Scouting the Goblins
Findor had taken Snowy, Wanda's owl with her, and when he wanted the others to begin their attack he would release the owl and Snowy would fly to Wanda. Ready, both he and Katniss targeted one one of the watchtowers and released their arrows. Findor's shot caught a goblin through it's neck, and it stood for a moment, a look of astonishment on its face, before it dropped. Katniss' missile piereced the head of the other goblin, a difficult shot at that range. Wordlessly, the second goblin also fell.
The pair waited a few moments to check that the other goblins patrolling inside along the palisade's perimeter had not noticed. The closest seemed in deep conversation and had not heard the arrows' flight or the sudden fall of their comrades. Findor moved through the wood and climbed another tree so that he could see the northeastern watchtower and its occupants, and put it was within range of his bow. As they did Broguy began to climb across a tree branch that overhung the palisade, and quietly dropped to the ground inside the goblin's stockade.
Findor targeted the goblins in the far watchtower, and loosed his first arrow at the same time that Katniss targeted her own enemies. Signalling for Broguy to move into position so that he could climb the palisade, the two archers began to rain death on the goblins in the northern watchtowers. The goblins fell in the second watchtower, again unnoticed by their comrades. But the third watchtower was a little further away than the pair had calculated and Findor's first arrow thudded into the protective wooden wall just as Katniss' found its mark. As one goblin fell, the second looked leaned forward to see what had made the noise - and its cry of alarm was brief as two arrows from the pair of archers found their mark. Unfortunately, one of the heavily armoured goblins was close enough and had heard the cry. In horror, Findor and Katniss watched as the goblin alerted his companions and moved quickly to check what had happened in the third watchtower, calling out in goblin at their fallen comrades, waiting for a response. They had hoped to have remained undetected for a little longer, but their cover was blown and their assault had been noticed. They turned their attentions to the goblins, now alert, on the ground in the camp. The goblins were small and moved quickly, and with the need to fire arrows as quickly as possible, both Katniss and Findor began missing their targets. Realising the element of surprise was lost, Findor released Snowy sending the familiar owl to Wanda as the pre-arranged singal for her to begin their assault on the gate.
Broguy had climbed the tree, and in an uncharacteristic act of bravery, jumped over the palisade and into the compound. Unfortunately, with the sudden rush of activity, one of the goblin patrols noticed movement and began shouting and running towards him. He hid amongst the supporting beams and structure of the watchtower, and began a fight to the death against the foul creature. He thrust with the dagger he had taken from Snazzbog, one of the fallen goblins, and slashed at the goblin. The creature evaded his first few blows, landing one of its own and slicing deep into Broguy's flesh. In anger, the halfling swiped his dagger up and caught the creature deep in its stomach, the blade angled up towards it lungs and heart. The creature fell, and Broguy rushed towards one of the nearby wooden huts to find cover, and deal with any goblins that might be inside.
Other goblins saw the running halfling and rushed towards him, the camp now in total upheaval and goblins rushing out of buildings and looking for the enemy. Katniss covered the northern side of the camp, and had regained her accuracy. Seeing goblins rushing towards Broguy, she gave them something to consider as her rain of arrows felled first one, then another, then another of the goblins. Confused as to where the threat lay, they separated and rushed at Broguy as individuals, not as a group. This suited the halfling and he was able to dispatch the goblins quickly before they could swarm him. Unfortunately, the plucky little fellow was not able to avoid all of the goblins' blows and found that he was forced to retreat back to the watchtower, blood pouring from a number of deep slashes and injuries. Finding a few moments of peace, he rummaged in his pack and retreived the healing potions that he had secured there earlier. Drinking the draught, he felt the warmth of the healing magics flow through his body, and saw his own flesh knitting together as the wounds closed. He climbed into the watchtower, and used that defensive position against the goblins, throwing two of his daggers at approaching goblins and stabbing another in the face as it tried to climb onto the platform.
Findor on the other hand found that his former accuracy was eluding him. Covering the northeastern point of the camp, goblins swarmed to the watchtower and he was able to cut a number of them down. But a couple regained the defensive position and began firing their volley of arrows from their shortbows back into the forest. But the range was too far, and the goblins were firing into the twilight dimmed darkness of the forest not knowing exactly where their enemies were, or how many there were. Arrow after arrow was launched into the camp, and goblins fell as they rushed from hut to hut trying to get into a position to retaliate. And then disaster struck. Findor fired an arrow that narrowly missed a goblin, and reached for another shaft only to find his quiver empty. A moment later Katniss fired her last arrow, felling yet another goblin. Findor looked over, impressed, at the human archer and gestured that they needed to move to enter the camp. He hoped that Wanda and the others had started their assault and were keeping the goblins suppressed in the south of the camp, otherwise their assault would result in their death. But they couldn't leave Broguy alone in the camp without cover.
