"Not bad," Rigg says as he moves towards the surrendering goblin. "You're going to tell us what you know about these horses and the people who were with them.. or you're going to end up like your two friends here."
As he walks he looks to the horses to see any sign of where the riders could have went. Rigg pulls out hempen rope from his side and wants to use it to tie the goblins hands.
IC: "I know how to deal with this kind, Rigg," Inxori says in a hostile tone, aggressively approaching the goblin, fingers weaving up and down like a spider's legs. "Make him talk, then slit his throat!" he yells right into the goblin's face.
"Get back here, ya little shit! I ain't done show'n ya the light!" Enkindle yells if she saw whichever way the fleeing Goblin(4) ran off to, swinging her mace in the air in wild circles until brush and trees forces her to be more careful. The whole while she is shinnying like a beacon, blazing a literal behind her wherever burning ponytail singes greenery.
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When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
The captive goblin who now has his hands tied behind his back says, "I'll talk, I'll talk! But on one condition: you have to let me leave alive!" And then he hears what Inxori said. The goblin gets restless, head darting left and right, and says, "Please don't kill me! I've got a kid and wives back home!" Then he mutters under his breath, "Shit! It's the other way around, a wife and kids!"
Meanwhile, Enkindle is chasing down the fleeing goblin in the woods nearby. Unfortunately, Enkindle trips and falls on top of the goblin, killing him. Fortunately, she found herself on a trail in the woods.
Orileo, give me a survival check.
You guys can torture the goblin if you want, but personally, I think it would be really uncool. But, hey, your characters might be cool with torture. So handle it however you like.
(@Frostrain: You calling her fat!? How dare you, good sir?(I'm just kidding, btw.)
After giving her head a few shakes, she pulls out what can only be described as the broken and smoldering remains and grimaces at it. "Not the end I had imagined for ya, but probably the most noble one you were gonna get."As she tossed him aside and started getting back to his feet, she gives the trail a once over...
And for a moment, the thought of immediately following the path to purge the world of more fiendish heretics is entertained. Remembering her training, she takes a few, DEEP breathes before deciding to headback to the others, fire dimming with her steps until she was back to a more seemingly stoic persona. If she learned anything of her course, she holds off say until the group were done with their own interrogations.
Enkindle recognizes about a dozen pairs of goblin footprints along the trail, as well as signs of two human-sized bodies being dragged away from the ambush site.
IC: Inxori searingly detests goblins, but isn't the torturing type. "Considering we don't yet know the fate of Gundren and his companion, I'm reluctant to let this guy go. It sounds like there may be a goblin settlement, given this guy's got a litter. Ugh, I can't believe something had sex with that," Inxori says as he shudders. "The mere thought is enough to make me want to..." but he turns and storms off about 15 feet away before he lets his anger get the best of him. "I freaking hate goblins..." he can be heard muttering under his breath.
IC: Inxori searingly detests goblins, but isn't the torturing type. "Considering we don't yet know the fate of Gundren and his companion, I'm reluctant to let this guy go. It sounds like there may be a goblin settlement, given this guy's got a litter. Ugh, I can't believe something had sex with that," Inxori says as he shudders. "The mere thought is enough to make me want to..." but he turns and storms off about 15 feet away before he lets his anger get the best of him. "I freaking hate goblins..." he can be heard muttering under his breath.
After tying the goblin and letting Inx have a few well spoken words, Rigg grabs the little goblin by the front of his shirt and lifts his tiny body up to his own height. "I've slayed more of you little pricks than the amount of cells in that peanut brain of yours," he says staring into the goblins eyes. "You're going to tell us what it was you were doing here, who sent you, and where you've taken your captives."
Rigg puts the goblin back on the ground and kneels to be the same height, he proceeds to act more peaceful now. "If you give us what we want and it turns out to be true, we will let you live your life. If we ever see your sideways, kicked-in face again it won't be the same story. What can you tell us?"
Fae would grunt, picking herself off the ground. She’d make her way over to the party members by the goblin. Fae would loom over the goblin, pissed from the hit she sustained. “Tell us what you know.” She’d growl, slamming down her axe between his legs, just missing his ‘family jewels’.
Fae would grunt, picking herself off the ground. She’d make her way over to the party members by the goblin. Fae would loom over the goblin, pissed from the hit she sustained. “Tell us what you know.” She’d growl, slamming down her axe between his legs, just missing his ‘family jewels’.
(Want an intimidation check?)
A stinky pool of liquid gathers below the goblin's feet. His legs shaking uncontrollably. He begs, "Please don't kill me!" He seems on the verge of a panic attack.
Tyloniax, you were, but then the goblin wanted reassurance of his livelihood. He's deeply fearful of you guys now, but that doesn't mean - you know, it's easier if I roleplay it out.
The goblin says, "You've killed that many!? Wait, are you saying I'm stupid, or are you saying you've killed a lot of goblins? Anyway, I can't just tell you guys everything I know! Klarg will kill me! Shit! I probably shouldn't have told you the name of our boss. Shit! You didn't hear nothin' from me, you hear! I'm not saying another word to you (Rigg)!"
