Castle of the Robber Knight

Orla fire two more arrows and keep retreating toward any full cover she could see (bigger tree, stone, anything) if nothing she will move around the castle, the way she came here.

Orla drop her bow just after the shot feeling it is not her day today and prepare to just run away

Bastonn turns from the frightened goblin that they had been threatening as two more of his fiendish brethren drop down and attack them. As Makander shields Aodhan from the ruthless assault of one, Bastonn lunges forward to take eliminate the other slashing at Krissana.

What would have been a deadly wound to the already wounded spellcaster becomes instead a frustrating scratch on our mallard hero. Makander leaps into the way of the blade in a display of self sacrifice, and then lashes out with his axe in a display of rage. Two goblins fall in the cellar, and the second reveals a snarling Bastonn holding a bloodied spear.

Outside, Orla returns fire towards the two goblins keeping her pinned down, and manages to slay one and critically wound the other in a display of her skill at archery! Alone and bleeding, it is a relief to see the remaining goblin planning to flee!

Aodhan grunts as he adjusts his body to compensate for what he’s sure will be an impressive scar. Then he’ll smile to himself as he thinks how alive he feels again to be back in the action. He’ll give a nod to Makander

"Thank you my friend."

Turning back to matters at hand, he’ll point his staff back at the surrendered goblin and smack him with it without any intention of killing him.

"Now, should we be expecting any more of your friends while we talk?"

Aboveground, Orla sees the goblin turn tail and prepare to flee, taking a moment to visually navigate the hole blocking its escape.

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Below, in the cellar, the remaining goblin squeals in fear. "No, no more!" it cries out. "So few left, so many dead!" It gets down on its knees and begins grovelling, begging for its life.

Orla regain confidence run back to her bow and try to finish her hated goblin

An arrow flies wide as the goblin turns tail and runs, deftly leaping over the hole and fleeing into the castle somewhere. Orla finds herself alone and heavily wounded, while the others below interrogate the goblin.

Bastonn turns his attention back towards the goblin that Aodhan is interrogating. "Start talking, imp," he growls.

Orla sits down on the floor in the shadows cast into the castle gates and breaths heavily. not my day today she think. I wouldn't be surprised of goblin reinforcement she steps back and hides into the bushed next to the castle.
none of companions came to check if I'm even alive. They are either dead or ...

"I... I... I like pickled carrots, but the stinky ones! I don't know how to swim! I hate the scary flashes when it rains real hard! I... I don't know what else to talk about!" cries out the frankly terrified goblin. Meanwhile, the orc can be seen shaking and heard muttering something about a pig.

Seeing, the goblin blubbering and the threat subside, Aodhan now feels the wound in full force. He holds the wound a bit, lowering the staff as he lets Bastonn take the lead.

Noticing the Orc, he’ll wave it over to come closer.

"Can you provide any insight orc. We would be greatful in your assistance."

The orc takes a step back as Aodhan moves closer, trying to keep a distance between the two. "I'll tell you everything, I just need my pig! Merle is in danger up there!" On the far side of the cellar, stairs ascend to what must be a trap door, given the lack of light coming down. Stacked barrels line the wall nearest the stairs.

Aidan will give the orc a confused stare and then glance over at the stairs, somewhat understanding its meaning.

"Your…pig…? I’m sorry to hear of your recent separation. I know first hand that losing a pet can be quite traumatic. But I must ask, what information do you hold that you feel you can adequately bargain with? And who are you to these goblins?"

With the goblin threat now dealt with Makander did a quick head count of his companions before realizing they were one short, "Where's Orla", he quacked. His mind raced through the battle they'd just fought and out of the corner of his perception he saw movement up the rope. Without another word he turned and headed for the rope and began to climb. That girl would be the death of herself, always going off on her own. Worry pierced his very being which caused him to become angry for not having noticed she'd gone off on her own which only fueled his need to get up out of this hole even more.

Makander makes it to the surface with no issue, and sees no goblins waiting. Even Orla is hidden away somewhere, though she usually doesn't run off too far.