Ev'alish is emboldened by the first worg falling. He decides not to give it the chance to close the distance and hurt the backline by closing the distance himself. Maneuvering 20 ft ahead, he uses the rest of his movement to edge himself to the side, staying 10 feet away as to give the rest of his comrades a clear shot while also allowing him to strike again if the worg continues charging.
(On second thought, I'm not entirely sure Ev'alish has the movement to do this, since he's inside the tower and would have to squeeze by everyone else. He'll ready the below attack, then.)
"The bigger they are, the harder they fall" smiles Khessa as the last worg is killed. She pats on the shoulders her companions, proud of how with teamwork they prevailed against so threatening opponents without getting even a scratch. "No idea how much Talos is pleased," she winks at Jor "but I am a lot, granted!"
Then to all: "Now, according to the tracks, there should be only goblins left now. We should be able to take them out a few at a time, if they are as unaware of us as their worgs have been. Shall we go to check the bells now? I continue to fear some villager might be in danger asking for help..."
Ev’alish withdraws his pike from the lifeless body of the worg, wiping the point off to keep it clean and prevent the blood from allowing the weapon to rust. He stows it once more and turns to Khessa.
“Indeed; we shall give chase. I imagine we - or at least, most of us - will not have the same element of surprise with the goblins. Should that happen, I’ll attempt to direct all incoming attacks to me, so that those of us who fight from range will be able to pick our foes off.
With his like by his side, he leads the group onward, following the tracks.
“Whoa, let’s calm down a little, Ev’alish.” He said to the dragonborn, but a moment after understanding that he had killed the other worg. “Before leaving the tower, we should try to use the high view to see if we can catch the position of any goblinoid and only then move. Two of our most perceptive eyes should have an easy time seeing if there are enemies around and even if few of us can sneak on the raiders, one or two free hits can make a huge difference.”
He waited for any volunteers, bow still in hand. Bow, maybe I am the right one for this visual search. The ranger pondered before turning to Khessa. Her golden hair and vivid eyes contrasting with his raven locks and icy pupils.
“Khessa, I understand your worry but the bell tolling may be work of the goblins and even if it is not, they are sure to move in its direction. We won’t be of any help if we end surrounded by more enemies than we can take.” It would be better to cut their numbers down before going there, the half-elf was sure. “I’m going to take a look, someone help me.”
Notes: Sorjen goes as high on the tower as he can and tries, with the help of one of his companions, to scan the village from the there. I'm assuming someone helps so I'll roll the check with advantage.
“Bloody Hells” Sorjen cursed catching view of the settlement. Every house and field his eyes could where target by rocks. Boulders thrown by the hands of giants, he had no doubt. “I have clear view. There’s no one on the streets, goblinoid or otherwise.”
He shouted to his companions at the tower. Bahamatu gracious, are we too late? It was possible. It wasn’t hard to imagine those stones crushing the villagers. Especially not seeing how rooves and even what he supposed to once have been a watchtower where damaged.
“If there is any survivor…” The ranger started returning to the floor. ”Then it’s inside one of the buildings. Guess I was being overcautious and the bell is as good of a place to start looking for people as any other. Lead on, golden locks.” He said to Khessa, part of him wanting to go retrieve his arrows. In the end he decided he could do that later. Finding survivors, discovering what happened there was far more important.
One thing did keep bothering him. The absence of goblins. Looking at the corpses of the worgs, Sorjen could not help but find it strange that they found two rides, but not a single rider. Maybe they were smashed by the giants too? He pondered following the group.
"At your service, shadow scout!" smiles Khessa to the cold-eyed half elf, making an exaggerated bow "But once we get near the building, I'd like you to be our sneaky eyes once again... If villagers are asking for help, the missing goblins might well be inside trying to get to them. It would be nice to surpirse them like we did with the bags of fleas, would not it? Plus," she winks "you seem to bring good luck to us!"
With that, she leads the way to the church, her two-handed sword still in the hands, ready for trouble. Once near the building, he turns to Sorjen, winks and silently points with the finger to the nearest window.
