"Damn it all," Magnus grunts as he rushes forth to cover Throg and Herron, all the while keeping his eyes peeled for their assailants.

Perception: 21

(Looks like Mag can get to goblin A through some diagonal movements - unless the foliage off the trail is difficult terrain. I am going to assume he can make it, though.)

Magnus catches sight of the ruffians attacking his comrades - goblin bandits! Gritting his teeth, he veers off his primary trajectory and makes a break for the nearest goblin lurking in the undergrowth off the trail. As he gets close, he raises his sword aloft and cries, "Underhanded wretches! You've earned Helm's retribution!" before bringing the blade down with abandon!

Attack against goblin A: Attack: 23 Damage: 6 plus sap: If you hit a creature with a Longsword, that creature has Disadvantage on its next attack roll before the start of your next turn.

"Ambush!" The orc roared, sensing the attack that was about to come.  Throg's wrist snapped, flinging the palmed dagger toward the shifting green above. It vanished into the leaves.

Arrows whistled down from the thickets, and twin pains blossomed in Throg's shoulder and in his gut.  He staggered — nearly fell — but the flame of his stubborn will kept him upright. Blood ran warm down his side. 

One breath. Then another.

He looked back up.  The goblins had melted back into the underbrush! 

There was no time to curse his bad luck.  Throg snarled once and bounded up the embankment, heedless of the pain.  He thrust the point forward into the wall of brush where the arrows had come from.   The leaves shook.  Something squealed.  For good measure he followed up with a vicious kick ... but the monk's heavy boot found no purchase.

• Reaction: Readied dagger attack (8 to hit, 7 piercing damage)
• No action: Relentless Endurance.  The two arrows would  have brought Throg to 0 hit points remaining, but due to this orcish racial ability, he is brought instead at 1hp remaining.
• Free: Wisdom [Perception] check of 5 vs hide DC of 14.  Fail!  
• Move: I9 (Unclear whether or not climbing would be required.  Throg has 30' of movement and the distance looks to be 10', and 20' if climbing is required).  
• Action: Spear attack at J9 (w/ disadv, 16 to hit, 6hp piercing)
• Bonus Action: Unarmed Attack at J9 (w/ disadv, 10 to hit, 5hp bludgeoning)

Quote from Engineered_Beard >>

(Herron takes the full 7 damage)

(Also you mention 5 goblins but only 4 attacked and on the map)

 (That was a typo, sorry. There are only four goblins!)

Round 1

The onslaught of arrows almost takes Throg down, but he rallies at the last moment. He climbs up the rock face of the embankment, searching for the elusive goblins, but they blend in well with the foliage and remain still as possible. Still, he thrusts into the foliage with his spear and is rewarded by a goblin squealing in pain. 

Magnus is just able to make it up the embankment from the sloping side and he lashes out at the same area as Throg. The blade cuts deeply into the shoulder and neck of the goblin, nearly decapitating it, and it falls out of the bush dead. 

There is a rustling nearby and another goblin (B) pops out and rushes Magnus with a scimitar: 16 to hit, miss!

Meanwhile, the goblins on the other embankment take turns peppering the party with arrows. One (C) aims at Herron again: 13 to hit, 5 damage.

The other one takes aim at Chretien, still near the wagon: 11 to hit, miss!

After shooting, Goblins C & D try to Hide again. DC 9 Perception check. 

Initiative:
15: Throg
13: Magnus
12: Goblins
12: Clara
11: Ellora
10: Herron
9: Chretien

Clara, Ellora, Herron and Chretien are up! Followed by Throg and Magnus for their Round 2 turns.

Herron will reaction cast Shield to deflect the arrow.

Clara is wide-eyed with shock at the outbreak of hostilities, yet far from freezing on the spot, her panic transforms into wild, giddy laughter. "Are those r-r-really goblins?" She gasps, her voice strangely caught somewhere between terror, awe and the unadulterated joy of sudden adventure.

Before she can receive a response, she watches as her orc companion is turned into a pin-cushion by a cavalcade of black-feathered arrows. Clara flinches with sympathy, but rallies the bloodied warrior onward, bouncing up and down, pumping a fist in the air. "You won't take Throg down that easily, you gruesome... grotty... garish little gobbos! Run back to your hovels while you can... before Throg tans your hides and turns you into MINCE MEAT!" Despite the breathless squeakiness of her battlecry, a magical aura descends on Throg, granting him a supportive boon for the next hour. 

Inspired by the courage of her companions in the face of peril, the silver-haired actress gambols towards a large boulder up ahead. Thanks to her keen vision, Clara spots the bandits on the northerly embankment attempting to take cover. A flame suddenly manifests in the palm of her hand - with a sharp toss of her hand, it sizzles across the rocky grasslands towards one of the crouching greenskins. 

ACTION: Fire Bolt at Goblin C, To hit: 22, Damage: 10
BONUS ACTION: Bardic Inspiration to Throg (+1d6 to any failed D20 test for the next hour).
MOVEMENT: Taking cover at D4.
OTHER: Passive perception of 13 beats the 9 Stealth DC

Herron shocked by the sudden arrows that stick out from his side. Turning back towards throg to yell a warning just to see his words were too late. Turning back towards the dead horses, he runs for cover. This time seeing the next arrow coming towards him  Herron was able to magicly force yhe arrow away. Focused on finding cover, Herron lost sight of his attacker but lobbed a Fire Bolt before crouching down.

Disadvantage attack: 8

Herron casts the shield spell and spares himself from another arrow. He runs toward cover. Although he tries to fling a spell back toward his attackers, it goes wide. He then runs for cover behind a large boulder in the road.

