Gar, one moment, is facing the dog things...then with a pop, he was facing the hobgoblin. Seeing the enemy, his vision narrowed as he stepped forward, swinging his double axe

<OOC: rage

Attacks the hobgoblin

08:47, Today: Gar Irontooth rolled 29 using 1d20+10.  attack - double axe.
Gar Irontooth rolled 14 using 1d8+6.  damage - double axe.>



This message was last edited by the player at 22:51, Thu 24 Sept 2020.

Lyrian spies the hobgoblin coming out of the door, and whirls to face him.  Lifting on hand, she chants a few short, sharp words.  A ray of bitter cold streaks from her hand to strike to armored hobgoblin squarely!

OOC: 18:45, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 30 using 1d20+10.  Ray attack.
18:45, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 26 using 1d20+10.  Ray critical confirmation.
18:46, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 3 using 2d3.  Ray of frost critical damage.

The kenku moves forwards and attacks the cleric! His blade hits its mark!

The rogue/wizard hits the cleric with her spell!

Gar rages and hits the warrior!

Landor heals Roy and moves forwards!

The warrior hits Gar with one of his swords!
*Gar take 8 Damage




The blocked areas are woods
HH = Dead
D = Door
dH = Dead Hellhound
s = Small Stone Wall
La = Landor
G = Gar
Ly = Lyrian
Ro = Roywin
Ta = Unknown
F = Farmhouse

HC = Cleric 30/12
*AC 17
Ho = Warrior 40/14
*AC 18

Wagon not on map

The wizard sees how everyone is moving towards the other enemy, so she takes her light crossbow and shoots the hobgoblin that is engaged with Gar. The young half orc surely can deal with him, but a little help never hurts.

07:55, Today: Roywin Viasaquilla rolled 15 using 1d20+6.  Attack. – [roll=1601016941.79705.347405]

This message was last edited by the GM at 11:51, Fri 25 Sept 2020.

Landor engages the enemy hobgoblin and swings too wide.

12:09, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 11 using 1d20+9.  Mace attack cleric.

Tai steps forwards, giving Landor a extra boost but he misses, and swings his katana twice! The blade sinks into his stomach and then he hits the cleric slamming it into his skull killing the hobgoblin!

Roy launches her crossbow but misses the duel-wielding hobgoblin!


The hobgoblin cleric is dead.
Waiting on Gar and Lyrian.

The blocked areas are woods
HH = Dead
D = Door
dH = Dead Hellhound
s = Small Stone Wall
La = Landor
G = Gar
Ly = Lyrian
Ro = Roywin
Ta = Unknown
F = Farmhouse

Ho = Warrior 40/14
*AC 18

Wagon not on map

Gar, his vision focused solely on the hobgoblin in front of him, roared with bestiary.fury as he swung his double axe, his swings as wild as his scream.

One swing missed, but the other hit the beast savagely.

<OOC: rage (round 2)
Attacks hobgoblin

Gar Irontooth rolled 14 using 1d20+10.  attack - double axe.
Gar Irontooth rolled 23 using 1d20+10.  attack - double axe.

Gar Irontooth rolled 11 using 1d8+6.  damage - double axe.>

The rogue moves towards it, flanking with Gar. Between the half-orc and elf they kill the creature!

Tai steps into the farmhouse and steps out staring into it. The smell of decay is evident if anyone approaches. Inside the farmhouse and five dead people-one that looks like a farmer, a older man and three dead guards.

He whistles a few times, pointing at the dead hobgoblin corpses and starts to check them for gear and other signs of why they are here.

OOC
Assumed they were checks?

Anyone got Detect Magic. Might be magical, might not.

They have:
12 Masterwork Longswords
12 Longbows
16 Quivers
-- A lot of arrows
02 Shortswords
01 Masterwork Studded Leather
01 Banded Armor
01 Light Steel Shield
01 Masterwork Heavy Mace

Gar, still injured, breathed heavily, his hands shaking as he fought back the rage he felt, seeing the dead beast. He wordlessly dropped his double axe and went to retrieve his dropped longbow, and returned to his axe, his hands now no longer shaking and his eyes clearer.

He grabs a quiver and fills it with the arrows from the hobgoblins, placing it on the side of his pack as a spare and fills his own quiver up, then looks at the other gear.

