash the goblin in the face to wake him up.

I posted this originally, but Anubite reminded me that we kind of still have a captive to deal with first, haha.

Once the cart is hidden and horses unhitched, Hadarai starts following the trail while leading one of the horses. "Keep your eyes open for any tracks leading off the t" he comments his companions. "It would be nice if they stayed on the trail the whole way to wherever it goes, but one never knows."

Perception to watch for tracks veering off the trail: [roll0]
Hadarai Siannodel, Male Half-Elf Paladin 1
Speed: 30 ft; Passive Perception 14, Darvision 60 ft
AC: 18; Saves: Str +3, Dex +0, Con +1, Int +0, Wis +4, Cha +5
HP: 9/11, HD: 0/1d10
Death Saves - Successes [ ][ ][ ], Failures [ ][ ][ ]
Limited Use:
Divine Sense 4/4
Lay on Hands 5/5 hp

Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=37221)

[Doomchild]

"Uh... I didn't think of that... I don't speak Goblin. Anybody else? Maybe it can speak Common?"

[SpeedWitch]

"Only one way to find out. Wake him up," Samuel says to Hadarai, who gladly soaks the goblin. Dribble pouring off of his face, the goblin that had cheerfully tried to end the party's lives now looked back at them in confusion and fear.

"Goooood morning sunshine! I assume you speak common?" When the prisoner didn't respond, Samuel knew he had to seriously spook this goblinoid. He pulled out his greataxe and shoved it flatly against the ropes binding the goblin, locking eyes with the creature. "Common, motherswiver. Do you speak it?"


[roll0]

[Doomchild]

Breoden doesn't bother with such subtleties as a blade to the throat; he pokes the point of his longsword right between the goblin's eyes.

"The dwarf. What have you done with him?"

[Doomchild]

[roll0]

The goblin sputtered and coughed, at first blinking hard and wondering where it was and how it had gotten there. Eventually it focused on Samuel and then on the point of Breoden's sword and terror took it then as it squawked and pleaded for its life.

"Bree-Yark!" it cried out, "Bree-Yark! Please don't hurt us!"

The goblin proceeded to relay that, yes, it did indeed speak common, and that the dwarf and his map were delivered to "King Grol," as they were instructed to do. The dwarf's human companion is being held in the "eating cave." Their leader, a bugbear named Klarg, gave the orders and himself answers to King Grol, chief of the Cragmaw Tribe, who dwells in Cragmaw Castle.

[Sessadore]

Hadarai puts a hand on Breoden's arm, giving him a look that silently urges to lower the sword now that the goblin has talked.

"Now, the tricky part, my goblin friend. What shall we do with you? What would you do if we were to simply ... let you go? Set an ambush for the next unwary travelers? Or would you scurry back to your friends and warn them we are coming?" The paladin shakes his head and holds up a hand to stall the goblin's inevitable pleas. "No, I think we will not free you, not yet. The risk is too great."

Turning to his companions, he looks at each for a moment with his brow furrowed in thought. Deciding to try his luck, he asks in Elvish, "Perhaps we could gag him and tie him on one of the horses?" Seeing comprehension on most of their faces, he continues. "He did as we asked and gave us information, it would not be right to kill him now. But we can't let him go, and I don't like the thought of tying him here unattended - we would not know if he escaped, and it could very well be as good as killing him if there are wolves or other predators about."

[Dhavaer]

Bai, who had stepped back outside the goblin's view of view, takes a moment to consider. "Perhaps we could loosen his ropes a little," she suggests in Elvish, "enough that he won't be able to escape immediately. We will be able to get to the cave before him and he will be here to bury his comrades, or whatever is the custom for goblins. Also, ask him what is so gustatory about this 'eating cave'. Is it a larder, or does it have an appetite of its own?"

[SpeedWitch]

Samuel, being the only one in the entire group who has not had the chance to study elvish, silently fumes in the background, having sheathed his weapon after the goblin had started to weep.

[Sessadore]

Hadarai sees Samuel's frustration and frowns. Obviously it would be troubling to be left out of decisions in a situation like this. "Apologies, friend," he says in Common, avoiding the use of names in front of the goblin. "Which languages can you speak? Perhaps there is some other tongue we can use instead."

[SpeedWitch]

"Oh, it's alright..." Samuel says, suddenly dismissing his thoughts as childish anger. "I can wait until we're out of earshot of the goblin to speak. Besides, the only other languages I know are Draconic and... wait a minute ...

"Hey Bai!" the Fighter calls out in the tongue of the Dwarves. "Didn't I hear you greet Gunderen in Dwarvish the first time we all met?"

