Loraviel swings the Hand of OSkana on the Goblin in front of her. “I will destroy you now evil!!”
The Hand of Oskana glows bright with the power of Nature and cracks the skull of the Goblin in front of her. With the Goblin’s dead body slumping onto the Foreat floor, she moves to last Goblin on the other side if the road.
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
The last goblin standing utters a sharp cry as it sees Loraviel rushing from the woods, like a madman, club and shield up.
Not caring about the risks of exposing your back to the enemy, it turns away from the road and bolts further into the woods, only taking its scimitar with it.
Loraviel sees the Goblin running away and chases after it. (Move + Dash 70ft). She maneuvers in a way that she ends in front of the goblin, blocking his escape path. (I am not sure if she’s able to do that).
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
The Priest sees that the chase is on but chooses to dash back to the cart and bring the oxen up to where the dead horses block the road. He scans the area for trouble.
Before the goblin can take two steps, Pardo pushes his rapier right through the goblin's heart. The inanimate body of the creature falls on the bushes it was using for hiding, and blood starts rushing out as the halfling pulls his weapon from it.
Loraviel and Ebb stop right on their tracks as they see their colleague dealing with the last thread. Leaving no loose ends, the Gundren's escort party no decides how to proceed. The bodies of 3 goblins lying on the forest floor, the other one dead on the road. Two dead carcasses blocking your path.
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“Yeahhh!! Nature defeats evil once again!” Exclaims Loraviel. Unrestrained hatred for the fallen enemies comes through her voice. She bows slightly to Pardo for finishing off the last of the enemies. She scans around to make sure there are no more threats. (Perception: 24). (OCC: Darn, can’t add Bless to skill checks. Sorry Surge)
(If there are no more threats.) Loraviel says a small prayer. “Thank you Goddess.” The Hand of Oskana stops glowing and the moss that was covering it, is gone.
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Surge pulls the oxen and cart up and stands atop it smiling widely at his companions. He pulls out his holy symbol of Eldath and kisses it fervently. “Perhaps you haven’t left me after all.”
The Preist calls out “how you doin’ Ebb?” “Want me to look at that other arrow?”
Once things have settled down Surge leaves the cart once more and touches each of the dead horses, saying a brief prayer for each of them quietly. He will also inspect the goblins for any identifying features or items, or anything of value of course.
"Hey Priest, thank you for the heal. It's been a while since I've been knocked out like that, those goblins were a bit of a surprise. Who knew they were such good shots? But, if you can, I wouldn't mind you looking at this bad boy," Ebb points at the arrow.
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Kilxus walks back to the cart, annoyed that he wasn't able to help his new comrades. His head hangs low and he sits next to the wagon silently cursing himself.
Once things have settled down Surge leaves the cart once more and touches each of the dead horses, saying a brief prayer for each of them quietly. He will also inspect the goblins for any identifying features or items, or anything of value of course.
Loraviel thanks Surge. “Thank you Priest, for not forgetting Nature’s children.”
“Actually. I will try to communicate with any animal here that might be of help to find out what happened to those poor horses. I would like to request for any Guidance from your gods may provide when I do that.”
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
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Surge nods at Loraviel regarding the horses and is happy to help commune with the animals. "Dearest Eldath, in your wisdom would you aid another in discerning what evil occurred here so that we may return this place to the blessing of your serenity?" (Guidance for Loraviel)
"Let's take a look at that arrow, Ebb. This is going to hurt. As I do not know of anyone to be in mortal dangers here, it is best not to call upon Eldath again so soon." The Priest inspects the wound to see if he can at least get the arrow out, clean it, and bandage it for Ebb.
Medicine: 25
(OOC: Not really expecting anything but role-play related results from the medicine check since it of course doesn't restore HP or anything.)
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"That should do it. Good as new...eventually." The Priest is able to remove the arrow without further damage, keep the wound clean, and keep the pain to no more than expected for Ebb. The Priest fakes like he's going to slap Ebb on the bad shoulder but then just smiles and points a finger at him instead "ahhh, you almost jumped! ha." He taps him with a fist on his good shoulder instead and says "well done, brave monk. You may not be immune to arrows, but the attention of each you draw is one less aimed at your friends, especially me!" He winks at Ebb.
Surge also pats Loraviel on the shoulder. "No doubt your gods smile upon you, and the Hand of Oskana, for removing this evil from our path, and the path of the next traveler." He looks at the horses once more and sighs. "Alas we cannot prevent all evil, but we can control what we choose to do when it turns its eye upon us."