"Can anyone detect magical emanations on items....they may have something of use." He also looked at Landor

"...and if your able, some healing would be good, my friend." now his rage has faded, you can truely see how badly he was injured

Landor came over and placed a hand on Gar’s back. The half Orc could feel a warmth come over his body healing his wounds and closing them. Landor then glanced over the items to see what there was. “Is there anyone else in need of healing? How bad are your wounds?”

18:57, Today: Landor Halbrek rolled 25 using 3d8+13.  Cure greater wounds on Gar.

Cast heal greater wounds. Gar heals 25 damage. Landor casts detect magic on the items. How much damage does everyone have left on them?”

Roywin looks at the dead Hobgoblins and the loot that they had. Nothing that she can see is useful to her.
She moves towards the door of the farm. The smell is very strong and the vision of the dead men brings some sadness in her face. First listens for any noise from other survivors, then she shouts and listens again.
"I think there are no survivors. Maybe we should check and find if there is anything that can tell us who these people were and the we can give them a proper burial."

Landor nodded to gnome. “Agreed.”He points to the two short swords and the banded mail. “Those items are magical. We might want to investigate them further after the burial.”

Gar nods in thanks to the healing, already his wounds closing over. He looked at tbe gnome with a smile."If you check it out with Lyrian, I'llstart digging some holes in a nice place for them....then we can burn these things on the road."

He looks at the gear. "Bring the two short swords, banded mail, the studded leather, mace and a few longswords. Those that aren't magical are high quality and we can sell them or upgrade. Put them in the cart"
This message was last edited by the GM at 21:56, Mon 28 Sept 2020.

Gar and Tai buried the bodies, finding some gold and a odd religious symbol as well as all the gear left behind on the guards. The group together burns the bodies and Tai whistles as he sits in the farmhouse, crosslegged. He takes a deep breath but is silent. They get the wagon and horses, and are able to get them some water as a well is found nearbye.

OOC
Guard bodies-I assume they will be buried? With or without?
If not-
4 Longswords
4 Studded Leather Armor
4 Light Crossbows
4 Quivers
-Only has 20 bolts left total.

Hobgoblin Troops:
12 Masterwork Longswords
12 Longbows
16 Quivers
-- A lot of arrows
01 Light Steel Shield

Shortswords, M.Heavy Mace, Banded Armor put aside.

Masterwork Studded Leather (Gar)
355 Gold in a pouch by the symbol by the door.
Religious symbol by the door. DC 15 Religon Check to figure out what it represents.
This message was last edited by the GM at 23:22, Mon 28 Sept 2020.

Roywin takes the bodies of the guards out of the building slowly (she's an old gnome lady) she searches the bodies looking for any document that can tell them if there was any specific reason other than bad luck to explain how these poor souls ended this way.
All the gear is set aside and put in the wagon. It will probably be sold later.
The only odd thing they find is the religious symbol. She checks it for a while until she finally figured out where she had she it before.
She then takes a piece of paper and tries to describe the guards (how they look, age, clothing, any mark or scar) as accurate as possible. Once they reach a city it would be appropriate to give that to the city guard, so at least the families can find some peace knowing where their ones are buried.

09:07, Today: Roywin Viasaquilla rolled 15 using 1d20+8.  Religious symbol check. – [roll=1601366827.45663.347405]

"I took an arrow along the ribs, Landor, if there is any of your god's healing to spare," Lyrian says.  "Olidammara's Luck, Gar, you are tougher than a granite oak!" she adds to the half-orc, amazed at the punishment he took from the hobgoblins and still remained standing. "You grow tougher by the day."

Lyrian was still overwhelmed by the choices of magic to prepare, and hadn't readied the one that let one see magical auras.  She would have to hope that Roywin had such a thing, or else examine them with freshly-bespelled eyes tomorrow.  "I can't tell if aught is magical today, but it seems our foes were well-prepared.  Does that seem odd to anyone else?  Why so many for one farmhouse?  Was there someone inside that they hated?"  Lyrian and her ferret, Ingrid, begin to carefully search the house and the items belonging to the dead, trying to see if any clues remained she could see without disturbing anyone.

