Waiting on Veryn, then I'll update.

((ooc: maybe continue?))

Darien breaks something in the goblin with his huge crescent wrench, the goblin's hanging by a thread.

Though the leader has stepped away from the tree to get some cover from the darkness, Bob's javelin still goes very wide and hits it, now there's several javelins buried in it.  The leader again shouts at them

Black Angus' sword lands a vicious blow with his sudden leap nearly cleaving the goblin from collarbone to hipbone causing him to fall with a look of surprise.

Atak's arrow hits the tree as there's almost no target for the goblin leader.

09:08, Today: DM.Justisaur, on behalf of Veryn Darkwater, rolled 17,7 using d20+3,d8 ((14,7)).  Veryn pegs the goblin who hit the mule through the vitals, it stumbles back, falling into the darkness just it's feet toes pointing to the sky remain visible, as a pool of blood seeps out unto the road.

Their leader looks at all the dead goblins, while not a single one of you has fallen and yells "Chay Tron! Chay Tron!"  They look at him a moment then turn tail and flee into the short grass, he turns and does the same after they've started.


(OOC: You may take a shot, give chase, etc.)

"Buggering out, eh? Well I'm not done with you yet! Say Goodnight, Gracie!"

He administers a maximum dose of blunt force trauma to the dazed goblin.

12:45, Today: Dr. Darien Mason rolled 15,3 using d20+1,d6+1 ((14,2)).

From the darkness orb an arrow flies straight and true, striking the leader.

((ooc: a 22 to hit! WOOHOO!

Atak rolled 5 using 1d8+1.  Atak bow damage.

Atak rolled 22 using 1d20+4.  Atak final bow shot.))

Bob wings his javelin at one of the fleeing goblins, thinking maybe he was better at hitting moving targets.

15:56, Today: Bob rolled 21,3 using 1d20+3,1d6 ((18,3)).

Hits AC -3 for 3

Black Angus wipes goblin gore off of his sword and sheathes it. Then he returns to retrieve his dropped crossbow. "Let them run. They've learned their lesson."

Dr. Mason ends the goblin who turned to flee.

Atak hits the fleeing leader solidly in chest, he stumbles but continues running as fast as he can, you can see the fear in his eyes at last as he turns to glance back a moment.

Bob used to seeing his enemies flee finally finds a target on the back of one which drops.

(OOC: Goblins don't move very fast, if you wish you can chase the remainder down easily - if so decide if you want to capture or kill, there's nowhere else to hide anywhere nearby for them, just large fields where the grass is too short to hide in for long or trees along the road.)

You still hear a muffled "mff" "mfff" occasionally near the east side of the road.

"I hate to trouble you, Doctor," says Atak's voice, from inside the blackness sphere, "but I wonder if you have any science available to help my situation."

Atak walks out of the darkness, slowly. Two serious javelin wounds have bloodied his armor and self, although he carries no look of pain on his face. "I'm weak, so I must have lost a lot of blood. Can you heal me?" he asks. "If not, I fear we may have to return to that little inn we slept at last night. The mule is wounded, too, so we will need to find an ass repair shoppe."

He looks to Black Angus. "Can you see who's tied up in the bushes over there?" Atak asks, then sinks down to his knees.

The Doctor winces. "I'm sorry, I'm only trained to repair Robots."

Bob launches himself after the goblins, chittering loudly in his own tongue.  He pulls his short sword, and then a dagger ready to throw in his off hand..  He rises up on his back two legs, towering over the grasses.   He hunts down the goblins, rising up as he searches for the next one.
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The Doctor takes some strips of cloth and binds his friend's wounds as best he can.

Letting the Goblins flee, Veryn looks to his wounds. He's got little training in the field, but pull some strips of both from his back and tries to at least stop the bleeding.

Angus puts a hand over the worse of his two wounds to stem the bleeding. Then he nods to Atak. "I'm on it. Let's find out who or what those goblins were waylaying."

Angus heads toward the muffled sounds to investigate.

Bob enjoys the hunt, the goblins are no problem individually, it takes a little while as the remaining ones ran in different directions, but at last he hunts them down, ensuring no one will ever be waylaid by them again.

