GOBLIN HORDE

Petcan has a concerned look on his face. “I worry. This sounds risky. But I’ll admit, seeing you all seize the chance to grab onto the unknown with both hands, it is inspiring. I will join as well.”

"Well Mr. Mynash, it sounds like we got ourselves a deal." Bow says holding out his hand to shake on it. "Let us know when and where we should take the refugees and we will be sure to be there. If you would also be so kind to give us some kind of proof of passage than we can show that to that guards at the gates which should let them let us pass.

Now let us continue dinner with this amazing food."

Randall:

Smiling at Ceo’s enthusiasm, Randall says, “Let us call it a rescue mission for the refugees, not a retreat. Let us also hope that the city leaders know what they are doing, and the goblin hordes crash and fall against the might of the city like waves upon a the seashore and there won’t be any need for us to reclaim the city afterwards.”

”Thank you, Mynash.  We should get the people to safety as soon as may be…I volunteer to run word to the refugees as soon as the arrrangements are made, for I fear the horde is quickly approaching,” he says to their benefactor.

Petcan is nervous to ask for things at first, but soon gets over it. He starts picking out a whole pack of things to prepare: 
- a rapier
- a shortsword
- a climbing kit
- fishing tackle
- a healer’s kit

He’d been feeling sort of giddy with it all but in going to the magic shop he found himself coming down with a bit of imposter syndrome, and couldn’t bring himself to look at the flashier items. Instead, he tries to say no several times before finally settling on a bag of bounty, justifying that it would help everyone. 

“Mr Mynash, I…” Petcan pushes his hair back out of his face and stands straight. “I feel ungrateful for ever having doubts. I hope we don’t let you down. We’ll do our best.” 

Randall:

     As much as he dearly wished to go back to the armorsmith and get some fine plate armor for the trip, Randall refrained from asking, as that armor is exceedingly expensive--and a set was already being made out of the Hook Horror carapace for him anyway.  Instead he contented himself with loading down his backpack with food and water to have extra in store for the coming journey.

   When they reached Mynash's Magical Menagerie, Randall was immediately drawn to a long, thin foot-locker secured against one of the far walls of the shop.  Opening the lid, he saw all manner of blunt objects--some for use in combat, others for cooking or sailing, and still others for unknown purposes.  Still, he found himself reaching deeply into the chest and pulling out a tarnished mace, its head a sickly green.  Holding it in his hand, Randall felt a surge of holy power as the tarnish fell from the brass sunburst crowning the weapon in a shower of sparks, and the soft glow of the holy weapon filled the remote corner of the magic shop.

"Whoa," he said simply, holding up the mace, now revealed to be Lightbringer.  "This will do."

Bow finishes the best dinner he had in a long long time, if not ever. He thanks Mynash for the food.

After which they move through town looking for equipment. Walking in and out of various shops; at a market stall he picks up some extra rations; than at a woodcarver he buys some nicely carved crossbow bolts. Next he ventures into a smith's where he gets a Rapier and shield; hoping he doesn't need the rapier; but who knows maybe, somewhere, there exists a hand crossbow that doesn't need a hand to load; if only, one can dream, right...? Finally he walks past a shop where he sees fishing equipment, and as they are moving to an island he gets some stuff there as well; a 2nd rope, always handy, a fishing tackle.

Until the arrive at Mynahs's Magical Menagerie; here he has a hard time with all these beautiful items that are so useful. Should he go for that beautifully carved hand crossbow that should give him better aim (hand crossbow+1), or maybe that hand crossbow next to it that says the person that has it cannot be surprised; he remembers those hobgoblins that surprised them before, wasnt good. Although those armors look magnificent as well; he doesn't get how but that armor that lets him swim better sounds pretty useful when moving to an island, or that cloak that gives some extra protection, or the cloak that seems to blend in with the environments; and what about the stone that gives you some better luck.

Oh what to choose what to choose....

