Eclipsa - A Savage Worlds Adventure

[hobbit-feet]

As the goblins burst through the door of the Inn, Fisc's gusto rose. He swelled with a feeling of alarm, coupled with a sense of duty. 'It's time to prove my worth' he thought to himself. Just then, the halfling Moxy brushed up aside him and proceeded to impale one of the approaching goblins in the face with a throwing knife.

A violent sound echoes around the bar, as the man he heard people calling Pel casts a shocking blow to the foes in front of him. Spotting his chance to engage, Fisc sprints to one of the goblins. Drawing his sword in the approach, he lands a killing blow across the chest of the horrible wretch. "You little prick!" The emboldened worrior shouts, as the sword leaves the goblins body and sprays blood across the floorboards.

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Attack Roll
(1d8)[4](4)
(1d6)[5](5)

Damage Roll
(1d8)[5](5)
(1d6)[2](2)

[Tiran Irathorn]

Tiran dashed behind the cover of the bar.

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movement to N12

One there he knocked an arrow to his bow before letting it fly towards the goblins....

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total shooting roll 16. Directed to goblin 7

The arrow flew straight and true....

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damage - (2d8)[6][7](13)

After the sorcerer had frozen it in place the goblin was an easy target. The arrow embedded itself in the goblin's throat. The goblin itself fell against the wall before falling to the ground dead.

Looking around at the battle, something did not seem right to Tiran. He called to the others,

"Be careful. Goblins normally travel in much bigger groups than this. We may need to be wary of a second attack".

With that Tiran drew another arrow, ready to strike again

[Hatt Mawkins]

Hatt lashes out towards the two goblins in front of him with a backswing, the first goblin ducks under the head of his flail, the second jumps back beyond it's reach before closing in once more.

Hatt doesn't like this, they are too small and too fast, Hatt doesn't like it!

Upon hearing an unknown voice calling a warning behind him, Hatt glances back to his old friend, he might struggle to hit these puny, gnashing creatures but he would keep his friend safe. He steps back towards Pelengil, raising the shaft of his flail in front of him, barring the path and daring the goblins to try and pass him.

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Sweep (all attacks at -2)

Attack Vs goblin 4:
(1d8)[3](3)
Wild:
(1d6)[4](4)

Attack Vs goblin 8:
(1d8)[5](5)
Wild:
(1d6)[4](4)


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Sweep (all attacks at -2)

Attack Vs goblin 4:
(1d8)[2](2)
Wild:
(1d6)[4](4)

Attack Vs goblin 8:
(1d8)[3](3)
Wild:
(1d6)[3](3)

MOVE: E8 to F7 - 6'

[Deedeeminotaur]

The goblins have realised that this fight wasn't going to be the usual, easy, 'plunder whilst the villagers hide' routine they had been accustomed to, but their desire for stealing still outweighed their cowardice and they prepare themselves to continue into the fray. Four more goblins who were nearby in the village have spotted their friends aren't all dead yet and have decided to join in with the greater numbers.

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Ace of spades - Nick
King of spades - Ed
Queen of hearts - Zach
Jack of spades - Kate
9 of spades - George
9 of diamonds - Goblins
6 of clubs - Declan

Nick, your turn is next.

[nickht]

Pelengil, spotting the opportunity that Hatt has afforded him, runs to the right of the big man. He stops, sets himself for a second, and proceeds to unleash a mighty blast of focussed light. "Nnnnnnggggaaaahhhhh" he screams, as he directs the beam into the goblins troubling Hatt...

The room goes white... A high pitched noise gets steadily louder until it becomes piercing and the room around Pelengil becomes visible again... SMASH! He's back in the room, the fight raging around him.

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Movement: K5 to H8

Sunlight Rage spellcasting roll (-1 penalty):
(1d10)[8](8)

Wild die roll (-1 penalty):
(1d6)[6](6)

Goblin 8 agility roll:
(1d6)[5](5)

Goblin 4 agility roll:
(1d6)[5](5)

Sunlight Rage damage roll:
(2d10)[1][4](5)

Wild die roll:
(1d6)[6](6)

[Tiran Irathorn]

Tiran surveyed the battle in front of him. The one-eyed man dealt a killing blow to the goblin in front of him, but there was another not far away. Even though the goblin seemed to be blinded by the strange magic wielded by the Rakahsa, there was no telling how long this would last.

Standing still for a moment, the bow that Tiran held began to glow. Lines of blue fire traced their way along its length. Tiran lined up a shot. Releasing the arrow it flew towards the goblin, straight through its heart. Another goblin lay dead.