Without the cover of the arrows, Broguy was rushed by three goblins who tried to clamber up the rope ladder to reach the platform where he was hiding. He slashed the face of one goblin, forcing the creature to spit and duck, allowing the halfling to slice the ropes that held the ladder in place. Realising too late that it was about to lose its grip, the goblin raised its head and lifted its dagger - just as the rope ladder slipped away and the creature screamed as it fell nearly ten feet to the dirt below, landing heavily. The other two goblins gibbered in their native tongue and both began using the structural support beams and legs of the watchtower to begin their climb. Realising he could strike at either of them for now, the wood of the platform blocking any attack he might have made, he grabbed at one of the crude looking shortbows that the dead goblins had with them, and fired a single shaft at the injured goblin below him. The arrow pierced the foul creature, and it collapsed to the dirt, trying to crawl away in its final death throes.
The two goblins were able to climb the watchtower, and reached the platform together. Broguy rushed at one of them, preventing it from gaining a foothold on the platform itself, and slashing wildly at it with the magical dagger. He hoped he could kill it, or knock it back, so that there would only be one goblin to face on the platform - but he was no warrior, and his slashing attack was light. The goblin, hurt and bleeding, slashed back narrowly missing the halfling - but the creature was firmly rooted to the platform as its partner clambered over the wall of the tower and hissed in anticipation of the attack. Suddenly an arrow pierced the goblin's neck and, surprised, it gurgled on its own blood as the goblin collapsed. With renewed energy, Broguy slashed again at the goblin this time stabbing the creature and forcing it off the platform, and tumbling to its death on the ground below. Looking across the camp, he saw Findor and Katniss and used the trees nearby and had themselves jumped into the compound. Findor had pulled the magical longsword he'd acquired, its flame lighting up the darkness. And Katniss was on one knee, having pulled one of her arrows from a dead goblin and fired to help Broguy out. Findor rushed towards Broguy to protect his friend, just as a number of goblins rushed from the darkness towards where he had been, leaving Katniss to cover their back. She dropped her longbow and drew her longsword, entering into a grim fight against the three creatures. Findor glanced behind him as he ran to cut off the goblins that were approaching Broguy, and saw Katniss was bleeding, but had already slain two of her enemies. The third died as he turned his attention back to where he was going. But the way to the southern end of the camp was clear, and Findor found that he and Broguy could move without being challenged.
Findor rushed to the south to help the others attacking there, while Broguy quickly searched around the huts for other enemies. Katniss soon joined him, and the two realised that they had killed all of the goblins that had moved to the north to engage them. In the center of the camp they found a deep looking pit and, peering over the side, found two bloodied and tired looking ogres inside. The ogres shouted up threats in the common tongue, that if they weren't released they would kill everyone, but neither Katniss nor Broguy felt threatened. They didn't look a threat, let alone capable of climbing of out the pit. Broguy began to bargain with the ogres, negotiating with them what it would take for them to release the ogres rather than just leaving them to their deaths. After a few moments even the slow-witted creatures realised that the halfling and his human companion were their only hope in getting out the pit, and their death threats stopped. They agreed they would not harm any of the group or their friends in exchange they would release the ogres and help them escape, provided the ogres helped them slay any of the goblins that had imprisoned them. Gladly the two ogres agreed at the chance for some revenge, and Broguy and Katniss pushed two wooden table down into the pit. The ogres angled the tables against the pit walls and slowly climbed out. Only close up did Broguy and Katniss realise how close the ogres were to exhaustion - and death. They explained they were heading south to help their friends, and the ogres could clear up any of the goblins that they found still alive.
Findor rushed to the south to find a scene of utter carnage. He had known that Wanda had found a wand that allowed her to fire an arrow of pure magical force at her enemies, but hadn't realised just what a powerful item it was. As he watched a number of heavily armed goblins and hobgoblins rushed from a large, well maintained hut (he presumed that it was the camp leader's hut or the communal hall), only for her to wave the wand and Findor saw three flashes of movement launch from the wand tip and exploded into the bodies of the rushing creatures. One fell, the other two looked bloodied and badly injured. A second flick of her wand and another three mystical missiles impacted on the last two hobgoblins, and both fell having never even seen the sorceress they were trying to defend against. Pausing for but a moment to assess the situation, Findor counted at least a dozen, perhaps two dozen, goblinoid bodies scattered along the souther camp palisade and around the camp entrance. Movement caught his eye, and he realised that Grimni had cut some of the rope bindings and pulled the wooden logs that were being used as a barricade away from the entrance, allowing him and Shanorin to enter the camp.
