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***** giggles as the giant flying chicken's razor-sharp claws rake across his big pot belly, "oh, you... I am not that kind of Goblin, I prefer a girl to buy a feller like me dinner before getting to the slap and tickle part," speaking in Beast Speech as his arms flail out attempting to keep his balance to not fall out of the tree, his Slippers of Spider Climbing looking to maintain adhesion.

Player Notes: *****'s Dexterity saving throw (DC 10) to not fall down Roll 20

Griffon Wisdom saving throw: 11

The griffon still eyes you hungrily.

***** stares back at the hungry beast, Beast Speech, "do what you gotta do, we all gotta eat... gotta live... gotta die, but don't rush to eat my dead body so fast, I do believe I have a few potatoes, carrots and cloves of garlic... should do rather well with fresh raw Goblin tartar, bon appetit... please accept this humble offering to the gawds of your hungry belly..."

The fat little Goblin sings in Beast Speech waiting...

Kugan SIlveredge

The Fighter is almost caught of surprise when the Griffon charge him "Damn" He yells, rolling on the ground to avoid the beak and sharp claw of the creature "I thought you clever, you will see dears" He continues unsheathing his Greatsword "I am not the kind of meet you will like it" with that said, Kugan raises his mighty blade, two-handed, lowering it down towards the Griffon's neck

Illia rushed at the griffon attacking Kugan seeing as ***** was in a tree. She grits her teeth and swings her weapon at the creature.

Attack: 24
Damage: 13

Wolhana claps his hands together in front of his chest, focusing his energy and centering his mind. As he parts his hands, glowing orbs of yellow, radiant energy are formed as weightless particles of light flow from each of his hands. He hurls each Radiant Sun Bolt at the grounded [Tooltip Not Found] before closing the distance, and taking a swing at it with his Shortsword

As ***** is trying to bargain with the first Griffon hovering around the tree, the rest of your group focuses on the landed creature. Kugan steps forward, greatsword raised, but overbalances and nearly falls prone. Illia has a bit more luck, and lands a solid blow, nicely followed by Wolhana's radiant bolts of energy. ((describe as you like, the griffon is severely injured, but not downed)).

The griffon that was hunting the land party decides that it doesn't want to end up the dinner, and flees. The other one circles as to follow... but, still hungry and not as fearful as the other, first circles around to try to grab ***** and bring him along!

***** watches as the winged beastie flies back around swooping down on him its clawed tootsies twitching wildly as it seeks to snatch him up like a side order of bacon with a fried chicken dinner.

***** looks down as the winged beastie flys off carrying him away, forgetting himself as he waved goodbye to dear sweet Illia below with a broad toothy grin on his face... then it occurs to him get to make a last-ditch effort by casting Animal Friendship again on the beast following the old Goblin saying, if at first, you don't succeed, then try, try again! Speaking in Beast Speech after the spell trying his best to convince it to land gently to the ground and let him go free, "awww come on, just flutter down like a butterfly, nice and easy... gently to the ground and let ol'***** go like a good giant chicken."

Wis Save: 4

The griffon "gently" puts you down (which is still pretty rough for poor *****), and then follows her mate to hunt for food elsewhere.

***** smiles triumphantly and waves goodbye to his giant chicken friend as it flies off then proceeds to head back in the direction of his companions. Along the way pausing try to heal some of his injuries.

"Well, that was exciting hey? Such terrible creatures and we frightened them off! Hahaha." He laughs and mimics the behavior once more. "Co-ca. Co-ca."

"Should we keep going?" Wolhana raises his hand to his brow, looking into the distance toward their destination.

***** comes walking up to the others his fat little lets and his now scared pot belly peeking out... as he pants a bit out of breath. He looks at Wolhanna with a scowl as his companion's amusement, "yeah by the sack of the Goblin geezer gawd himself we sure showed them... but next time lets do a better job of splitting em up a bit more even-like shall we? I don't want none of ya all complaining that I am mongering the lion share of the creepy crawlies and the winged wackies that be attacking us at every turn."

The fat little Goblin continues to walk past the Monk and straight towards Illia, reaching hidden behind his back he produces a keepsake of the encounter a lovely brightly colored Giant Chicken Feather that came loose as it landed, "here you go my sweet, something to remember me by when the day comes that we must part ways." He hands it to her and gives her a humorous Goblin bow, nearly falling over then turns to Kugan, "top that gifty, lover boy."

Then ***** heads back up the palm tree to gather up a few more coconuts, at least one each of the group. Poking some drinking holes into them as before he hands one each to his companions so that they might drink and celebrate their great victory.

Whenever they others are ready to continue on, ***** is there with bells on...

Kugan Silveredge

The Fighter smiles "Oh my...ok *****, nice moves, I have to admit that, I feared they bring you to the nest and feast with your gut, but hey, we are good, apparently, I only make a distraction for you Illia and Wolhana to hit hard...not my best performance ahah" Kugan laughs hiding some embarrassment.

The Beastkin takes the coco-drink handed by the Goblin "Well, I don't know if we have to celebrate to have scared some Griffons but at the end....I am thirsty so, thanks, Feather-man" He winks at the Goblin

"The monk is right, straight at the point, if we are good, we should keep moving"

The Fighter smiles "Oh my...ok *****, nice moves, I have to admit that, I feared they bring you to the nest and feast with your gut, but hey, we are good, apparently, I only make a distraction for you Illia and Wolhana to hit hard...not my best performance aha" Kugan laughs hiding some embarrassment.

The rolly-poly Goblin gives Kugan a toothy sly grin, "nice moves... not to toot my own horn but those moves as you so quaintly put it were, in fact, precise tactical professional mercenary maneuvers taught in Goblin Hoard school, of which I must humbly admit I excelled for my tactical genius and sly cunning. So stick with me kid, you may learn a thing or two..."