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Shooting roll:

(1d6)[4](4) (+2 aim due to magic edge)

Damage roll:

(2d8)[8][1](9)

[Lliryn]

Moxy spied her dagger in a puddle with the cloth next to one of the slain goblins. Darting forward, she snatched it up and backed away from the door, an eye on the goblins still in the room, cautious of the archer's warning.

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Run roll: (1d6)[3](3)

Move to F10, then to H11

[Pascal]

As Pascal watched the Goblin writhe on the floor, he suddenly felt guilt wash over him, he looked around and saw the carnage ensuing around him, battle was not in his nature, he looked back at the Goblin squirming on the floor clutching at his eyes "Poor little bastard..." he turned and shouted towards Tiran who was nearby "Bowman! come to me if you need any healing after the battle" Pascal scuppered off to the back of the room.

[Deedeeminotaur]

"Dere in 'ere boys". The nasal plea for help is accompanied by an arrow launched at Pelengil which strikes the elderly wizard in the shoulder. The shot is rushed and glances him, although the power from the arrow sends the frail man reeling. Another goblin rushes to Hatt and a clumsy strike from the Goblin's sword is effortlessly parried by the big half-ogre. Meanwhile, the other Goblins crowd the door in a senseless rush to get into the scrap. Upon entering the room, the goblins seem a little more cautious. A combination of cowardice and crude arithmetic prowess force the goblins to pause for a beat whilst they assess if they still outnumber their attackers.

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I rolled these with real dice as it would take like 15 forum posts in a big battle.

Goblin 8 attacks Pelengil
Goblin 8 shooting roll (d6 - no penalty for short range) = 5
Goblin 8 damage roll (2d6) = 8 (a success - shaken)
Goblin 8 moves to C7 (2")

Goblin 4 moves to G6 (4 ^1/2")
Goblin 4 attacks Hatt
Goblin 4 fighting roll (d6) = 2

Goblin 1 is shaken
Goblin 1 spirit roll to remove 'shaken' (d6) = 4
Goblin 1 moves to F9 (6")

Goblin 2 moves to E9 (4 ^1/2")

Goblin 9 moves to C9 (6")

Goblin 10 moves to B9 (6")

Goblin 11 moves to B8 (5")

Goblin 12 moves to A9 (6")

Pelengil is 'shaken'! Nick, on your next turn, you need to roll your spirit (d8 + wild die) and on a success or raise you may act normally. If you fail, you can move up to half your pace and nothing else. You can spend a benny to automatically remove 'shaken'.

[nickht]

"Sheeeesh," Pelengil grimaced as he inhaled sharply. Without looking, he touched his shoulder... it was merely a flesh wound!

As he got back to his feet, he looked up to see the back of a big, oily ****er engaged with Hatt... Stepping backwards, Pelengil prepared himself for another blast of Sunlight Rage. "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" he screamed as the beam made a perfect connection this time.

The goblin's death knell had been sounded, oddly reminiscent of a guttural yet howling scream.

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G5 to G4
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Spirit roll (to check if still shaken):
(1d8)[4](4)

Wild roll:
(1d6)[5](5)
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Sunlight Rage spellcasting roll (-1 penalty):
(1d10)[9](9)

Wild die roll (-1 penalty):
(1d6)[2](2)
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Goblin 4 agility roll:
(1d6)[2](2)
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Sunlight Rage damage roll:
(2d10)[7][3](10)

[Pascal]

Pascal sent a prayer to his god Vitus, he hoped his new best friends would win the battle.

[Tiran Irathorn]

After watching a goblin wound the old man, Tiran could feel his rage building. Knocking another arrow he fired it at the goblin which managed to get the lucky shot off. The arrow knocked the goblin straight off its feet knocking it to the ground. It looked wounded, but it was still breathing

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Shooting at goblin 8

Wild die

(1D6)[5]

Damage roll*

(2d8)[8][4](12)

[Hatt Mawkins]

Seeing the goblin hit the ground Hatt seized the opportunity, he rushed forward and brought his flail down in a high arc, the flail hit the goblin with a dull, wet thud - as the heavy, studded head caved in the goblins chest Hatt realised the goblin had already been dead.
Hatt growled at the wretched creature before glancing behind himself.
"Sir Cat-man! It's very rude to leave a fight once it's started." Called Hatt over his shoulder.
"If nort else at least throw something!" He grumbled.

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Move: F7 to D7 - 2"
Attack Vs goblin 8

(1d8)[1](1)
Wild
(1d6)[2](2)

[Deedeeminotaur]

As one goblin expires from his wounds with a pathetic squeal, the others nearby hesitate just for a moment and look visibly uncertain. The bravest of the remaining goblins throws himself forward at Moxy and his sudden bravado pays off as he lands a dangerous blow with his shortsword across her midriff; the halfling is sent reeling by the savage attack. The other goblins find some courage and surge forward with their shortswords, relentlessly swinging at the nearby Fisc and Hatt. The first goblin's attack appears to be a fluke though, as the remaining goblins' attacks are easily parried and dodged by the two experienced fighters.

