Martin sucks in a breath before breaking to the SE.

Punch: 10

Before finally moving to the NW and throwing a final punch.

Punch: 14

He then stops and puts his hands on his knees and sucks wind.

"Well... Crap."

The goblin crosses by Martin - Marrin again, and laughs from the other side of the playing area. He can see Martin tiring out a little and actually waits for the boy to come back over to the northwest corner, but he slips easily to the side, avoiding the blow.

"Hmm. Good try sport," the goblin says. He looks over at Karen-Jan and Dave-A. "What do you say dad? Why don't you come give your son a hand. I don't think he's got a chance on his own."

(CON Save for Martin-Marrin again, this time at disadvantage. If Dave-A joins in, same rules per above.)

Con save disadvantage: 15

"Just...give...me...a second."

Martin waves Dave-a in,

"He's...fast...but we... We got him!"

((Can we coordinate our moves?))

(Yes you can plan together)

When Ava comes over Martin will say quietly, panting,

"I...will...go opposite of... of whatever you do."

He coughs and says,

"Oh, almost puked there. Whew "

Dave-a was watching the charade from the sides, realizing this was more a catch the goblin then punch a goblin.  A bit disappointing if you ask her.  As Martin starts tiring out, she sighs and starts heading up.  "Well, not sure I'll do any better, but yes, let's see if this works."

Bowing to the sneaky little goblin she starts her moves...

She runs to the SE

Punch: 20

Runs to the NE

Punch: 5

Runs back to the SE

Punch: 9

Runs to the SW

Punch: 1

and back to the SE

Punch: 19

(I wasn't sure about the unarmed attack, those are d20 straight rolls, if she can add her attack modifier if she actually hits him, it is +7)

((Geez, that goblin better hope he doesn't end up with Dave-a!))

"We got this!"

Martin mirrors Dave-a's moves until he runs out of steam.

((So NW, SW, NW, NE))

Punching like a mad, scrawny teen.

Punch: 5

Punch: 15

Punch: 19

Punch: 12

Kar-Jan closes her eyes as she happily munches mushrooms.

@GM

As Dave-A leaps, then Martin and the goblin at the same time, they all end up different parts of the apparatus. The goblin waves cockily. 

Then they move again. Again they all end up in different places. This time the goblin laughs.

"Maybe mom should join in after all," the goblin says.

But either Dave-A senses something or the goblin's luck runs out and Dave A finds him/herself on the same beam as the goblin in the SE corner. Dave-A makes the most of the opportunity and clocks the goblin in the side of the head.

The goblin looks stunned for a moment and doesn't act clearly and again jumps to the same place Dave-A does. This time Dave-A swings wildly over the goblin's head. 

Still reeling from that first hit, the goblin takes off too soon and Dave-A is again able to corner the goblin in the SE corner. Maybe there's something about that spot but Dave-A connects another solid blow to the goblin.

The goblin sits down on the beam and sighs deeply.

There's some mild applause from the handful of spectators.

The goblin stands up and shakes Dave-A's hand. He leans in a little closer and looks carefully up at Dave-A.

"Your make-up is running," the goblin whispers. "Should call you out for pretending to be that one's dad when you're clearly much more than that."

The goblin smiles though and applauds the winners before leaning in again and whispering "Be careful. I don't think that disguise is going to hold up much longer."

As a prize, the goblin offers young master Martin-Marrin their choice of a large stuffed displacer beast, a flimsy looking slingshot with a bag of smooth rocks, or a mystery box.

"What'll it be lad?" the goblin says, laughing slightly when he says lad.

Martin will give Dave-a a hug then gush, gasp out,

"Always the mystery box!"

Dave-a hugs Martin back, "Thanks, hope I didn't wallop you too bad." she says to the goblin.  "You were not easy at all."

The goblin pats his cheeks and takes a sip of water from a bottle on one of the platforms and smiles at Dave-A. 

"I won't lie," the goblin says. "That did sting. But maybe more my pride than anything. That's the first time I've been touched in months. I should have looked at you more carefully before inviting in reinforcements. Mom there might have made it more entertaining for the fans."

He reaches down and brings up a rainbow coloured box, covered in sparkles and a neat ribbon.

Assuming Martin-Marrin opens it, they find a small bag inside with a small amount of golden dust (Pixie Dust - one use).

The barker from outside is already leading in another contestant - a massive looking dock worker, who laughs when he sees the goblin.

The goblin smiles and whispers to Martin and Dave-A, "this is more like it. Enjoy the rest of your time in the Lintoll."

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Any more at the Lintoll? Rejoining Ethel and Bigge? Something else?

 "Thanks! Mamma...would have... Would have puked. Too much-"

He mimics drinking then, still breathing heavily,smiles as his gaze is brought to the dock worker,

"Oh, poor guy! Won't even be able to catch you to take a swing. Bit like someone else I know!"

He points a finger up at his sweaty face.

"Keep up the good work!"

To the guy coming in he'll give a thumbs up and a wink.

Once outside he'll hand the bag of pixie dust to Dave-a.

"This is yours, only thing I managed to do was run around like a chicken with it's head cut off."

((Martin is ready to head back but would very much like to return to the Lintoll later, DM permitting.))

Kar-Jan will tag along to find Ethel and Bigge, but be on the lookout for other tasty treats.

She employs her familiar to scout for treats and let her know where they can be had. Ula probably wants something, and if there's something really interesting, the goblin cooks would like to try it, and if she's bringing something for them, she should bring something for the others too...

Karen-Jan gets side tracked when her scout shows her visions, sounds and aromas from the next lane over. Music and mirth radiate from an almost park like, tree lined midway. The heady scents of flowers, mead, and berry pie waft through the air. Stilt-walkers pluck fruit from the trees lining the lane; musicians drum, pipe, and strum; and everywhere there is singing, dancing, and an inordinate amount of custard.

She catches up with the others laden down with all manner of pastries, kebabs, spiny fried delights with soft creamy insides that could be a desert or a seafood, and more of the candied mushrooms.

Bigge stands near Ethel at the main gate, a scroll rolled up and stuck in his pocket.

"Four solid candidates," Bigge says to Ethel. "There were a few others but they were already too far into their cups to warrant taking seriously. Them, a day or two more of repairs, and a good clean from top to bottom to get the stench of the last crew out and then we'll be ready to take on provisions and set sail."

The halfling at the front ticket booth waves good bye, calling out "Come back in the evening for the light show."

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To the park to meet up with Mard and the Mayor? Picking up Ula? Any other stops first?

Kar-Jan, with the enthusiasm of one really enjoying being day drunk, pushes tasty treats on her companions. 

((How much did her food purchasing set her back? She'd not be a stickler for her change.))

Dave-a takes the pixie dust from Martin and gives it a little sniff.  "Well, thank you.  That was much more of an event that I thought it'd be.  We should definitely get um, freshened up."

Smiling at Karen-Jan, she happily takes some of the treats off her hands and enjoys them.  "Thanks!  After those drinks, this tastes divine."

She's ready to pick up Ula, freshen up, then head to Mard and the Mayor.