Black Angus goes behind the tree where the muffled noises are coming from and finds a ditch in it a muddied elf, you think the same one who was gambling in the tavern last night, tied up and gagged.

The bandaging done on your wounds is enough to stop any immediate threat, but without proper medical treatment it will take days to fully recover.

Atak expresses gratitude to the Doctor for his efforts. "I say we loot these bodies, take all their weapons and valuables, and find their lair. After we remove anything salable we then make a bee line back to civilization." He nods to the Doctor, but refuses to remove his armor for wound care.

"And you, elf- under what circumstance were you captured, and do you know where these goblins make camp?" he asks the former prisoner.

Bob brings back all the weapons and valuables he found on the goblins, and a half eaten arm.  "I can eats goblins." He said in his defense.  He drops the prizes on the path, fetches his javelins, then checks on Mule's wounds.

(assuming looting the rest of the dead there.)  Total of 13 spears, 39 javelins, 199 gp and 5 silver pieces.

The mule isn't too bad, just a flesh wound in the meaty bit of the flank.

(OOC: Also 55 xp each)
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(OOC: Sorry, didn't see the question about the elf he's gagged is the only reason he wasn't talking)

After removing the Elf's gag, "I'm ever so grateful for my rescue! I was just traveling to the Cones on business,  when the goblins lept out and caught me by surprise, they hammered me senseless before I could react.  They me up and dumped me unceremoniously in that dirty cold wet ditch!  I speak some goblin, and gathered they're slavers from up north come to raid, they didn't speak specifically where they were holed up, and hand murdered a family with a farmhouse somewhere nearby.  They were waiting for some more victims before returning to it.  It must be around here somewhere?

 Oh they did rob me of one hundred twenty nine gold coins and five silver pieces they divided up amongst themselves, I don't suppose you found that?  My backpack and traveling gear they left with me presumably so I could carry it for later sale.

I heard you speaking of needing medical attention, if you free me I can call upon Father Winter's magic and heal one of you, though I'm in rather bad shape too." 
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Black Angus cuts the elf's bindings. "We should try to locate this farmhouse. But first, triage. Who's hurt the worst? I was wounded twice, but neither is serious. Bandaging should be enough for now."

Atak nods to Black Angus. "Aye. First the farmhouse, then back to the Inn."

Atak looks himself over. "I... really don't know how badly I am wounded. Two wretched javelins hit me, and I am weak.

"I do not feel, in the sense that the rest of you do. I can't feel pain nor pleasure from my flesh. Doctor, could you take a quick look at the wounds on our fighters and see which requires aid the most?" Atak asks, glossing over the revelation of his odd nature.

((ooc: relying on the GM to tell us whose wounds are greater))

The elf takes a look at your wounds.  He points to Atak and Veryn "You two have the worst of it.  Sorry I just realized I haven't introduced myself.  My name is Pat. Pat the Elf."  He gives a big smile as he removes his hat and gives a jaunty bow and says "Ow!" as he does so, a big bloody wound under the hat revealed.

He carefully puts his hat back on then proceeds to say "If you'll allow me?  I'll need your full names." addressing Veryn and Atak

(OOC: Do Veryn and Atak give their names and compliance with him touching you before proceeding?)

Nodding to the elf, Atak gives his name.

As he approaches Atak, he pulls out a little silver buck from his backpack concentrates on Vern for a moment, then his eyes roll up in his head and he says says "Atak, Hmm, a bit borderline.  Rescuing me from being goblin food or worse is a nice mark which hasn't been tallied."  he nods as if checking something. Then continues "Oh Father Winter, I beseech thee to give this nice young man, Atak the gift of health!"

Atak's wounds heal quickly from deep holes leaking blood to scabbed over, not quite completely healed, and the feeling of lightheadedness from blood loss goes away.

He looks to Veryn awaiting his permission to proceed.

Bob watches intrigued as Pat calls upon his winter father to heal Atak.  >"I am Bob.  I not eat you." he says.  "Winter Father help Mule?"