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Zach, your 12 damage should have easily shaken then slain goblin 8 as you rolled a raise above his toughness. I let him expire from his wounds.

Goblin 1 moves to H10 = 2+1/2"
Goblin 1 attacks Moxy
Goblin 1 fighting roll = 10 (6a+4 - hit)
Goblin 1 damage roll = 10 (6a+1+3 - shaken and a wound)

Goblin 2 moves to F10 = 1+1/2"
Goblin 2 attacks Fisc
Goblin 2 fighting roll = 2 (miss)

Goblin 9 moves to E11 = 3"
Goblin 9 attacks Fisc
Goblin 9 fighting roll = 4 (3+1 gangup bonus - miss)

Goblin 10 moves to E7 = 4"
Goblin 10 attacks Hatt
Goblin 10 attack roll = 2 (miss)

Goblin 11 moves to E8 = 4"

Goblin 12 moves to D8 = 3+1/2"
Goblin 12 attacks Hatt
Goblin 12 fighting roll = 5 (4+1 gangup bonus - miss)

[hobbit-feet]

Feeling the heat of the surrounding goblins Fisc turns to the slithering little green turd to the left of him and aggressively lashes out with his blade. Landing a hit to it but losing his footing simultaneously he fails to make a killing blow.

'If only i hadn't had quite so many ales' he thought to himself. He turns back to his newfound comrades "Alright lets pissing 'ave 'em then!". Hoping he would inspire some more gusto among them.

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Attacking Goblin 2
(1d8)[7](7)
(1d6)[1](1)

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Attack Damage:

(1d8)[3](3)
(1d6)[2](2)

[Lliryn]

Reeling from the goblin's attack, Moxy regains her balance. She lashes out ineffectively with her daggers and backs away, clutching at the wound left by the goblin's shortsword.

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Spirit roll to recover shaken:
(1d6)[2](2)
(1d6)[5](5)

Fighting roll with modifiers - failed against goblin's parry:
(2d10)[2][2](4)
(2d6)[1][4](5)

Move H11 to M10

[Pascal]

Pascal rushed over to the rude, wounded Halfling, he didn't like her but he had to help, "HEALING BOMB HEEEEEEE YAAAAA!" the blast healed Moxy. Pascal then turned his head towards the battle by the front door, "Don't kill them if you don't have to, they could still be turned into friends!".

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(1d8)[5](5)

[roll1]

HEALING BOMB MOTHER ****ERS
(1d8)[5](5)

RAISE **** WANK PISS PISS

[hobbit-feet]

Fisc notices a small crowd of disgusting little goblins gathered around him. Feeling the aggression he takes another swing at the stumbling one to his left. "AAAARRRGH! Just die... DIE!" In his still drunken haze he swings for the squirming loathsome scum, and misses entirely. Fisc felt emasculated and embarrassed, but prepped himself for another attack.

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(1d8)[2](2)
(1d6)[2](2)

[Hatt Mawkins]

Hatt panics, now surrounded by goblins and cut off from his allies, most importantly Pelengil.
Hatt swings his flail with all his might, casting it in a wide arc, if nothing else just trying to create some space between himself and the gibbering fiends.
The first two goblins managed to jump back out of the way of the deadly sweep, the third did not, the heavy flail head crashing into it's torso with a sickening thud, knocking it to the ground, it twitched for a moment then stilled, it's ribcage crushed, ribs sticking out through the skin, it's blood seeping out onto the floor of the tavern.
Hatt grunts in approval before bringing his flail up in front of him, ready to defend.

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Sweep attack Vs 10, 11 and 12
(All results at -2 for sweeping)

Vs 10:
Attack - (1d8)[8](8) ACE (1d8)[7](7) = 8+7-2 = 13
Wild - (1d6)[2](2)

Vs 11:
Attack - (1d8)[4](4)
Wild - (1d6)[1](1)

Vs 12:
Attack - (1d8)[3](3)
Wild - (1d6)[4](4)

Damage vs 10:
(1d6)[4](4)
(1d10)[5](5)
Raise from attack: (1d8)[4](4)
Second raise from attack: (1d8)[2](2)
= 4+5+4+2 = 15 goblin 10 dead

[Lliryn]

Moxy nods gratefully to the cat man and draws a dagger. Taking a step forward she takes careful aim at the nearest goblin. The creature stumbles as the blade punches through it's grubby clothing.

