Str save: 8

“You ******* goooaaaaaa...”

Advantage! 20

Anborn casts Spiritual Weapon, summoning his celestial bullwhip and lashing out at the goat.

Attack: 26 Damage: 9

And then he'll cast Sacred Flame. DC14 Dex Save or take 13 Radiant damage.

Orilo's fist begins to glow with an awesome power that tells him to defeat it! But seeing Elya nearly fall, he makes certain an old feather is in easy reach as he steps up to deliver the empowered fist. "Keep OFF THEM!" He shouts, *****slapping the goat hard across its cheek with studded knuckle gauntlets. Then as it recovered (IF it recovers), he tries to yank it hard by the horns into a bone crushing headlock.   And if he gets a hold of it, he starts dragging it around further from the edge.

Action: Fist of the Demigod!: 18 Damage: 15. (level 2 Smite included if hit)

(If consider a fiend or undead, here's an additional 6 radiant damage)

Bonus Action: Grapple attempt with Tavern Brawler: 12.

Elya nearly feels herself go airborne as the goat rams her, but she manages to barely hold her ground. She then rages, shooting lightning at the goat (3 lightning damage, DC 14 Dex save for half) before...

If Orilo successfully grapples the goat:

Elya takes two reckless swings with her maul at the beast, "Gah, I'm sick of these messed up animals."

Attack 1: 21 Damage: 8

Attack 2: 15 Damage: 11

If Orilo fails to grapple the goat:

Elya reaches out, trying to lock her arms around the beast's neck and drag it towards the edge of the cliff.

Athletics: 21

If the goat is successfully grappled, she moves over to the edge of the cliff and tries to hurl it off, "Here's a taste of your own medicine!"

Athletics: 23

Otherwise she'll just whack it with her maul.

Attack: 20 Damage: 14

Goat grapple resist: 23
Goat electricity resist: 6
Ouch!
Goat sacred save: 11

As Oreo drags Sangzor away from the ledge, Elya gets mad, grabs the goat, and drags it TO the edge.

Goat push resist: 6

Sangzor goes off the edge. But, since it's a goat in it's habitat, it toppled a little bit, and recovers. It disengages into the mist and for now, all is quiet.

Combat is over for now.

"He'll be back." Leo warns. "Best be on our guard."

(not like it matters but did it save against Sacred Flame?)

Nope.

Anborn keeps his head on a swivel with a Sacred Flame ready for the beast once it returns.

"Hey Leo, how much do you know about this place? What's the other hell-beast that's been preying upon the locals? And is there anything of significance in this tower?"

Leo looks around cautiously. Eventually, he speaks. "My party never made it in the towers. The night we came here we saw a bird so large it's very wings blotted out the sky. We ran. I am not fond of this place. Never have I seen a winged creature so large. Sangzor is the least of our problems."

"Well then, let's go see what's in the tower." 

Anborn will begin heading towards the tower while readying a Sacred Flame for any giant bird that appears.

After giving Elya a... moment to call down again, Orilo pats her on the shoulder. "It was... a good shot, young one." His faint smile at her turns into a frown. "But maybe next time we keep with us? The pelt would make for good proof than mere words of a couple outsiders." He said aloud, and then turned to follow after Anborn. "The bird creature you saw.. I can't be certain. But my people have had dealings with such in the past." He grins wickedly. "The chief used to carry a skull of such beast as a trophy. Think he called it a.. Stone Flyer.. no... Sky Cleaver. Though you lowlanders call them something different." 

THE GUARD TOWER

A cold hearth stands across from the door, the wind howling down its chimney. A stone staircase is on the south wall. Three windows look out over a foggy sea. The upper level of the tower is an icebox with windows set in almost every wall. A rusted iron ladder bolted to the floor and ceiling leads up to a wooden trapdoor. Mounted above the stone hearth is a dire wolf’s head. The wind coming down the chimney howls in its stead. Ten-foot-tall, gold-plated statues stand atop the battlements, facing outward. Each one depicts a female human knight holding a lance. The cold wind stirs the snow, under which you see human skeletons clad in rusty mail.

"Strange." Leo says, whispering. "Nothing here?"

Anborn will cast detect magic just to make sure thay there's nothing here. If there's really nothing, he'll leave. 

"Ok then. Let's move on."

Elya gives a small 'hmph' at Orilo's comment, "If it comes back I'll be sure to keep that in mind. Thank you."

She gives her thanks a bit unwillingly, but says it all the same. As they enter the tower, she moves towards the windows and stares at the sea, fixated for a short time.

"If there's nothing here, perhaps this is a good place to bring the bird to us. Back me up."

Elya climbs the ladder to the rooftop and begins violently shouting obscenities at the sky while waving her arms like a madwoman. She continues to brace herself in case the bird actually does come.

As Elya demands that Crispy  the bird strike her down, Anborn stares at the camera like he's in The Office.

Leo begins to pace nervously as Elya makes her performance, and for a few terrible moments, all is very quiet. Then, off in the distance, an enormous, nebulous, inky, shadowy form appears from around the mountain, getting closer. As it closes in on the party, Leo definitely begins to panic - the shadowy form slowly appears to take the shape of a gargantuan crow, so large it's wingspan does indeed blot out the sky. It is perhaps the largest creature you have ever seen in your life so far. It shrieks a horrible piercing cry as within moments it will be upon you all.

This is an extremely dangerous foe.

As a Bonus Action, Anborn casts Shield of Faith on Elya. "You're going to need all the help you can get if you're going to make yourself bird bait." He positions himself behind Orilo and Elya near Winter and Corrin, ready to go down the ladder in case he needs to put some distance between him and the bird.

Initiative:7

He also readies a Sacred Flame for when it gets in range .

Orilo had been in the process of examining the skeletons, so some of Elya's words fell on death ears. The cry, on the other hand, drew more than just his attention. Both panic and excitement battled upon the muted surface of his face as he and some of the others tared up at the creature. "Now >that< is a prize. Stay firm, Elya." He offers encouraging words, then to the others he says, "Rest of you down quick, if you plan to not fight. But keep that door clear." He says as he whips out his flail and starts to ready it for the moment even a claw comes within striking distance while he stands by Elya. 

Bonus Action: Elya! Bardic Inspiration(d6)~

Initiative: 17.

Initiative: 16

Initiative: 28

Winter joins Anborn in looking at the camera, and unclips her crossbow from her belt, waiting to see what the others do in regards to this foe.