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Kramyra keeps silent as she continues the trek with her companions. She isn’t sure what to expect, but also is curious why they found Worgs and no goblins? Also, before leaving that area, she checks to see what it was that the Worgs were dining on, investigation: 16
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“I am at your services, my lady.” He said returning Khessa’s bow, joining in the fun. In his silent he did enjoy being called shadow scout. Sounded to him like the kind of epithet a goliath would take as middle name. “That said, let’s hope the good continues good.”
Sorjen was not that sure it would, a thought he decided was best left unsaid. He was something of a pessimist and the last thing the six of them needed in that situation was one more thing to feel anxious about. They already had the boulders, the giants and the survivors of the goblin raid, assuming there were any, for that.
They made their way to the temple mostly in silence and entered at once when finding the door open. As he entered, he recognized in the tapestry the signs of worship to Mielikkl. Many in the High Forest honored her, especially amongst the rangers. Where it not for their history with Bahamut his Enclave probably would follow her. Her or Silvanus.
The half-elf put away his bow, drawing instead his short swords and scurrying the room with his eyes. He noticed an open door and nodding to his companions moves into its direction. Crouching by it, the ranger tries to stealthy see what lies beyond.
OOC: @DM, since for whatever reason the manipulated dice roll appeared on my post should I consider my rolls invalid? And if so, should I assume the goblins notice Sorjen?
Ev'alish bows his head a bit as they enter the temple.
Out of reverence to the gods? Sure. But mostly because he's too tall for this particular doorframe.
He stands at attention, watching the doorway to the belfry. Waiting for something to happen. Hopefully that something is Sorjen coming back alive from his scouting.
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Ev'alish is emboldened by the first worg falling. He decides not to give it the chance to close the distance and hurt the backline by closing the distance himself. Maneuvering 20 ft ahead, he uses the rest of his movement to edge himself to the side, staying 10 feet away as to give the rest of his comrades a clear shot while also allowing him to strike again if the worg continues charging.(On second thought, I'm not entirely sure Ev'alish has the movement to do this, since he's inside the tower and would have to squeeze by everyone else. He'll ready the below attack, then.)
Pike Attack: 15 Damage: 9
Kan holds out a hand and with a wave: a ray of frost launches at the remaining worg
Attack: 17 Damage: 4
Paladin - warforged - orange
"The bigger they are, the harder they fall" smiles Khessa as the last worg is killed. She pats on the shoulders her companions, proud of how with teamwork they prevailed against so threatening opponents without getting even a scratch. "No idea how much Talos is pleased," she winks at Jor "but I am a lot, granted!"
Then to all: "Now, according to the tracks, there should be only goblins left now. We should be able to take them out a few at a time, if they are as unaware of us as their worgs have been. Shall we go to check the bells now? I continue to fear some villager might be in danger asking for help..."
Ev’alish withdraws his pike from the lifeless body of the worg, wiping the point off to keep it clean and prevent the blood from allowing the weapon to rust. He stows it once more and turns to Khessa.
“Indeed; we shall give chase. I imagine we - or at least, most of us - will not have the same element of surprise with the goblins. Should that happen, I’ll attempt to direct all incoming attacks to me, so that those of us who fight from range will be able to pick our foes off.
With his like by his side, he leads the group onward, following the tracks.
“Whoa, let’s calm down a little, Ev’alish.” He said to the dragonborn, but a moment after understanding that he had killed the other worg. “Before leaving the tower, we should try to use the high view to see if we can catch the position of any goblinoid and only then move. Two of our most perceptive eyes should have an easy time seeing if there are enemies around and even if few of us can sneak on the raiders, one or two free hits can make a huge difference.”
He waited for any volunteers, bow still in hand. Bow, maybe I am the right one for this visual search. The ranger pondered before turning to Khessa. Her golden hair and vivid eyes contrasting with his raven locks and icy pupils.
“Khessa, I understand your worry but the bell tolling may be work of the goblins and even if it is not, they are sure to move in its direction. We won’t be of any help if we end surrounded by more enemies than we can take.” It would be better to cut their numbers down before going there, the half-elf was sure. “I’m going to take a look, someone help me.”