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Move to K10

Throwing:
(1d8)[4](4)

Wild die:
(1d6)[4](4)

Dagger damage vs. Goblin 1:
(2d4)[2][3](5)

[Tiran Irathorn]

Taking aim at another goblin, Tiran let another arrow loose. Silently, the goblin dropped dead.

Tiran looked around at the goblin corpses and those still fighting. When will this nightmare end?, he wondered.

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shooting at Goblin 1

wild die
(1d6)[6](6)
Wild die ace roll
(1d6)[2](2)

damage
(2d8)[8][7](15)

[Deedeeminotaur]

The goblins, now realising they are outnumbered and outmatched, decide that fleeing for their lives is the better option rather than continue to engage the skillful fighters. Whilst one goblin flees out of the door an into the night, the other three make an amateur mistake and turn their backs on their opponents ready to escape...

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Goblin group roll for fear (spirit) = 2 (fail)

Goblins flee

Goblins 2 and 9 attempt to move away eliciting a free attack on each from Eddard.

Goblin 12 attempts to move away eliciting a free attack from Hatt.

Goblin 11 uses the run action and gets a 6. Goblin 11 runs off the map at a8 (6").

[Hatt Mawkins]

Hatt makes a clumsy swing at the retreating goblin but the wretched creature was too quick for him, he hit nothing but air.

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Attack of opportunity on goblin 12:
(1d8)[3](3)
(1d6)[3](3) - wild

[Deedeeminotaur]

The snivelling goblin shrieks as it flees in terror from the merciless half-ogre. This was the worthless creature's lucky day.

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The goblin escapes off of the map at a9 (4 ^1/2")

[Deedeeminotaur]

Eddard swings his blade at one of the two fleeing goblins, cutting the defenseless beast down easily. The goblin dies without a sound. His second blow glances off the shoulders of the other fleeing goblin who scurries out of the pub, whimpering all the way. The goblins are all dead or routed and the party can breathe after this brief encounter. Tomos, the landlord, pokes his head round the door to the back room and cautiously looks around.

"Is it safe to come out, friends?"

[Hatt Mawkins]

Seeing the final, pitiful goblins scurry out of the inn Hatt dropped his flail to the floor with a clatter. Reaching up and rubbing his face with his hands he took a deep breath before turning and fixing the innkeeper with a contemptuous look.
Weak. Hatt thought to himself.
Hatt moved to the door, kicking limp goblin corpses aside with a booted foot, he upturned the remaining table there and shoved it to better block the doorway.
"You alright Pel?" Hatt asked, looking to his old friend.

[Lliryn]

Moxy retrieved her dagger from beside the body of the dead goblin, giving the dirty creature a prod with her toe. Although she would have preferred to avoid a fight she was grateful to the other adventurers for their help - her own attempts at combat had been embarrassingly poor. She wiped the dagger on the goblin's rags and stored it with the others.

[Pascal]

Pascal walked gingerly over to one of the dying goblins, "You poor young goblin boy" Pascal sent a prayer to Vitus in hopes that the goblins suffering came to an end soon.

Pascal glanced over towards Tomos and smiled a cheeky grin "Bring your people out Tomos me and my new best friends have protected your Tavern". Pascal turned towards the ranger Tiran "Ranger, lets have an Ale, I have a story to tell you, one that will bring a smile to even your grim and sullen looking face, in fact why don't you ALL YOU HEROES come over and listen, I promise it is a tale worth hearing.".

[Deedeeminotaur]

One by one, the townspeople cautiously emerge from the backroom. Tomos approaches Pascal looking tiredly relieved.

"The drinks are on me, your valiant crew have done us a great service. We were very fortunate that a roving band of adventurers was in our little pub tonight."

The villagers, plagued by goblin attacks for countless years don't know how to react. Some silently sit contemplating their lives now. Some celebrate raucously and start to bring about the atmosphere from before the attack. Many of the locals make their way over to the heroes of the hour in country-bumpkin awe.

[Tiran Irathorn]

While pleased to have helped the towns folk, Tiran knew that the small band of goblins was not the reason Lukos had brought him here. However, the thought of a free ale was appealing to him and soon thoughts and questions about Lukos drifted from Tiran's mind. Although he did not like to admit it to himself he was also intrigued by the promises of the cat-man. Looking to Tomos, Tiran shouted, "Inn keep, prepare me an ale". He then went to collect his arrows from the corpses of the goblins.

Once this had been done he walked to the bar and stood next to the cat-man. Clapping him on the back Tiran introduced himself.

"Well met, my friend. My name is Tiran. Come, share a drink with me. I would like to hear more of your story..."