[Dhavaer]

"You did indeed," Bai replies in the same language, "but does anyone else speak Dwarvish? I can translate the Elvish for you if not."

[roko10]

"Couldn't we just thwack the goblin on the head and be done with it?" Rog said in Elvish. "Not killing him, of course, but just knocking him out of consciousness. We've already wasted too much time here; what if Gunderen is already dead?"

[Doomchild]

"No, no, he can lead us to their lair," Breoden spoke Common, "If he values his life."

"Yes! Gipthurik values his life! Gipthurik will, er, lead you!"

[SpeedWitch]

Samuel gratefully accepts Bai's assistance and gets caught up on what he missed.

"How about this..." he says to her in Dwarvish. "We ask the goblin a little more details about the cave, such as patrols and the layout of the cavern. Then we knock him out again and leave him buried in some dirt up to his neck, covered in foliage. If he's smart, he won't attract unwanted attention when he wakes up. Or, if we're that concerned about him being killed by an outside threat, we take his unconscious body into the cave and use him as hostage to get our friends back. Of course, we can't be sure the bugbear will be so kind, so I recommend my first plan."

The Wizard then translates Sam's speech to the rest of the party in Elvish.

Gah, I keep misinterpreting everything I read. I deleted my extra comment.

[Sessadore]

Hadarai nods at Rog. "You're right, we're spending too much time here," he says in Elvish. "I would prefer keeping him with us, conscious or not. That way we can tell the moment he tries to undermine us. It could be worth trying to use him as a hostage once we reach the cave, though I am not confident we would succeed with no one who can speak Goblin."

[Doomchild]

Breoden makes a mock-alarmed face, "Burying him up to his neck seems a bit cruel," he murmurs to Samuel, "Though I do like bringing him to the cave with us and trying to leverage him as a hostage. If it doesn't work, well, we don't know where we're going anyway, so he can get us there. And if we leave him tied up, he's not like to add to any threats we find within."

"Gipthurik HATES the bugbear! He's stupid and he eats too much food! Pleeeease," the goblin begged, "We will take you to our cave. Please don't hurt us!"

[roko10]

Rog sighed. Finally they are going to save the dwarf! Any longer than that, and he'd just give up and follow the trail himself,

"So, can we start saving Gunderen right now?", he grumbled "Exchanging plans about how to haul the goblin with us is fine and all, but it wouldn't be of use when something happened with Gunderen.".


Sorry to hammer in the "SAVE GUNDEREN GUISE" message to you one more time, but it just seems natural.

[Sessadore]

"Yes, you are right, Rog." Hadarai bends down and hauls the goblin up onto his shoulder, then plops him face down across the back of one of the horses. "Shall we?" he asks his companions with a smile, then leads the first horse onto the trail.

"Lead on, sir goblin," he says to Gipthurik as they crunch through the woods along the trail.

[Dhavaer]

Bai follows the others, resting a hand on the back of one of the horses as she walks beside it. Certainly she doesn't want to walk behind a horse. "So, Gipthurik, how long has this bugbear been eating your food?"

[Doomchild]

Bai follows the others, resting a hand on the back of one of the horses as she walks beside it. Certainly she doesn't want to walk behind a horse. "So, Gipthurik, how long has this bugbear been eating your food?"

Unfortunately, the adventure doesn't provide this information, so I'm going to just make it up.

The goblin eyes the wizard suspiciously, "King Grol made him the Lord of the Hideout three months ago. Or so Klarg says. Klarg says lots of dumb things. Gipthurik thinks maybe he is only stealing our treasure."

(We should determine the marching order, the adventure says. Who's the better scout?)

[Sessadore]

Looks like Hadarai has the highest passive Perception at 14, followed by Samuel and Rog at 13, Breoden at 12, and Bai at 11.

I'm good with taking point. I figure the rest of you can pick your places yourselves, though it's probably good to keep Bai in the middle somewhere. ;)

[Doomchild]

Is it okay, then if Hadarai takes point, Rog and Samuel bring up the rear to ensure we aren't followed, Breoden follow behind Hadarai, then, and Bai perhaps mark our map as we go?

[roko10]

Seems fine to me.

[Dhavaer]

Do we have a map? Bai's not scribbling on her scroll of pedigree.

"Three months of him eating your food and stealing your treasure? That's pretty bad. Why would the King put him in charge?"

[SpeedWitch]

I'm cool with it.

Samuel watches from the rear of the group, in the unlikely event there were goblins patrolling this trail.

[Doomchild]

Gipthurik frowns at the Wizard's latest question, but doesn't say anything more, instead hanging his head and staring at the ground as they walk. After about 10 minutes, Hadarai notices something and the goblin chimes in.

"Yes, we set up a snare here. If you untie me I can undo it for you."