The Priest sees Kilxus with his head hung low and approaches the tiefling. He turns and leans awkwardly to see one of the trees he destroyed. "Aye, I do not envy those who threaten us next time when you do not have a forest between your target and such a mighty bolt. I could not see friend or foe either, and regrettably had to abandon the oxen. Ah well, I do not fear the day Pardo's sword misses nor your bolt, I only fear the day the gods choose to ignore us all and and everyone's luck falters at once."
As Pardo returns from the woods the Priest folds his arms and smiles at him. "Not the first who regret raising your ire, I'd wager? Well done. You keep us all safer by ensuring none are left to watch and call upon their friends."
After a word with each companion the priest returns to investigating the goblins and then the horses. He ponders who they may have belonged to, remembering that Gundren was traveling with one other, but also knowing that many might brave this road. He looks around for signs of bodies being dragged off.
Pardo could see Kilxus slouched down by the cart, obviously despondent. A part of Pardo knew that he should go and empathize with the Tiefling, but Pardo was preoccupied with his own disappointment. The final goblin had not pleaded for mercy. Pardo did not know if he was running to bring reinforcements. But he was fleeing. And Pardo had stabbed him in the back. It may or may not have been necessary, but it was it certainly was not noble. Pardo could not stop of thinking of ways that he could have possibly disabled the attacker. The hamstring would have been as easy a target as the heart. The rapier was heavy so a shot to the head from the sword's hilt could have possibly knocked the goblin out.
What was clear to Pardo was that none of those options had even been considerations to him at that moment. He had been overcome with adrenaline and rage (and if he was being honest with himself, a desperate need to prove himself to his companions). He had killed a defenseless opponent. He had also, it occurred to him, squandered a potentially valuable resource. There were no humanoid bodies with the horses, so they had presumably been taken and would need to be rescued. But Pardo had no idea where the presumptive captives might be.
Pardo took another look at the distraught Tiefling warlock. Well, that's really more Priest's bailiwick anyway ...
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Loraviel swings the Hand of OSkana on the Goblin in front of her. “I will destroy you now evil!!”
The Hand of Oskana glows bright with the power of Nature and cracks the skull of the Goblin in front of her. With the Goblin’s dead body slumping onto the Foreat floor, she moves to last Goblin on the other side if the road.
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
The last goblin standing utters a sharp cry as it sees Loraviel rushing from the woods, like a madman, club and shield up.
Not caring about the risks of exposing your back to the enemy, it turns away from the road and bolts further into the woods, only taking its scimitar with it.
Loraviel sees the Goblin running away and chases after it. (Move + Dash 70ft). She maneuvers in a way that she ends in front of the goblin, blocking his escape path. (I am not sure if she’s able to do that).
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Ebb will follow behind Loraviel, chasing the goblin(dash+movement= 60 feet)
I realize he won't be able to catch the goblin, but It's probably what Ebb would do
Do I get an opportunity attack or did it disengage?
The Priest sees that the chase is on but chooses to dash back to the cart and bring the oxen up to where the dead horses block the road. He scans the area for trouble.
The goblin didn't disengage. Pardo can do an AOO if he so wants it.
Before the goblin can take two steps, Pardo pushes his rapier right through the goblin's heart. The inanimate body of the creature falls on the bushes it was using for hiding, and blood starts rushing out as the halfling pulls his weapon from it.
Loraviel and Ebb stop right on their tracks as they see their colleague dealing with the last thread. Leaving no loose ends, the Gundren's escort party no decides how to proceed. The bodies of 3 goblins lying on the forest floor, the other one dead on the road. Two dead carcasses blocking your path.
“Yeahhh!! Nature defeats evil once again!” Exclaims Loraviel. Unrestrained hatred for the fallen enemies comes through her voice. She bows slightly to Pardo for finishing off the last of the enemies. She scans around to make sure there are no more threats. (Perception: 24). (OCC: Darn, can’t add Bless to skill checks. Sorry Surge)
(If there are no more threats.) Loraviel says a small prayer. “Thank you Goddess.” The Hand of Oskana stops glowing and the moss that was covering it, is gone.
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Surge pulls the oxen and cart up and stands atop it smiling widely at his companions. He pulls out his holy symbol of Eldath and kisses it fervently. “Perhaps you haven’t left me after all.”
The Preist calls out “how you doin’ Ebb?” “Want me to look at that other arrow?”