Clara unleashes a fire bolt at one of the goblins on the embankment. Her spell incinerates the goblin, and it falls, still smoking, into the road below! She then takes cover behind the large boulder with Herron.

Round 1 Initiative:
15: Throg
13: Magnus
12: Goblins
12: Clara
11: Ellora
10: Herron
9: Chretien

Ellora and Chretien may take their Round 1 turns! Followed by Throg and Magnus for their Round 2 turns.

Chretien starts at the goblin's attack, a rare grimace flitting across his face. His goddess teaches peace and joy, and he was raised to avoid violence at all costs. But with his companions in danger... He watches as Herron is hit twice and snaps into action, murmuring a prayer of protection to Lliira and casting Healing Word, a sparkling, orange-yellow light surrounds Herron's wounds, and when it dissipates he is healed for 10 hp.

Chretien then turns his attention to Goblin D, walking a few steps forward to C4 and casting Sacred Flame (DC 14 Dex) for 4 damage on a fail. 

Perception check: 18

Throg drew a ragged breath, blood still dripping from his arrow wounds. He glanced once at Clara, surprised by the warmth in her words.  Unexpected, undeserved ... but her confidence in him seemed honest.  Something in him straightened.

He gave a sharp nod back toward the human lass, and turned away from the lone southern goblin (leaving him to whatever fate Magnus and his blade had in store).

Throg pivoted, eyes narrowing at the silhouette of the final goblin archer creeping through the northern thickets. With a practiced motion, he leveled his spear, balanced it, then let it fly!

Passive perception beats goblin's hide attempt.  Move to within 20' of goblin D and throw spear.  [19 to hit, 9hp piercing damage]

Ellora Tumbehill

Ellora is slow to react, stunned by the sudden attack of the goblins. As her companions cry out, she looks around desperately, paralyzed with indecision.

As her eyes dart about the battlefield, she finds the figure of Magnus, charging forth to protect their companions. Realizing what she must do, she hastily draws her weapon, a trident she bought that reminds her of her days on the farm, and dashes forward, weapon in hand.

As she reaches the embankment, she looks about, and just barely notices the other goblin about to strike Magnus. With a yell, she lets loose the spear, and sends it hurtling towards the foul creature.

Ellora moves 30ft to I7, then makes a Trident Attack against Goblin B: 9 to hit, 13 damage and knocked prone on a hit. 

OOC: As you can see, my character is very effective, with a whopping three on her first attack, lol

Round 1 Cont. / Round 2

Ellora lashes out with her trident but the goblin nimbly dodges the attack. 

Chretien heals Herron's wounds and then brings down a sacred flame upon one of the goblins, which shrieks as it is burned by holy fire! It is not quite enough to bring the creature down though. 

Throg throws his spear, which skewers Goblin D! It also drops down into the road, the spear popping out of its back. 

Magnus makes quick work of the remaining goblin, removing its head from its shoulders with ease: (19 to hit for 11 damage).

Combat is over! 

Herron peaks over the horse corpse looking out to the woods trying to see of there were anymore waiting. "We clear? Anyone down? Next problem is I thin these are Sildar Hallwinter and Gundren Rockseeker's horses. Anybody see any signs of them?" Herron will try and search for anything on the horses (saddle and such).

(Sorry, did not realize we had gotten to round 2!)

Magnus sighs. "All good here... These are Gundren's, you say?" He rasps, sheathing his sword and joining Herron beside the horses. "Goblin arrows... If I were to hazard a guess, our goblin hosts probably extended their hospitality to our employer before jumping us."

He kneels down and looks at the horses, trying to ascertain how long they have been dead.

Medicine: 18

Ellora Tumbehill

It was over so quick. The battle barely lasted 10 seconds, and all she had done was thrown and missed with a trident. An uncomfortable feeling grows in her stomach as she walks over to retrieve her weapon, giving the goblins body a little kick and a muttered “That’ll show you”.

Walking over to Magnus and the horses, she kneels down by the dead beasts’ sides. “What a shame. At least we saved them from being eaten by the goblins. Do you think the goblins killed Gundren and Sildar too?”

As she speculates, she thinks back to what she knows about horses, trying to figure out how the horses didn’t just outrun the goblins. She looks to see how strong and well fed the horses are, hoping to ascertain if they could have outrun the goblins or not. And if they could, why didn’t they?

Nature Check: (12+4) 16!

Clara releases an exhilarated whoop - half of excitement and half of relief - when the last goblin is felled. "That was amazing! All of you were just... utterly marvellous! Bravo, I say. Bravo!" She breaks into applause, gushing with appreciation for the rest of her troupe. 

When the dust has settled and her companions begin picking over the horses that have unfortunately succumbed to their wounds, her adoring expression drops. "What do you mean - 'killed Gundren?' " She swallows hard, immediately scanning their surroundings once more. "That can't be true. It's not true! Gundren is far too strong and capable to be dispatched by a bunch of ragtag vermin like this."

Yet despite her insistence, the bard begins worriedly scanning their environs for clues as to where any survivors might be hiding, or where the goblins first originated from. 

Survival: 19 

Chretien breathes a sigh of relief at the conclusion of the battle, sending another prayer of thanks to Lliira and brushing his hand over the stained glass holy symbol at his hip. He spots Throg first and, seeing the blood covering him, approaches the monk, "You seem hurt as well, friend. There isn't much else I can do today, but I could certainly take care of that, if you'd like." He glances around at the rest of the group, gauging how they're doing "Or we could rest here for now, let us all catch our breath."

At the commotion over the horses Chretien visibly puts on a brave face, "Killed? Our Gundren? No, certainly not; you're quite right, Clara, he's made out of much studier stuff than that." Chretien will glance around the area, looking broadly for any sign of what may have happened. 

Perception: 17