(Ill decide a bit later, hard choice if someone has some advice for Bow please tell him:P Also, I guess no homebrew items? Would love to have a repeatable hand crossbow; either something like the repeating shot infusion, or https://********/items.html#light repeating crossbow_oota in hand crossbow form)

Bow opens the first box, finding the cigarellos. He smells them and right away he is brought back to the forest were he learned everything he knows, and were he felt at home for the first time in his life. However, than he opens the 2nd box and is flabbergasted. In the box lay two beautifully crafted hand crossbows; he picks one up and examines it. Which is when he notices the firing and loading mechanism; it consists of a clip that seems to push a crossbow bolt up into the latch while pulling the string back. It is everything he dreamed of in a hand crossbow. After handling the crossbows with care, and examining them thoroughly he turns to Mynash

"Master Mynash, this.. this, this is to much. However, if you insist I'm honored to wield this magnificently crafted crossbows. This might sound a bit weird, but they are everything I dreamed of in a hand crossbow. Ever since I was taken in as a child, and learned how to wield crossbows, I have dreamed of these kind of weapons; so, as said, I'm honored to wield these while protecting you, your crew and the refugees."

Ceo asks for nothing more than herbs and spices (for the Find Familiar ) and a set of Studded Leather armor. When he is taken back to the merchant’s stall he mainly watches his new companions, which he would like to call his friends, until his eyes fall on a beautifully crafted lute with animal motifs. ( It’s a Doss Lute, from the Instrument of the Bards)

”My lute! How did you get my lute?! My amazing beautiful lute!” He says, tenderly picking it up and strumming a light, off-key, chord, “You need tuning, and a good clean, but you’re back. Thank the heavens! Thank you Mynash,”

Randall:

”I will go stay with the refugees to aid in their protection tonight and ensure they are healthy and well-prepared for the voyage in the morning,” says Brother Randall, adding to their leader, “Shall we go give your people the good news, mayor?“

Bow will, of course join Randall; and might test his newly acquired hand crossbow at some trees to get the feel on them

“I would urge you to reconsider your target my friends, so I will give you five seconds to run, if you are still here and insisting upon robbing us, you have earned anything that happens afterwards. Fair?”

"You sure you want to do this?" Bow says as he puts one of the hand crossbows on his back, picks his shield and imbues the hand crossbow in his hands with rite of the dawn. (free item interaction, action and bonus action so expect I can do this all now?) They will notice a slight pain moving through bows face as he takes 2 radiant damage while his hand crossbow starts glowing (20ft light).

Petcan looks around, nervously at first but then exasperated. “You’re barely considered armed. You must be desperate. Please, don’t do anything you might regret. Calm yourselves, and perhaps we can find you something to ease your lot in life.” 

persuasion 11 

Bow holds up his shield and deflects both attacks after which he aims his crossbow over the shield at the gang leader and fires of three quick shots:

Attack 1: 18 Damage: 29

Attack 2: 25 Damage: 22

Bonus attack: 10 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

Randall:

      Raising up Lightbringer, Randall channels divine power into his words, saying, “Depart from here and go live productive lives engaged in an honorable endeavor.  Only death awaits you here if you continue along this path!”

Casting Calm Emotions on the bandits to get them to stand down and hopefully leave peacefully, DC 15 Charisma Save.

Yeah, like the gang leader is getting away.

Ceo takes out his recently tuned lute and casts Levitate on the leader, turning him upside down.

DC 15 CON saving throw to avoid effects.

Randall:

Maintaining his concentration on the calming spell until the others are well away, Randall approaches the gang leader and says, "I can only hope those were good men, led astray by a charismatic leader, and they will find their way to a better life without you."

Looking to Ceo, he says, "I suppose we turn him over to the authorities now?  Should I tie a tow rope on him or something?"

Petcan readies a rope. 

“I was caught a bit flat footed. You guys were quick!” He knits his eyebrows together. “Do you think we’ll have to deal with things like… this when we’re out making this post?”

”Petcan, we’ve been killing things since we met each other, and hanging the guy who tried to attack us upside down is the thing you have qualms about? Tie his hands first, that way he won’t try to attack us again. Petcan, hate to say it buddy, but some jobs, they require a bit of violence. I was going to try to torch them all but being around you lot is rubbing off on me. We won’t solve everything by hitting them with maces and shooting them full of bolts, but some things do require it. I was also hoping this fine gentleman would tell us who hired him. Was it Rolo?” 

Ceo directs his question at the still-afloat thug, tilting his head so he can see him better.

“It’s different, this was people. Not monsters.” 

“I’m just saying… not that I won’t be right there to bring the fight.”