[SpeedWitch]

"Yeah, I don't think that's an option, Gipthick." Samuel starts to walk ahead, then, thinking better of it, turns around and asks "Anyone good with disarming traps?"

[Sessadore]

"I am not," Hadarai replies to Samuel's question. The paladin adds in elvish, "We could untie Gipthurik's arms and hands only and have him disarm the snare. Leave everything from the waist down bound so he cannot run away." He looks to Breoden, who so masterfully tied the goblin up in the first place. "Do you think your knots could do that?"

[Doomchild]

"Well, I could try," Breoden offered, "But I'd rather not. I think good ol' Gipthurik here can tell us where the snare is hidden and how to avoid it and any other traps he has his kind have laid for us. You can do that, can't you Gipthurik?"

The goblin stared daggers at the bard and balked audibly at the suggestion, but replied, "The snare is just ahead, buried carefully in the overgrowth. To avoid it you'll have to trample through the thickets past the left edge of the path and drag me through the briars."

[Dhavaer]

"I'm not comfortable with dragging Gipthurik through the briars," Bai puts in. "I can't say I'm too fond of trampling through thickets either. How is the snare triggered? Can we set it off from a distance?"

[Sessadore]

"You stole the words from my mouth, Bai," Hadarai nods. He examines the area that caught his interest as he continues, trying to see how exactly his plan would work. "Why not find a long branch in woods to trip the snare and then carry on along the trail?"

[Doomchild]

The party successfully trips the snare and moves ahead along the path, Gipthurik in tow. After about another ten minutes, the goblin tells them to wait.

There's a pit dug and hid around here somewhere. We goblins are not stupid, you know. We wove grass and twigs together and covered them with mud and brush to cap the trap. It is very difficult to tell from the rest of the path. If I were free I could find it for you. It's right ahead of us along the trail, take a look, and take care you don't fall in it," Gipthurik snickered at that last part.

Everyone make Perception checks with Advantage, given the goblin's description.

[Doomchild]

Breoden: [roll0], and [roll1] (you can't roll XdYbZ+a, it doesn't work).

"I can't see a thing! Where did you hide it Gipthurik?" but the goblin only laughed.

[Dhavaer]

Perception: [roll0] or [roll1].

[Sessadore]

With advantage: [roll0] or [roll1].

[roko10]

[roll0]


Wait for it...

[SpeedWitch]

Perception: [roll0]

[Sessadore]

A good job hiding it, Hadarai thinks after they spot the pit. Without Gipthurik's warning, I likely wouldn't have seen it. I might owe that goblin my life now. The last thought comes unbidden, and puts a sour look on the half-elf's face. Fortunately he is at the front of the group so no one can see.

After staring at the underbrush for a minute and not seeing anything, Hadarai glances at his companions. Seeing no expressions of revelation, he thinks of a plan.

"Alright, I can think of two options," Hadarai says in Elvish. "Either I can tie my rope around my waist and the rest of you hold on to keep me from falling in, or we can threaten the goblin that we'll roll him in front of us like a log until he 'finds' it for us." He looks around, gauging reactions. "Any other ideas?"

[Doomchild]

Actually, I haven't updated the thread yet.

Bai, Hadarai, and Samuel all succeed in finding the trap, though to the goblins' credit it was very well hidden. It's a simple trap, one needs only to not notice the very frail covering and walk over it, falling into the pit (everybody gets 15xp). Heading around the pit, the party continues down the path.

"Do you have any more surprises for us, goblin?" Breoden menaces. Gipthurik answers, "I have none, but I can make no promises for the rest of my kind. We are approaching the cave mouth now."

The group comes to a large cave in a hillside five miles from the scene of the ambush (so it's been roughly 2 hours, maybe longer, since this adventure started). A shallow stream flows out of the cave mouth, which is screened to either side by dense briar thickets. A narrow dry path leads into the cave on the right side of the stream.

[Sessadore]

Ah, oops! My bad. :) I'll edit my post then I guess.

"And there it is. Gipthurik, how many are usually in the first part of the caves? Do you run patrols outside the cave, or does everyone usually stay inside?"

[Dhavaer]

"And will they be willing to negotiate? It would be best for all concerned to avoid a blood bath, I think."

[SpeedWitch]

As the others question the Goblin, Samuel takes a few cautious steps towards the cavern, under the cover of vegetation. While still pretty far away, he tries his best to examine the area in and around the cave mouth, in case whatever story the prisoner tells doesn't match with reality.

Perception: [roll0]

[roko10]

"And will they be willing to negotiate? It would be best for all concerned to avoid a blood bath, I think."

Rog nods. "I also think so; being killed is probably not something that any of us want to do.".