1: Dovedale

Malard steps back, searches his pockets for a trinket, and makes sure he's not a part of the vanguard and begins casting a spell.

From overhead, you hear a voice cry out, "Charge! For my uncle! For my mother! FOR ME!!!" The goblins steel themselves and prepare to rush, but they failed to notice the traps.

Both Bignose and Strongarm dart forward and mange to avoid the snares set. The hooded goblin, however is not so lucky. She takes a step and suddenly finds herself yanked off her feet and pulled halfway up a tree. Through the dark you can see a giant bat swooping down towards you.

But some of you are quicker.

Round One of Combat
Initiative Groups
1. Jabrano, Malard, Trina, Maon
2. Goblins
3. Oren, Odilo

Jabrano engages the two goblins with a load roar. She's more worried about the wolf-rider and the bat, but they're keeping their distance for now.

Her fighting style is in stark contrast to her normally composed demeanour, wild and brutal, her swords describing broad arcs that exploit her inhuman strength./throws dice through monitor/

Malard moves to support his fellows, and steels himself for what follows his attack. Seeing Jabrano miss on her attacks, Malard steps up to try his own luck.

Trina hesitates for only a second, then attempts to disappear into the underbrush.

Round One of Combat
Initiative Groups
1. Jabrano, Malard, Trina, Maon
2. Goblins
3. Oren, Odilo

Maon, who had prepared for a night-ambush by the goblins grins a dark grin and reaches out with a hand while invoking the whims of the fey. A sudden burst of glow erupts from above Bignose and Strongarm, and millions of pieces of glowing dust sprinkle down upon them and illuminate the two goblins. Meanwhile, from the side of the ravine, his giant spider companion crawls out and begins approaching the fight.Bignose looks up at Jabrano and her impressive attacks, and laughs condescendingly. With sword in hand, he attempts to retaliate but finds the warrior too capable of parrying his feeble attacks. Strongarm, too, swings his hammer at Jabrano and meets with the same resistance. Neither are able to damage the half-orc.

Those who take a second to pay attention notice that Stinkfoot, who had escaped the DM's notice when he (the DM) had last posted, had also been caught up in the snares. However, unlike the hooded goblin, it was his wolf that is now strung up! The poor smelly goblin jumps up and down with sword in hand trying to free his faithful steed! But try as he might, the wolf remains unhappily strung up! The hooded goblin also tries freeing herself, but finds that she lacks the core strength to pull herself up and cut at the snare.

From up on high, a giant bat swoops down upon the party, aiming at Malard who had taken to the fray. Both bat and rider attack on their pass before disappearing back into the night sky. While the goblin misses in his aiming, the bat does tear through the wizard's shoulder with its vicious fangs.From behind them all, a familiar form voice emanates from the darkness. The words "I'm so sorry," are accompanied by a blade through Odilo's robes... only to reveal a closed-eyed Grabbo reaching out with a sword to an unharmed Odilo. Feeling no wizard being stuck through, he opens his eyes and realizes his mistake.

Round One of Combat
Initiative Groups
1. Jabrano, Malard, Trina, Maon
2. Goblins
3. Oren, Odilo

Spinning his blade around his body, the quality of Oren's mov ments becomes like that of water. The sword's edge begins to vibrate harmonically from the wind resistance and the blade song comes forth. He dashes in to take on Strongarm and finds his work made all to easy by the ethereal shimmer of Maon's spell...

OOC:

Using bladesong for +2hit, Oren's AC is 0. Rate of fire is 3/2, I will roll second attack and you can tell me if it triggers at the end of round 1 or the beginning of round 2...

First hit crits!

Oren's blade skillfully cuts straight through Strongarm who didn't stand a chance. The bladedance befuddles the poor goblin, and he doesn't know to put up a defense. The two halves of the goblin fall to the ground with sickening thuds.

Oren snaps his sword towards the ground as part of his dance, whipping Strongarm's blood off it's edge. Without ceasing his movement he takes the opportunity to offer the goblins one more chance to stand down...

"We do not wish to harm any of you, stop your attack and tell your new chief that we are dead. You likely will not see us ever again."

Oren finishes his thought with a meaningful look to Grabbo.

Odilo sees the hole in his robe, and his anger rises. The beige wizardly garment had cost him more than a week’s effort on behalf of some farmers. A frustrating bit of work, paid not in coin, but the beautiful fabric the grubby goblin hand now stuck a hole through.

He backhands the sneaky goblin then, in righteous anger, while summoning his arcane efforts.

"Sleep, and rid us of your presence for a while!"

Grabbo mumbles something about being sorry as he falls down into an enchanted slumber. He begins snoring softly, but whimpers as though troubled.

Round Two of Combat
Initiative Groups
1. Jabrano, Malard, Trina, Maon
2. Goblins
3. Oren, Odilo