A statue, an party and a very angry god

[AeonsShadow]

Or.... An adventure in the realms.

It has been one hundred years since anyone last ventured into the dark continent. 150 since anyone came back ALIVE. And since then, the nations have agreed that no one need to sacrifice their lives there again.


Lately though, a large amount of goblins and monster activity has been reported to the south. From random sightings to attack survivors, the reports have come in. The latest is of a group of raiders holed up near a well used caravan path, raiding nearby towns. This is where your group comes in. You have all been contracted to wipe out this band with a swift strike before their numbers grow.

As you near the walk way up, will all of you roll a spot check please?

[Cranthis]

"Allrighty me friends, lets get to it!" Mire says.

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[Bladehunter217]

Fle sighs. "I suppose we should get a move on before anything bad happens."

[BlackestOfMages]

Shieon cast his eyes around the area watchfully, looking for anything out of the ordinary. Goblin tracks, goblin remains, goblin horde... hopefully not the last one right at this moment.

"A good idea. I'd much rather see this task done swiftly than have the goblins strike once more. Lets go then"

[Crazy_Ivan]

Albert also takes a summary look around the battlefield, then stoops to look down at the ground, hoping to see tracks.

When I was a kid, I often went hunting with my pere in the bough du champlain. Although these be not the tracks of a deer, and I'm no woodsman, but if the tracks are not too worn we may be able to follow these tracks to the raider's hideout.

[AeonsShadow]

Those that rolled beneath ten see this:

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A lovely oakwood forest with a few flowers, some animals, and OH HEY A CARAVAN PATH~!

those above fourteen see in addition,:

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that the path leads up the the mountain towards what looks like a large wooden gate.

And those above fifteen also see:

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The singular goblin, not 20 feet away watching them, before breaking off and running up the path like a madman.

[Cranthis]

"Well looky there, are new friends already know we've arrived" he says with a smile, pointing out the goblin.

[Crazy_Ivan]

"darn, I was hoping to show off a little bit of what mon pere taught me...shall we be off after that goblin?"

Albert draws his hunting bow from it's scabbard "perhaps we should prevent that goblin from warning his friends"

[Bladehunter217]

Fle looks up from his occupation with the flowers and squirells.

"What goblin?"

[Crazy_Ivan]

Using his cunning knowledge of ballistics and the anatomy of a goblin, Albert draws his bow and takes a shot at the fleeing goblin, striking it in the back as it runs.

"a clean hit! lets see if this petit malian falls to that arrow"

[AeonsShadow]

"Gotta run, gottan run! Malak must warn others of RAI-" Poor little malaks words were cut short as the arrow suddenly silenced him, protruding from where his eye was only moments before. And thus ended the life of Malak, the goblin youngling.

[Crazy_Ivan]

"what did it just say? does anyone know goblin?"

[Bladehunter217]

"I can speak with the higher planes as well as the lower planes, but i do not know the language of the more monstrous creatures."

Fle pulls out his crossbow and loads it just in case more goblins show up.

[Crazy_Ivan]

Albert notches another arrow. "well then. While you were examining those lovely flowers, I happened to notice a large wooden gate further up the road. I know the local area a bit, let me see if a remember anything about forts along the caravan route."

[Cranthis]

"Put yer' weapons away and let us see if we can nae talk to them at the very least" Mire says, suggesting diplomacy. "And di'not mention that ye killed one of 'em"

[TaiLiu]

A squirrel runs past, chasing after a rolling nut. A small bird flies past, apparently busy. Flowers sway in the light breeze. Despite the death of the goblin, the world goes on as normal.

The party walks on the dirt road, arguing and bickering. Soon, you see more than a wooden gate - two tall wooden objects are right beside it, obscured by the trees.

Crazy Ivan:

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There are no known encampments within the area, though there are some accessible within a few days' march.

[Crazy_Ivan]

Albert returns his bow to its scabbard"well, there shouldn't be an encampment here. not according to this map. so my bet is that is the bandit camp. lets pick up this goblin corpse and hide it."

[BlackestOfMages]

"That would make sense. I highly doubt that we'd have been sent out here without news of a friendly settlement." Shieon said, moving over to the corpse of the goblin "anyone see a good place to hide this? I'd rather these goblins not see us as their foes unless we have no choice"

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Picking up corpes to drag places

[AeonsShadow]

(due to natural twenty)

Crazy Ivan finds a hole behind a bush, but not just ANY hole. this hole seems to have no bottom. it goes 30, 60, maybe even 100 feet down or more and just seems to fade into darkness.and it JUST happens to be JUST big enough to fit a goblins corpse.

[Bladehunter217]

Fle grumbled and lowered his crossbow, although he did not unload it and put it in his bag.

[Crazy_Ivan]

albert hefts the goblin body apon his shoulders. Well, this looks just right Albert dumbs the goblin body into the hole. Lets just hope our luck holds.

[Cranthis]

Fearless Mire O'Brien approaches the gate!

[Crazy_Ivan]

Albert follows behind him, waving a small white hankercheif.

[TaiLiu]

As you move closer toward the gate, you notice that the tall wooden structures are actually watchtowers, about twenty feet in length. A drowsy goblin looks down, notes you and moves to a nearby gong, before noticing the white cloth. He turns his back and yells to another goblin behind the gate. You wait, anticipating the results of your diplomatic entrance.

[Bladehunter217]

Fle suddenly smiles at the rest of the party and speaks just loud enough to be heard.
"Hey, any of you guys speak abyssal or infernal? I have a clever idea."

[AeonsShadow]

The goblins upon seeing you jump up, panicked yet curious as they each hit their gongs in unison, two times, pause, then one time. They repeated this two more times as the gate opened, and five goblins, two with spears, one with a short sword, and 2 with maces, came out, glaring at them. The one in the middle with the sword grunted out in crude common, "STATE YOUR BUSINESS OR DIE!"

[Cranthis]

"We merely wish to converse with your leaders, in order to ascertain the intentions of you and your people locating yourselves here"

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Diplomacy for them to take us to their leaders
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[AeonsShadow]

All he understood was "Leaders", "intentions" and "Locate" but with this he gets the gist.

"Drop weapons. Or we kill you where stand!" He says as they all raise their weapons, waiting for their would be Ambassadors to follow the order.

[Bladehunter217]

Fle spoke quietly in Abyssal, purposely choosing a language they probably did not know, glaring at the goblin, "You insignificant creature asks us to drop our weapons, I'll call down a Balor to stick you to a poll. After I have a Vrock eat you're insides, I might tell them to kill you." He used the common words for Balor, Vrock and insides, hoping the goblin would at least understand that he was in a foul mood.

[AeonsShadow]

"BALOR~?! DESTROY THEM!" The goblin yells as they charge.

BATTLE ORDER

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Goblins(bows)x2
Shieon
Francois
Mace goblinsx2
shortsword goblin
Mire
Fle
Spear goblins X2