Moff strolls casually through the market picking up 2 slings, a bag of ball bearings (bag of 1,000), Caltrops (bag of 20), a lamp, 2 bells and 10 Iron Spikes.

Epilektus follows but purchases nothing at this stage merely browsing the wares.

Moff licks his finger, sticks it in the air, and picks a direction seemingly at random. 

20

After a few hours march, Looming out of the forest, you see walls of iron, ringed with turrets. Inside you see a keep, jutting up from the ground. The keep seems abandoned to you.








OOC
Wow, that's gotta be a good omen

38

Ok, I accidently had it add the results of 3 d 20, lol here's the actual roll
4
10
3

perception roll

17

18

As we're crouched in the woods observing the Iron structure you notice something isn't right about the scrub brush we're hiding in. You manage to spot that the dead shrubs surrounding us are actually 4 Twig blights!
You'll take the first round of combat, as I'm still unaware of the danger

Initiative

23

I draw my short sword and prepare to fight them and move to the nearest one. At the same time I say"Moff look out"

Twig Blight Initiative
TB 1-18
TB 2-14
TB 3-6
TB 4- 14

Moffs Initiative
19 

I attack one of the twig blights with my short sword:

8

and with a massive swing I miss! and swear!

The twig blights hiss and swipe at the adventurers.
TB 1-21
TB 2-4
TB 3-6
TB 4- 16

Thanks to your warning we were able to dodge most of the blows but one manages to swipe my leg
2

Enraged, I turn back to face the one that scratched me, and scream "Time to cut the grass!" as I swing my Warhammer down with both hands.
7

The Twig Blight I was aiming at shifts slightly and I burry my hammer in the dirt.

In orcish Moff grunts, "These guys look flammable, any chance you have a torch?"

I attack the faster of the twig blights:

18

I hit him with my short sword:

6

Epilektus cleaves the twig blight into two halves and says "time to chop the firewood!"