Grinning, Findor indicated that he was heading to the large hut, and he rushed forward. Unfortunately, in his haste he didn't wait for the others to support his assault. Flinging open the door, hoping to find treasure, Findor was greeted by the leaders of the camp. Three heavily armoured goblins, one insane looking goblin wearing nothing but a loincloth and carrying a dagger dripping with a thick, dark substance. A brutish looking hobgoblin was stood beside another goblin, and judging by the gold that this one wore in decoration, this was the goblin leader. It pointed and hissed at Findor and the goblin warriors rushed forward along with the cackling, mad goblin. Findor retreated and tried to close the doors to slow their assault but he was two slow. In a blur of movement two of the goblins smashed through the door, their axes biting deep into Findor's flesh, and the elven ranger felt his legs collapse from under him. As he fell to the ground, the insane goblin jumped on top of him and, rather than stabbing at him with his poisoned weapon, he tried to bite and consume the fallen elf. As his senses began to fade, he heard a familiar roar and Grimni charged at the attacking goblins. They had been too focused on Findor, and turned too slowly to the dwarf's attack. His axe cleaved one almost in two, and the follow-up smashed into the goblin's chest pushing it back. Feeling the goblin on him biting his ear, something smashed into it and the insane goblin's lifeless body was flung off him. Blackness threatened him, but he felt something, someone, put a hand on his smashed body and the familiar warmth of healing energies entered his body - as Shanorin ignored the enemies around her and rushed to his side to cast a healing spell on him. Wanda stood with her wanda raised having fired another group of magical missiles into the fray. Grimni stepped between Shanorin and the two standing goblins, smashing his axe into the injured goblin then slashing it, cleaving it across the last standing goblin and slaying it where it stood.
Shanorin helped Findor to his feet, and checked him over. Her healing magics had removed some of the wounds that he had received, but they had been near fatal wounds, and they had not completely healed on his body. She pushed a second healing spell onto his body, and the wounds fully closed restoring him to full health.
Broguy and Katniss rushed round the side of the large hut as the group dusted themselves off and readied themselves for entering the hut. As they readied themselves, Findor rushed forward without thinking. Opening the door, he peered inside to see a number of goblins and hobgoblins inside. They seemed to be ready and protecting a glowing circle on the floor where two larger goblins were stood, evil grins on their faces. Realising he was alone, Findor stepped back but the goblins rushed forward and were upon him as he tried to close the door behind him. They stabbed him, cutting him down where he stood and one jumped on his prone form and began biting him. But the goblins had overstretched themselves, and Findor's comrades rushed forward. Grimni slammed into the goblins and, without thought for his own safety, slashed his axe from one side to the other. Both crazed goblins fell, their blood covering Findor as he lay dying on the floor. With a shout Grimni rushed into the room to attack the creatures inside.
Shanorin was suddenly beside Findor's form, her hands channelling forth divine healing energies that, when placed on Findor's broken form felt warm. Soon the warmth had spread through his body, the deep, bloody gashes closing and healing before her eyes. With a groan he regained consciousness, the pain of his wounds easing, life returning to his limbs. The others arrive, and as a group they rushed into the wooden building. They entered to find the bloodied bodies of a number of goblins and hobgoblins lying dead or dying on the floor. Grimni was surrounded, his axe smashing into one goblin then the next, as he made his way closer to the glowing magical circle on the floor. Findor rushed forward, trying to reach one of the goblins who looked to be casting a spell and in doing so he stepped into the circle. He felt a flash of pain and staggered to his knees - realising that there was a creature flying in the circle. The creature tried to attack Findor's eyes and face as he desperately tried to fight it off, but the creature was too small and was able to avoid the swings and thrusts of his sword.
Katniss fired her bow, taking down a few of the enraged goblins, and Shanorin was able to smash one with her mace. Even Broguy was able to stab his daggers into one of the creatures. The tide of the battle turned, and as one they watched with alarm as, once again, Findor struggled to protect himself against an invisible foe. But as the others rallied to his side the creature, some sort of small demon, flew high into the rafters above them and vanished from sight.
With the fight being over, the group healed their wounds and considered what had happened. Checking the bodies of the dead, they found that the one they had identified as the leader had vanished.
They returned to the pit where two ogres were held captive. After some discussion they learned that the ogres were a part of a tribe that lived in the hills to the east, and their leader had taken them to the north, to an ancient stone circle, where they digged and found a wand that was in the form of a hand. They had been attacked by a large number of skeletons, but had fought them back and had left. However as they crossed the road to hide in the forest before heading south, the ogres were attacked by a large number of goblins. While they were able to fight them off, a number of them were hurt and injured and they were stunned and captured. The goblins were able to take the wand and the two ogres as prisoners, and returned tot his camp where they were forcing the ogres to fight with each other for sport.
The party released the ogres, fed them with some of the meat that they had cooked, and allowed them to rest for the night before seeing them safely on their way. They had the ogres agree to leave in peace and avoid conflict on their travels south, avoiding any and all settlements. They gave them enough meat from the goblin camp to feed them on their journey. The only thing they asked was that the ogres helped move all of the dead into the pit and help burn the bodies. They left the goblin bodies burning and headed back to Newkeep to report to the mayor.
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