Notes: Sorjen goes as high on the tower as he can and tries, with the help of one of his companions, to scan the village from the there. I'm assuming someone helps so I'll roll the check with advantage.
Perception Check: 22
“Bloody Hells” Sorjen cursed catching view of the settlement. Every house and field his eyes could where target by rocks. Boulders thrown by the hands of giants, he had no doubt. “I have clear view. There’s no one on the streets, goblinoid or otherwise.”
He shouted to his companions at the tower. Bahamatu gracious, are we too late? It was possible. It wasn’t hard to imagine those stones crushing the villagers. Especially not seeing how rooves and even what he supposed to once have been a watchtower where damaged.
“If there is any survivor…” The ranger started returning to the floor. ”Then it’s inside one of the buildings. Guess I was being overcautious and the bell is as good of a place to start looking for people as any other. Lead on, golden locks.” He said to Khessa, part of him wanting to go retrieve his arrows. In the end he decided he could do that later. Finding survivors, discovering what happened there was far more important.
One thing did keep bothering him. The absence of goblins. Looking at the corpses of the worgs, Sorjen could not help but find it strange that they found two rides, but not a single rider. Maybe they were smashed by the giants too? He pondered following the group.
Kan raises a hand.
“Even if it’s goblins ringing the bell, we should check. Then we can eliminate it as a possible refuge where people could be.”
Paladin - warforged - orange
"At your service, shadow scout!" smiles Khessa to the cold-eyed half elf, making an exaggerated bow "But once we get near the building, I'd like you to be our sneaky eyes once again... If villagers are asking for help, the missing goblins might well be inside trying to get to them. It would be nice to surpirse them like we did with the bags of fleas, would not it? Plus," she winks "you seem to bring good luck to us!"
With that, she leads the way to the church, her two-handed sword still in the hands, ready for trouble. Once near the building, he turns to Sorjen, winks and silently points with the finger to the nearest window.
Jor smiles at Khessa and nods, "Talos won't be pleased until the entire threat is dealt with, let us continue to mete our wrath upon them!"
Jor will then follow Khessa with both his shield and Warhammer in hand.
Jor will search for the belfry and the source of the ringing.
Kramyra keeps silent as she continues the trek with her companions. She isn’t sure what to expect, but also is curious why they found Worgs and no goblins? Also, before leaving that area, she checks to see what it was that the Worgs were dining on, investigation: 16
“I am at your services, my lady.” He said returning Khessa’s bow, joining in the fun. In his silent he did enjoy being called shadow scout. Sounded to him like the kind of epithet a goliath would take as middle name. “That said, let’s hope the good continues good.”
Sorjen was not that sure it would, a thought he decided was best left unsaid. He was something of a pessimist and the last thing the six of them needed in that situation was one more thing to feel anxious about. They already had the boulders, the giants and the survivors of the goblin raid, assuming there were any, for that.
They made their way to the temple mostly in silence and entered at once when finding the door open. As he entered, he recognized in the tapestry the signs of worship to Mielikkl. Many in the High Forest honored her, especially amongst the rangers. Where it not for their history with Bahamut his Enclave probably would follow her. Her or Silvanus.
The half-elf put away his bow, drawing instead his short swords and scurrying the room with his eyes. He noticed an open door and nodding to his companions moves into its direction. Crouching by it, the ranger tries to stealthy see what lies beyond.
@DM, what does Sorjen sees through the door?
Stealth Check: 24
Perception Check (if necessary): 23
OOC: @DM, since for whatever reason the manipulated dice roll appeared on my post should I consider my rolls invalid? And if so, should I assume the goblins notice Sorjen?
Ev'alish bows his head a bit as they enter the temple.
Out of reverence to the gods? Sure. But mostly because he's too tall for this particular doorframe.
He stands at attention, watching the doorway to the belfry. Waiting for something to happen. Hopefully that something is Sorjen coming back alive from his scouting.