Brodd, holding his shield up, follows Einhard looking for a way up to the goblins. With a sling, he sucked!

Manaku fires off an arrow with grim determination, and a fourth goblin falls

11:31, Today: DM, on behalf of Manaku, rolled 22,4 using d20+2,d6 ((20,4)). Crit=6
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Leohart might be hopeless in battle, for now, but he will still try to make his way nearer to the goblins.  He does have some options.

Another barking set of commands, and the goblins hurl another half-dozen spears at the adventurers that struck their comrades. Regdoc and Manaku are not able to dodge the spearheads in time.

10:08, Today: DM rolled 10,6,16,6,3,18 using d20,d20,d20,d20,d20,d20.  spears thrown at Pock, Regdoc x2, Brodd, and Manaku x2. - [roll=1597932497.50579.314787]10:09,

Today: DM rolled 4,6 using d6,d6.  spear damage to Regdoc and Manaku.

Manaku's bow falls to cracked plain of white marble between his feet. Droplets of silver moon-elf blood splash in a tight pattern on the ground, and the elf collapses with a sheaf of iron jutting from his collarbone.

"Manaku!!? Are you alright! Regdoc?" Brodd stops mid-step trying to decide to help Einhard or help the wounded! He headed back toward the two, Manaku looked bad!

Creston lets loose another arrow, then tries to climb even higher.

((08:30, Today: Creston Fairwood rolled 17,3 using d20+3,d6 ((14,3)). ))

Manaku's life force is running out. [-1 hp]

In reply to DM (msg # 65):

Brodd checks Regdoc and sees he is hurt bad, but awake. Manaku was unconscious! Brodd called down the powers of the gods to lay a healing hand on Manaku.

In reply to Brother Brodd (msg # 66):

[1d6+1]

In reply to DM (msg # 67):

13:39, Today: Brother Brodd rolled 4 using 1d6+1.  CLW.

The elf shudders and gasps, his crimson eyes widen as he draws breath again.

Leohart attempts to get within 30 feet of the enemy and casts "Sleep".

Pock lets sail another stone, moving in close to Brother Brodd.

OOC: "14:15, Today: Pock Oneshoe rolled 18,5 using 1d20,1d6."

"AIIIIIIII!!!"

*THUMP*

Alietra maintains her cover and squints to try to make out the silhouettes, before taking another shot.


Alietra rolled 14,1 using d20+1,d6.  Short bow attack.

You hear a yelp from above.

The rows of goblins fall back, out of line of sight, followed by some scrabbling sounds.

Leohart will try to get a view of the goblins.

In reply to Leohart (msg # 76):

You look up through the mists as you circle the mighty marble heel, looking down occasionally to avoid the broken corpses of fallen goblins. No sign of them yet. Curious.

Creston continues to occupy high ground, hoping to get a glimpse of those Goblins.

Pock watched his companions advance, following at a distance with a stone always ready in his sling.

"I guess they have crawled back into their holes.  Probably waiting for us to forget about them to attack again."

Alietra gets the attention of her companions as she makes a "shh" gesture with her finger, and attempts to look and listen to where the goblins may be.

Today: Alietra rolled 2 using 1d6.  Hear Noise.

<Goblin>”You want hostage? Take hostage! Now GO AWAY!”</goblin>

You here a scream from up top at the ankle, which turns into cries of OW OW OW OW as a body rolls down the length of the foot, bouncing off each stone lace. The figure teeters on the big toe and struggles to maintain balance, then falls to the ground with a THUD.

Jarvik rushes over with manacles at the ready, and pulls back the hood.
He curses and throws down the manacles in disgust.

”This isn’t Travis! It’s a bloody ELF!””