The witchfire trilogy

[Inhuman Bot]

(allright, this is my first time DMing online, so wish me luck. /nervous)

You've been hired by the Merchant's guild in Felling to guard a caravan on the treachorous route to Corvis. The journey takes more then two weeks, and passes through rocky passes, and swampy lowlands. For your services, you are being paid 25 each at the end of your journey.

After chasing the rising sun for many days, the ordeal is near an end. Corvis is only a half a day's ride away, though the widower's wood. The trip has been without incident so far.

"Easy money, aye?" shouts Gunner Wadock, the caravan's leader, from his position on the front wagon. "If only all my trips 'twixt Fellig and Corvis were so painless"

The caravan consits of five wagons, with four pack horses bringing up the rear. Gunner sits atop the lead wagon with his driver, a sour, quiet human called Viggo. The other four wagons have one driver. The pack horses are tied to the last wagons.

One of you are on each of the other wagons, and so far, the drive is looking like it will end peacefully.

[DarkNewton]

Oknot, Rides in the rearmost wagon, the large Ogrun doesn't hear too much of Gunner's comments from the front of the train. This could be due to the clatter and noise of each of the wagons, their drivers.. or most likely due to the fact that he is singing, badly a travelling song in Molgur. 'Er eyes were like the darkness that filled deh Sky. Her tusks where gleaming like the moun-ain's of Rhuul.. Her bust was as..' he trails off briefly, as he continually scans the horizon, prehaps caught sight of a bird. Aftr a moment he finishes off the verse '.. an der sis'ter was just as sweet tooo' before continuing onto another

[Leon]

Eckert sits quietly alongside the second driver, nodding to Gunners words.
As much as following the pilgrims path is a honored position, i do feel much better with in the comfort of a cloister he mentions to the driver.

He thinks of his brethren back in Caspia and how far he is now away from them, and wonders what they are upto, another few months and he would be back with them. Although he was eager to see if anything Asc. Angellia be praised that he could pick up some lore about the history of the "City of Ghosts" and did it indeed have a darker side.

[Inhuman Bot]

Things are going well, and it appears that the trip will pass by without incidant, until spear shoot from the ground and slaughter the lead horse.

At the same time, a dozen swamp gobbers emerge from the surrouding areas, and fling darts at the caravaners. In the confusion, a few are attempting to steal the chests the caravan is transporting.

(Map to come soon, roll initative)

[Leon]

(1d20+2)[10]

What was that!

[Qualia]

Bastian Scarrow

(1d20+5)[12]

Bastian turns his head from his position atop the middle wagon, where he had been laying down and attempting to catch some sleep.

[DarkNewton]

(1d20+2)[20]
'Bloody 'ell, AMBUSH!' the big Ogrun bellows from the back of the wagon train as darts wiz past. Briefly eyeing one of the darts he mutters, 'didn't think me' singin was that bad..' before reaching for his warcleaver.

[Inhuman Bot]

(Can't.... use.. mapping... thread... dieing... *wheeze*
I'll be using an approximation on distances for the moment)

There are 3 swamp gobbers in front of the lead wagon, with a fifith one holding a strange device that is emitting fog.

4 gobbers are to the left of Bastain's wagon, which is the left most.

4 more are to the right of (DarkNewton, I don't recall your charcter's name), the rightmost wagon. The two other wagons are not currently being attacked.

All the gobbers are 20 feet away from their targets.

The initative order is:

Darknewton
The Rightmost group
The Leftmost group
Qualia
Leon
The lead group

[DarkNewton]

Oknot lets out a howl as he hops down from the wagon, spinning his rediculiously large weapon in a quick circle over his head, he strikes out with a long thrust towards the neaarest gobber.

OOC: the forward movement is just the basic 5 feet, which should put the gobbers within his 15' melee range. Go Go gadget warcleaver! Also as we roll attacks do you want us to also roll potential damage rolls at the same time?

Attack roll: (1d20+3)[23]

Edit: Oops that should have been a +4 bonus not a +3 forgot to put my BaB on my sheet

Also if needed:
Damage: [roll]2d8+4[/roll] Crits at x3

[DarkNewton]

Rolls

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Critcheck (1d20+4)[10]
Damage: (2d8+4)[12]

[Inhuman Bot]

Ah, right, here's the shiny new OoC thread!
http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showt...53#post5735553

[Inhuman Bot]

The rightmost group of gobbers hurl their darts, but to no avail.

The left group edges closer, but with a total of 1 damage, the darts are nearly as innefective.

(Oh, the left group was aiming at Bastian)

[Qualia]

Bastian

The Thurian rolls from his perch, attempting to find some cover behind the wagon cargo, as he pulls out the dart out of his arm and sniffs it to ensure it wasn't poisoned. He pockets the dart and pulls out a small vial, then chances a quick look to see if the bandits are closing.

Almost in range he thinks.