OOC: Lyrian is still down 8hp from being arrowed.  She will search around for anything odd/unusual.  Hidden items.  Notes around the home or concealed in a boot or something, etc.
04:06, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 21 using 1d20+6.  Ingrid Search check.
04:06, Today: Lyrian Swift rolled 26 using 1d20+15.  Search check

(As shown above) the bodies have been dealt with as the gnome sits with the parchment with the different looks of the guards for future reference.

(As shown above) The rogue and her familiar don't find anything. Its just a small farmhouse with just a single room. Nothing odd. It looks abandoned, probably a decent place to rest. The rogue can assume it was just a passing small wagon with four (humans) of them but there is no sign of the wagon or their horses. There seems to be no clue. Perhaps they were setting up a trap or waiting for more caravans. The farmer probably lived here and was caught in the crossfire.

Since there is no danger, Roy can check the gear that is magical if given a decent amount of time, and time to rest probably needed at least a day and night to recoup and recover, and for spells to be recovered as well.

(2) +1 Shortswords
(1) +1 Banded Mail

The rest of the gear is place in the wagon as well as the magical ones.

OOC So I assume the group takes a long rest. Nothing happens and the group gets all their HP back, and all spellcasters can figure out spells available (Roy can get all her spells back, Lyr as well, ect!)

All listed below are put in the groups wagon:
4 Longswords
4 Studded Leather Armor
4 Light Crossbows
4 Quivers
-Only has 20 bolts left total.

Hobgoblin Troops:
12 Masterwork Longswords
12 Longbows
16 Quivers
-- A lot of arrows
01 Light Steel Shield
01 Masterwork Heavy Mace

Shortswords, Banded Armor put in the wagon as well (probably?)

Roywin shows the symbol to Landor.
"I think it's a religious symbol of Tiamat, but I can't recall anything of the god or the faith. Are you familiar with it?"
She takes a note of it as well to help identify the men later and hand over the item to the cleric.

OoC: long rest and recover/update spells done by Roywin
This message was last edited by the GM at 00:52, Wed 30 Sept 2020.

Landor uses some of his magic to heal Lyrian before taking a look at the holy symbol. “Tiamet, the evil god of all Chromatic dragons. Most who worship the god are truly evil. Its 5 heads are those of the chromatic dragons-Red, Blue, Green, White and Black. Though I find it odd that a hobgoblin worships it but the cleric surely did or had some link to it. Its a ancient god. We should burn it, so others that might see it don’t mistake us for followers of hers.”
This message was last edited by the player at 14:28, Wed 30 Sept 2020.

Gar piled the bodies of the enemies with Tai beforehand and as the others spoke. "Burn it with this trash....the sooner the better."

He then sat and rested, taking the final watch as his wounds healed and rested.
This message was last edited by the GM at 21:35, Wed 30 Sept 2020.

Ayer resting in the farm and taking care of both the Hobgoblins and the men, the group walks back to the wagon.
Roywin is happy to find her goat safe by the side of the road, chewing something difficult to identify. She starts saying cute things to the goat, then it stares at her with a dumb look.
"Are we all ready to continue? Carb looks like he's ready."

Landor put on his armor the next day and walked over to the wagon. “Let’s get going. The sooner we get away from here the better.”

Gar, having rested, nodded to the wisdom of Landor and Roywin. He replaced his double axe in its place in the card, and picked up the longbow he purchased in town.

"I will walk in front again and keep watch."

The group gathers everything up and at daybreak head down the road. All they know is that Drellin's Ferry needs help. Elsir Vale. They are told where it is and soon in the distance they spot near a rather large river a large village. Its hard to really tell anything from the distance. They get closer, and soon arrive.

The road descends into a town built mostly on the rear side of a broad sluggish river. Six old stone piers jut from the water marking the spot where a bridge once stood but the span itself is long gone. Instead a couple of long thick ropes cross the river, each secured to a flat-bottomed ferryboat. Brown fields and green orchards surround the town.

A group of four armed townsfolk-three in leather, one in scale-stand guard watching the group warily. "Halt and state your business, strangers" One of the guards reponds.

"Here to aid Drellin's Ferry from the troubles that beseige it," Lyrian pipes up.  "We just encountered some hobgoblins along the way, and heard there was worse trouble this direction."