Episode 1: The Salvaged Job

As the hobgoblin rides past, Kalis' swing nearly takes off its head as the quarterstaff comes around to smash into the helmet. The horse continues past, now riderless as the hobgoblin falls to the ground, its body bouncing a few feet from the momentum in unnatural ways.

Coda's voice seem to affect the bugbear this time, giving it pause momentarily as it deciphers the halfling's play on words. This moment is all Kalis needed as his magical bolts zip around the shield to strike the bugbear's chest. With a blurt of surprise, the bugbear spasms under the onslaught, and sinks to its knees before falling face-first into the ground.

Maenor dashes ahead on a glorious charge toward the mounted swordsman. As the elf and hobgoblin close in on each other, a blast of arcane power pierces the air above Maenor to strike the hobgoblin full in the chest. The sheer impact causes the hobgoblin to lose its sword as it struggles to remain in the saddle and hold the reins.

The sorcerer proves to be the bane of these goblinoids this day, and his blast of fire flings the hobgoblin's lifeless body to the ground.

All three horses are in view. Bereft of riders, they slow to a stop with deep breaths, nearly exhausted after their mile-long run.

The horse before Coda doesn't seem interested in the feed right now, but it stands there watching the halfling with some interest. It was the mount for the first hobgoblin that fell, and it breathes heavily, resting from its high exertion. Unfortunately, Kalis approaches the horse of the recently-slain archer, and with adrenaline still high it bucks and trots away to gain some distance from the group.

Daniel inspects the body of the bugbear, the closest creature near his dagger. The bugbear has a poorly-fitted and haphazardly-constructed suit of hide armor. It was armed with a morningstar and a scorched and dented shield remains strapped to its arm. A coin purse containing 12 silver and 5 gold pieces is found on its body.

The horse regards Coda and the halfling's 'words,' which to the party sound like a halfling making horse noises. Finally, the mare snorts, flaring her nostrils and stamping her hoof.