[Leon]

Eckert feels around behind him trying to find his crossbow, it must have slipped further down...

Ah, i had hoped id not need to use this

readying his crossbow Eckert awaits a target of opportunity

[Inhuman Bot]

In the lead group, the gobber's fog machine sputters out a little more cover, before going silent.

In their cover, the gobbers rush towards the lead wagon, and will soon be able to steal some of it's cargo.

The left and right groups are 10ft away from their respective wagons.
The lead group is 5ft away.

The caravaners don't act, hoping that you will prove effective.

[DarkNewton]

Without pause, Oknot presses his attack, using the reach of his weapon to attack the nearest gobber, his focus squarely fixed on the small group heading directly towards him.

attack - (1d20+4)[17]
damage - (2d8+4)[12]
critchk - (1d20+4)[23]

[Qualia]

Bastian

Scarrow chances another look, and smiles as he notices that the Gobbers have come within range. He lifts the vial of acid to his lips, kisses it for luck then stands and spins, hurling the deadly cargo towards his attackers before ducking down again.

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Attack (1d20+3)[14]
Damage (1d6)[5]

[Leon]

Eckert takes aim at a approaching gobber and looses a bolt at it.

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(1d20+2)[8]
(1d8)[5]

[Inhuman Bot]

(sorry for the irregular updates. I was sure I had posted an update... maybe I had absent-mindly clicked on the wrong thread)

Oknot: Swinging your weapon, you brutally cleave a goblin in two, and the others dash off in terror.

Bastian: Your luck shows through, as you score a hit on the lead gobber. The acid does it's work, and he collapses, though the others dash forward.

Eckert: Firing your crossbow, the gobber's small size allows it to avoid your shot, and the group retaliates for 3 damage.

The group in front of Bastian are at the base of the wagon, and are trying to steal a crate.

The group near Eckert doesn't advance, hoping to stop him before they go further.

(I'am not going to bother with a map for this encounter, but the next encounter will have one)

[DarkNewton]

"Thas righ yah lil buggers' yah picked the wrong wagons t'day!" Oknot screams towards the retreating gobbers.

Snorting the Big Ogrun turns his attention now towards the other groups of gobbers raiding the party. headding towards the neaer group and lashing out again with his warcleaver.

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attack - (1d20+4)[7]
damage - (2d8+4)[12]
critchk - (1d20+4)[7]

[Inhuman Bot]

(once more sorry for the near-dead rate of posting...)

Heading towards the group attacking Eckart, Oknot swings and misses the gobbers, who also miss with their attacks.

The other group lifts up a crate and tries to hurry back into cover.

[Inhuman Bot]

A few things: Is the title messed up for anyone else?

I decided to leave the greatcoats as is.

I'm busy with school, but I can confirm updates will happen ever 2 days.

[DarkNewton]

A few things: Is the title messed up for anyone else?

I decided to leave the greatcoats as is.

I'm busy with school, but I can confirm updates will happen ever 2 days.

OOC: Yep title is messed up, has been since the last time the forums got shutoff due to new comics. Also generally I can post daily.

[Leon]

OOC: Ok ty np

IC:

Eckert reels slightly feeling the thuds of several darts hit him, but realizes that he was whole, feverishly reloading his crossbow and letting loose at his diminutive attackers

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(1d20+2)[5]
(1d8)[7]

Oh, i was never good with this ting on a stationary target, let alone a small moving one

[Inhuman Bot]

The group near Eckart runs out of darts, and stands unsure for a moment, before moving towards the crate, as Eckart misses them with his crossbow.

The other group is nearing cover, and Gunner yells "Let 'em have it! It's not worth chasing them for that!"

[Qualia]

Bastien

Scarrow snatches a glance at the retreating Gobber's, then looks back at Gunner. He continues to grip his dagger, his knuckles white with effort.

"Do we have a spare horse, or do we need to ditch the lead wagon?"

[DarkNewton]

Oknot continues to press the attack forward towards the closest group, roaring "'lil green snots, if I get me hands on onnyahs an I'm gonna rip yahs in two an beat yer friends wit dah pieces!" twice as lous as whenhe was singing badly from the back of the train, the bulky Ogrun makes sure the gobbers know they're in for a fight. "You pick'd the wrrrooong train today"

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attack - (1d20+4)[14]
damage - (2d8+4)[15]
critchk - (1d20+4)[11]

[Inhuman Bot]

Gunner turns to Bastian "We don't have any extra horses, but if you want to chase them, we can unhook a horse"

Oknot: Roaring, you impale one gobber, then turn quickly and use the corpse to crush a second gobber, and finally bring your weapon down on the last one.

(Wanting to finish this encounter? What's makes you say that? )

[Inhuman Bot]

*bump*

Qualia, Leon, it's your turns.

[Leon]

i i have no worries on letting them go if yiur happy with the small loss, i'd rather not splodge off into a unknown swampland in pursuit of those cunning lil devils