Okay, some of you might think this is dragging on or just want to get it over with so I'll lay out your options:
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
(Fae can help with persuasion since she followed up on Rigg’s intimidation? Rigg stepped away so Fae stepped in. She’s pissed one of them almost killed her in one shot and no one seemed to care.)
(Fae can help with persuasion since she followed up on Rigg’s intimidation? Rigg stepped away so Fae stepped in. She’s pissed one of them almost killed her in one shot and no one seemed to care.)
Persuasion: 19)
Okay, you succeed on your role and persuade him, but could you possibly give me a taste of what your character says that makes the goblin so trusting?
lol, maybe your character should act hurt? Or maybe the life of a mercenary is one where they're used to seeing comrades die?
IC:
"Not bad," Rigg says as he moves towards the surrendering goblin. "You're going to tell us what you know about these horses and the people who were with them.. or you're going to end up like your two friends here."
As he walks he looks to the horses to see any sign of where the riders could have went. Rigg pulls out hempen rope from his side and wants to use it to tie the goblins hands.
Tyloniax, roll me intimidation.
Intimidation:19
IC: "I know how to deal with this kind, Rigg," Inxori says in a hostile tone, aggressively approaching the goblin, fingers weaving up and down like a spider's legs. "Make him talk, then slit his throat!" he yells right into the goblin's face.
Eldak|Baconoid|Inxori
IC:
"Get back here, ya little shit! I ain't done show'n ya the light!" Enkindle yells if she saw whichever way the fleeing Goblin(4) ran off to, swinging her mace in the air in wild circles until brush and trees forces her to be more careful. The whole while she is shinnying like a beacon, blazing a literal behind her wherever burning ponytail singes greenery.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Orileo, give me a survival check.
You guys can torture the goblin if you want, but personally, I think it would be really uncool. But, hey, your characters might be cool with torture. So handle it however you like.
OOC: he seems pretty cooperative to talk, let's hear what he has to say.
(@Frostrain: You calling her fat!? How dare you, good sir?(I'm just kidding, btw.)
After giving her head a few shakes, she pulls out what can only be described as the broken and smoldering remains and grimaces at it. "Not the end I had imagined for ya, but probably the most noble one you were gonna get." As she tossed him aside and started getting back to his feet, she gives the trail a once over...
Goblin Hunting: 11.
And for a moment, the thought of immediately following the path to purge the world of more fiendish heretics is entertained. Remembering her training, she takes a few, DEEP breathes before deciding to headback to the others, fire dimming with her steps until she was back to a more seemingly stoic persona. If she learned anything of her course, she holds off say until the group were done with their own interrogations.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Lol, Orileo, the goblin had 1 hp left.
OOC: I agree, let's see what he knows.
IC: Inxori searingly detests goblins, but isn't the torturing type. "Considering we don't yet know the fate of Gundren and his companion, I'm reluctant to let this guy go. It sounds like there may be a goblin settlement, given this guy's got a litter. Ugh, I can't believe something had sex with that," Inxori says as he shudders. "The mere thought is enough to make me want to..." but he turns and storms off about 15 feet away before he lets his anger get the best of him. "I freaking hate goblins..." he can be heard muttering under his breath.
Eldak|Baconoid|Inxori
My god, that's hilarious!
IC:
After tying the goblin and letting Inx have a few well spoken words, Rigg grabs the little goblin by the front of his shirt and lifts his tiny body up to his own height. "I've slayed more of you little pricks than the amount of cells in that peanut brain of yours," he says staring into the goblins eyes. "You're going to tell us what it was you were doing here, who sent you, and where you've taken your captives."
Rigg puts the goblin back on the ground and kneels to be the same height, he proceeds to act more peaceful now. "If you give us what we want and it turns out to be true, we will let you live your life. If we ever see your sideways, kicked-in face again it won't be the same story. What can you tell us?"
Fae would grunt, picking herself off the ground. She’d make her way over to the party members by the goblin. Fae would loom over the goblin, pissed from the hit she sustained. “Tell us what you know.” She’d growl, slamming down her axe between his legs, just missing his ‘family jewels’.
(Want an intimidation check?)
just an unstable unicorn.
Tyloniax, roll me persuasion
He's extremely intimidated now.
Oh sorry I thought I was still going off my intimidation check, here's persuasion:
17
Meh, someone might need to give old Rigg a hand here lol.
Tyloniax, you were, but then the goblin wanted reassurance of his livelihood. He's deeply fearful of you guys now, but that doesn't mean - you know, it's easier if I roleplay it out.
Okay, some of you might think this is dragging on or just want to get it over with so I'll lay out your options:
(Fae can help with persuasion since she followed up on Rigg’s intimidation? Rigg stepped away so Fae stepped in. She’s pissed one of them almost killed her in one shot and no one seemed to care.)
Persuasion: 12)
just an unstable unicorn.
Okay, you succeed on your role and persuade him, but could you possibly give me a taste of what your character says that makes the goblin so trusting?
lol, maybe your character should act hurt? Or maybe the life of a mercenary is one where they're used to seeing comrades die?