"Gorna."  says Bulldust.  "In da old humie church.  But what about you, Shroomzie?  Deres gobbos in Gorna an in Jurzie's woods, or is dere some ovver place yer wanna go?"

Hearing Bully's suggestion, Jurz pipes up, "We's gots to take de ovver gobbos somewhere first.  I know deres Gobbo's by der Chrystalmist Mountains.
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"Dat'd be gud, woodenit ?" Dregz suggests to Furyuz, inordinately proud of himself for having reassembled the Magic Stick correctly.  "Now der slaves ises free, we'se have ter takes dem tah der safes places so dat dey don' ged kilt or slaved all ovver agen."

"Mights takes der few tripses," he notes.

The little goblin makes a mental note to be sure to take the next artifact to a similar cave (or indeed back to this one, now there's not many orcs to worry about) in order to destroy it.

"Den wese goes tah Gorna tah makes uz stronger ... and den wese goes killz der Elfses!"

"Yeahhhh!"  Bulldust's eyes light up. "Den we kill da elfs!"

Minmorc is happy to wait while Jurz and Dregz relocate goblins and is very keen to head to Gorna. He will spend some time sharpening various weapons and artistically smearing on blood to make himself presentable for the Queens court.

Raven squawks in agitation when Minmorc seems to be suggesting he will stay behind while Jurz and Dregz magic the goblins away with the Black Mace.

"No, no, nobody goes unless we all goes! I think Forya said we can all goes if we all crowd in really, really close around the Black Mace. The problem is how to get outa this cave without we gets mobbed by the orcses. Forya can't jump us outa this cave. We needs to be outside then Dregzie can jumps us to anywhere he can thinks of."

Jurz grins,  "Wells.  Dere is anovver one of dose big fiery balls, an dere is some more lightnings.  Dat should worries dem a bit.  And den dere is  de Jurz Bear dat can help out der bigs."  Then he looks across at Min to see is that is the way he wants to do it, or whether he intends to try and form a nuffle ball team up here in the wilds.

Minmorc has a blank look on his face when the others express concern, he hadn't thought all the logistics through, very happy to leave the cunning to the goblins. Scratching his head he'll say "Well... der Orks went out der big tunnel so team ardanuff an team gobbo go over der cool bridge gate an sit on a ledge an Dregz an mr Forya go pops and drop off Gobbos an go pops an come back an den we go pops an we in der temple place in Gorna. Now dat I seen dese orks dey too weak fer Nuffle. If yer wanna go kills dem I'll help but dey weak so I'd rather goes av a nap."

"Wese needs ter form der pyram ... der pyro ... der big pointy ting wid der bigguns belows and der littluns on der top," Dregz surmizes.

"Den wese all gives der big cheer an' off wese goes !"

Clearing the orcs out the way sounds like fun, though bypassing them entirely would take less effort ... and there's a small nagging doubt in his little goblin brain regarding the wisdom of loosing big balls of fire in the narrow confines of a tunnel.

"Ise needs ter ava read of der Holy Book," the priest decides, divine inspiration by far a better option than relying on mere logical consideration.

"We can go back ter da ledge where Wolfie was."  Bulldust gives his opinion of where to stage the pyramid-stacked lift off.  "Moffa said de orc younguns were out dere, but we can ask em ter stay outa de way while we go up to da top ov da cliff wiv de gobbos - taking turns with Dregzie using his Furyz Stick Fing."

"Or, we's can gets some helps ter scare de orcses!" Moffdust grins. She goes down into the hall and summons a large dog, with a smooth black coat and a mouth full of sharp teeth. She gives it a scratch behind the ears (which she can actually reach) and tells it "Youse a scary doggies! Yes youse is. So youse can goes down de tunnels an scares all de orcses!" She points towards the main tunnel entrance and howls "Aaaarrrrooooooooo!"

"Dat would make it easier if da orcs ran away." Bulldust watches to see what the black dog does.

As Moffa's shadow mastiff trots toward the eastern end of the main cavern, it is confronted by two of the senior orc warriors at the tunnel mouth. The shadow mastiff slows as it approaches then bays with a blood-curdling howl.

The orc in the slightly less impressive armour (o4) immediately panics and runs away down the tunnel but the other orc curses profanely, raises his greataxe and attacks the shadow mastiff.

OOC: Everyone within 300 feet must make a DC15 Will save or become panicked. This cavern is only 125 feet long, so start rolling!

wats woz dat? Jurz says, looking worried.

Jurz failed.  Spectacularly.

"Mmmmoooofffffaaaaaaaaa!"  Bulldust wails as he runs into the treasure room and slams the door.

OOC: also failed

Minmorc isn't as fast to react as Bully. Running after him in panic he yells "Bully - don't you close that door, DON'T YOU CLOSE THAT DOOR!" He'll hammer on it for a second and then try to force it open.

It was a strong wooden door. Now it is a broken, strong wooden door. It would need to be repaired before it would be able to be closed and locked again.

"He he he!" Moffdust snickers at the chaos surrounding her. She summons a howler right beside the orc who stayed to fight and snarls at it in a language it knows. [Language unknown: "Isolca il ersareica!"]

13:34, Today: Moffdust rolled 27 using 1d20+7.  save black doggie.
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"Waaaaagh!  You broke da door Min?!!  I liked dat door!  It was keeping out dat black dog!"  He hides under the bed instead.  "Don't break da bed Min!"

"Move ova, move ova!" Minmorc will charge across the room, dive, belly slide then commando crawl under the bed with Bully.

"Well awright den, but no fartin!"

Dregz is equally un-afeared by the howls, if not quite as amused as Moffa.

"Dat Orc ises tryin' tah 'urt der big doggie !" he declares, pointing the Magic Stick (aka the Black Rod, aka Furyuz) at the offending specimen.

"Dat ises not very nices at alls !"

"Shoulds I burns 'im ?" he asks Moffa, loudly and with a fair bit of enthusiasm, eyes gleaming as he remembers the huge ball of flame he conjured earlier.

Raven shudders at the awful noise of the shadow mastiff's baying but quickly shakes off the effects. She walks over to join Moffa and Dregz.

"It's not a pretty sound, is it? I can't thinks how to describes it."

Bully, Minmorc and Jurz end up hiding in the room behind the statue while Dregz, Moffa and Raven stay out on the platform to watch the fight.

Moffa summons in a howler to join the fight against the orc leader, which provides an opening for the shadow mastiff to dash past and head off down the tunnel to scare off all the orcs, as instructed by Moffa. The screams of terrified orcs outside the tunnel sound even louder than the baying of the shadow mastiff.

The orc leader turns his anger and frustration on the howler instead and seriouly wounds it but is not yet able to turn his back on it to chase after the shadow mastiff.

"I don' fink 'e 'eard me," the hairy little goblin ruminates disappointedly to Moffa and Raven.  Galloping shadow mastiff's and howlers do tend to concentrate the mind wonderfully.

With a shrug, Dregz unshoulders his crossbow and, tongue out as he concentrates, sets to cocking it and fitting a bolt to the channel.