Post by Wicksy on Mar 3, 2008 18:56:22 GMT -5
Gwen and Lokmar
Lokmar moves, casts his spell and rages putting himslef between the defenseless half-elf and the hobgoblins. Del backs off (move only). The Hobgoblins advance. The lead hobgoblin scurries over and lashes out at Lokmar with a rusted and notched longsword...
[dice=20]+5 = AC 7
His attack is clumsy and easily deflected aside by your weapon. Another hobgoblin runs over to Lokmar to press home the attack next round. The last Hobgoblin runs toward Gwen brandishing a large battle axe. This unfortuantely puts Gwen off his stride and the shot flies wide. The Hobgoblins sneers in retaliation hungering to use his axe.
{its safe to say he'll charge next round so Gwen should prep melee combat actions}
Initiative: Lok Mar, Del, Hobgoblins, Gwen
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D - Del
G - Gwen
L - Lok-Mar
H - Hobgoblins
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Kaz, Grimm and Saranac
Heading towards the keep, you soon converge at the gates and relay your information to each other as you wait for the guards to reply to your request to see captain Elmo. After a few minutes a side door swings open and a middle aged man dressed in scuffed leather armour and green pants walks out. A longsword and short sword dangle casually from his belt. He munches on a hunk of of bread as he looks you all up and down. He chews for a few more seconds, swallows and speaks "You're the strangers that arrived last night. Been asking around town eh?"
He smiles and laughs "We're a small community. Little escapes my ears around here. Yes, we had a lot of trouble years back but all seems ok. I head off to the moathouse every month or so to check, and other than the odd ghoul, theres nothin gof interest. Activity has stepped up a bit in recent months but nothing overly serious. We get the odd Hobgoblin attack but nothing we cant handle. What have you heard? I'm always interested in peoples opinions and sightings"
He motions at the guard in the gatehouse who turns a crank opening the gate. He beckons you inside. The inner grounds are a hive of activity with militia training everywhere. Comabt drills and exercises go on as you pick your way through to a small outbuilding that serves as the captain's offices.
Biggle heads back to the Welcome Wench to enjoy a spot of lunch {waiting for party return}[rand=078043069060493633638947354410359605330058973132419227719028479773]
Lokmar moves, casts his spell and rages putting himslef between the defenseless half-elf and the hobgoblins. Del backs off (move only). The Hobgoblins advance. The lead hobgoblin scurries over and lashes out at Lokmar with a rusted and notched longsword...
[dice=20]+5 = AC 7
His attack is clumsy and easily deflected aside by your weapon. Another hobgoblin runs over to Lokmar to press home the attack next round. The last Hobgoblin runs toward Gwen brandishing a large battle axe. This unfortuantely puts Gwen off his stride and the shot flies wide. The Hobgoblins sneers in retaliation hungering to use his axe.
{its safe to say he'll charge next round so Gwen should prep melee combat actions}
Initiative: Lok Mar, Del, Hobgoblins, Gwen
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D - Del
G - Gwen
L - Lok-Mar
H - Hobgoblins
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Kaz, Grimm and Saranac
Heading towards the keep, you soon converge at the gates and relay your information to each other as you wait for the guards to reply to your request to see captain Elmo. After a few minutes a side door swings open and a middle aged man dressed in scuffed leather armour and green pants walks out. A longsword and short sword dangle casually from his belt. He munches on a hunk of of bread as he looks you all up and down. He chews for a few more seconds, swallows and speaks "You're the strangers that arrived last night. Been asking around town eh?"
He smiles and laughs "We're a small community. Little escapes my ears around here. Yes, we had a lot of trouble years back but all seems ok. I head off to the moathouse every month or so to check, and other than the odd ghoul, theres nothin gof interest. Activity has stepped up a bit in recent months but nothing overly serious. We get the odd Hobgoblin attack but nothing we cant handle. What have you heard? I'm always interested in peoples opinions and sightings"
He motions at the guard in the gatehouse who turns a crank opening the gate. He beckons you inside. The inner grounds are a hive of activity with militia training everywhere. Comabt drills and exercises go on as you pick your way through to a small outbuilding that serves as the captain's offices.
Biggle heads back to the Welcome Wench to enjoy a spot of lunch {waiting for party return}[rand=078043069060493633638947354410359605330058973132419227719028479773]