***** gives Illia and Wolhana a wink... and turns to trudge onwards, upwards and outwards as the case may be, tossing his empty coconut husk to the ground as he lets loose a rather disgusting piggish belch!

You continue on your path, and the rest of the day passes uneventfully. You lay down camp for the night under a outcropping rock, chat a little and go to sleep. The next day, the snow starts to fall harder, much harder. You keep to the road as the snowstorm rages, covering the sandy trail with a thick blanket of white, slowing down your travel. Soon the day sets and so you camp outside again, having still not reached nor seen Eastwick.

On your third day of travel, the snow dwindles back to light flurries. You come across a plain wooden bridge crossing a wide river; its bed reaching almost to each end of the bridge, swollen by the recent snows. The planks creak under the thick white layer upon it, and one of the boards snaps and falls down, to be swept by the current downstream. A bit further upstream, there seems to be large, moss-covered rocks jutting from the river at semi-regular intervals, that might be used for crossing on foot if the bridge were out.

***** scratches his chin and looks over the two crossing points mulling things over then turns to his companions, "this may take a bit so if no one has anything better to do, I am thinking, in any case, we could do with a bit of rope, so who all has some rope, speak up... I got nada. We could also use a ten or fifteen-foot pole not thick or overly heavy, might come in handy to measure the water depth and such, etc."

Second thing ***** does is cast a Druidcraft cantrip to get an idea what the weather will be like for the next twenty-four hours.

After that, the little Goblin checks out the bride, the immediate area around the bridge, and the water/river/stream underneath... eyeballing them to get an idea of the distance involved in crossing the bridge and how high above the bride is over the water so if someone fell how far of a drop... and not if there are rocks or rapids below it. He will cast another Druidcraft cantrip on the river figuring if he can use it to get a bead on the weather then why not use it on the water to see if he can determine river depth, speed, temperature, never hurts to try he shrugs otherwise until checks closer with a pole eyeball it so a back up use his Nature 5 skill.

Now as to the bridge itself, ***** has the impression it is a simple swinging rope bridge type of thing just for foot traffic not for horses and wagons and such but not wanting to assume he takes a closer look at it to get an idea how wide is the bridge is... i.e. can two or more people walk side by side or just one at a time only? If not a simple rope bridge does it have supports going down into river if so are they stone or wood? And what kind of wood is bridge or bridge planks made from? How much snow has collected on the bridge? Perception 13 / Investigation 16 with regard to his eyeballing bridge and distances, etc.

Once his examination of the bridge is complete ***** will give a closer look at the rock crossing point area, on his way there checking the now for animal tracks or humanoid footprints, to determine if there has been any activity recently since the snow fell at least and where other creatures may be crossing if at all. Survival 15 / Nature 9 skills.

On to the moss covered rocks crossing area... how wide is the river here... how far apart from one another are the rocks from each other with idea that they are not spaced too far apart for a 4' tall goblin to make use of... get a feel for or estimate about how damage the moss to have before being destroyed by say something like heat/flame/radiance thinking moss alone plus cold snow is possibly slippery... then make the same kind of estimate on those stepping stones themselves before destroyed by say something like heat/flame/radiance as even with his Slippers of Spider Climbing they are not helpful on slippery moss or ice... so on the stones and river there does the Druidcraft cantrip again wanting the determine river depth, speed, temperature, there or resorting to eyeballing it so a back up use his  Nature 12 / Investigation 11 skill. If he or someone comes up with a pole or long branch and from the shore stick it in between the shore and first stone to get a general impression of depth there understanding it can get deeper further on.

***** is favoring at the moment the stone crossing area over the bridge but wants to hedge his bet with the stones considering casting Sacred Flame on the moss-covered probably ice covered stones to destroy or melt/burn them off to make moving over them less hazardous and slippery. So after he checks the water depth with cantrip or branch give the are before the first stone a test and then actually cast Sacred Flame on it just to see what happens. Thinking since they are immobile (--ooc maybe no dexterity and no save--).

At the moment the general idea he will propose to the others is to if the stones get cleared from the test Sacred Flame then keep repeating it as far as he can (60') on each stone one by one then trying a length of rope around himself with Kugan tied next staying on shore to pull him back to the shore so should ***** slip and fall into the water. If the distance is too far then suggests they all tie themselves along the rope as climbers do with another space between them so each one has room to be on different rocks/stones one by one with ***** going first to keep burning clean the stones until they reach the other side.

Your druidcraft conjures a few flakes of snow falling slowly. A bit later, these flakes form into clouds for a time, then vanish.

The river is 50ft wide now. The bridge is 60ft long, and is suspended 10ft over the river at it's highest. Your druidcraft can't help you with the measurements, but the river flows slowly, but strongly; its waters are very cold and the furthest you can measure its depths is 10ft with a pole, if you step into the waters on the side. Your best guess is the river is 25 or 30ft deep at its deepest.

The bridge is a once sturdy arch, fully made out of wood. It is quite wide, enough to carry wagons and the like as it is on the main road between Duskport and Eastwick. Wooden handrails arch over its sides. The bridge doesn't have any supports leading into the river below it, but the sides of it seem to be made of one long piece of wood, holding the many planks betwixt them. You cannot determine the type of wood the bridge is made out of, but you hear it creak under the snow piled across it; not much snow, maybe 1/2-1ft thick, but spread over the bridge.

As you cast Sacred Flame on the first stone (( I need you to roll damage please? )).

***** watches the first stone closely as he calls forth a Sacred Flame then follows with the other crossing stones...