Once things have settled down Surge leaves the cart once more and touches each of the dead horses, saying a brief prayer for each of them quietly. He will also inspect the goblins for any identifying features or items, or anything of value of course.
Pardo will inspect the horses and the area by where the goblin tried to flee.
10. Perception near escape route
15 Perception dead horses
"Hey Priest, thank you for the heal. It's been a while since I've been knocked out like that, those goblins were a bit of a surprise. Who knew they were such good shots? But, if you can, I wouldn't mind you looking at this bad boy," Ebb points at the arrow.
With everybody busy. Loraviel asks her friends for some time. She meditates for a couple of minutes in order to cast a spell.
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Kilxus walks back to the cart, annoyed that he wasn't able to help his new comrades. His head hangs low and he sits next to the wagon silently cursing himself.
Pardo will also loot the dead Goblin.
Loraviel thanks Surge. “Thank you Priest, for not forgetting Nature’s children.”
“Actually. I will try to communicate with any animal here that might be of help to find out what happened to those poor horses. I would like to request for any Guidance from your gods may provide when I do that.”
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Surge nods at Loraviel regarding the horses and is happy to help commune with the animals. "Dearest Eldath, in your wisdom would you aid another in discerning what evil occurred here so that we may return this place to the blessing of your serenity?" (Guidance for Loraviel)
"Let's take a look at that arrow, Ebb. This is going to hurt. As I do not know of anyone to be in mortal dangers here, it is best not to call upon Eldath again so soon." The Priest inspects the wound to see if he can at least get the arrow out, clean it, and bandage it for Ebb.
Medicine: 25
(OOC: Not really expecting anything but role-play related results from the medicine check since it of course doesn't restore HP or anything.)
"That should do it. Good as new...eventually." The Priest is able to remove the arrow without further damage, keep the wound clean, and keep the pain to no more than expected for Ebb. The Priest fakes like he's going to slap Ebb on the bad shoulder but then just smiles and points a finger at him instead "ahhh, you almost jumped! ha." He taps him with a fist on his good shoulder instead and says "well done, brave monk. You may not be immune to arrows, but the attention of each you draw is one less aimed at your friends, especially me!" He winks at Ebb.
Surge also pats Loraviel on the shoulder. "No doubt your gods smile upon you, and the Hand of Oskana, for removing this evil from our path, and the path of the next traveler." He looks at the horses once more and sighs. "Alas we cannot prevent all evil, but we can control what we choose to do when it turns its eye upon us."
The Priest sees Kilxus with his head hung low and approaches the tiefling. He turns and leans awkwardly to see one of the trees he destroyed. "Aye, I do not envy those who threaten us next time when you do not have a forest between your target and such a mighty bolt. I could not see friend or foe either, and regrettably had to abandon the oxen. Ah well, I do not fear the day Pardo's sword misses nor your bolt, I only fear the day the gods choose to ignore us all and and everyone's luck falters at once."
As Pardo returns from the woods the Priest folds his arms and smiles at him. "Not the first who regret raising your ire, I'd wager? Well done. You keep us all safer by ensuring none are left to watch and call upon their friends."
After a word with each companion the priest returns to investigating the goblins and then the horses. He ponders who they may have belonged to, remembering that Gundren was traveling with one other, but also knowing that many might brave this road. He looks around for signs of bodies being dragged off.
Investigation 9
Pardo could see Kilxus slouched down by the cart, obviously despondent. A part of Pardo knew that he should go and empathize with the Tiefling, but Pardo was preoccupied with his own disappointment. The final goblin had not pleaded for mercy. Pardo did not know if he was running to bring reinforcements. But he was fleeing. And Pardo had stabbed him in the back. It may or may not have been necessary, but it was it certainly was not noble. Pardo could not stop of thinking of ways that he could have possibly disabled the attacker. The hamstring would have been as easy a target as the heart. The rapier was heavy so a shot to the head from the sword's hilt could have possibly knocked the goblin out.
What was clear to Pardo was that none of those options had even been considerations to him at that moment. He had been overcome with adrenaline and rage (and if he was being honest with himself, a desperate need to prove himself to his companions). He had killed a defenseless opponent. He had also, it occurred to him, squandered a potentially valuable resource. There were no humanoid bodies with the horses, so they had presumably been taken and would need to be rescued. But Pardo had no idea where the presumptive captives might be.
Pardo took another look at the distraught Tiefling warlock. Well, that's really more Priest's bailiwick anyway ...