Lucius Cypher

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Mica kept looking at the ring, shuffling it around in his hands or balancing it on his finger tip. He did this for quite a while before he noticed you looking at him. Then he holds the ring out to you, pointing towards your hand to the ring. “Ah! Enchantment! Try!”

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Mica eyes widen when he saw the doll. "Enchantment!" But he also looked at the bag, still poking it. "Enchantment, enchantment!" If you didn't stop him, he would dig his hand into your bag and take out that rusty iron ring. "Enchantment!" Ferric kept his eyes on the road but spoke up. "Aye, sorry. He's great at weaving magic into things, and has a great nose for the arcane and such, but he's not... The best at explaining things. From the sounds of it though you have a few magic items. Once we hit the camp, I'll be more than willing to help identify them for you."

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"Antiques mostly, but we do have some gear for adventuring types too. See, my boy and I actually made most of our fortune delving into ruins and such. Usually there isn't too many dangers aside from many a couple of wild beasts, but nothing I can't handle as you can see. We also refurbish equipment we find in our travels." Before the party had left, you might've noticed Ferric picking up all of the goblin weapons and putting them into a barrel. "I'm a bit of a blacksmith you see, so I can make pretty much anything shiny and new."

As they traveled, Mica seemed to paw at your bag. He didn't really speak to you, but he kept poking at something in there. It wasn't random, it seemed like he wanted to get something inside, but wasn't going to just stick his hand into your bag to get it. Though he didn't seem to bother asking you about it either. When Ferric noticed he spoke up. "Ah, sorry about my boy there. He's... Not all there in the head, you see. He's harmless but he's not exactly... Normal. But he's a savant when it comes to enchanting!" When Ferric said that, Mica spoke up excitedly. "Enchantment!"

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"Righto. All aboard!" Once Mica calmed the donkeys down, the girls and the dwarves would load up onto the cart and continue forward. Pylia took out her crossbow, ready and loaded in case more danger showed up. In the mean time Ferric tried to engage in some small talk. "So where you girls heading anyways? My boy and I are just stopping by the camps to trade until we hit Gransys. We've finally secured enough funds to buy us a little shop to settle down in!"

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Ferric limped over to the cart. His son also got out of the cart to help his dad, lifting it up the cart just enough for Pylia to adjust the wheel to the axle. ^Repair.^ Once more using her magic, Pylia was able to mend the damage done to the cart. It took a good two minutes, but eventually the wheel was fixed, if still creaky. Ferric looked over and nodded. "Definitely going to need to replace it, but it ought to be enough to get us to camp. Once more I gotta say, I'm much obliged for your help. Say, why don't we all head out together? Make sure those goblin bastards think twice before attacking us!"

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He let out a breath of relief as she stood up. "Oh thank the gods. Or rather, thank you two! I don't know what I'd do if I had to fight them alone." Standing up to his feet he went to check on the donkeys. One was braying loudly in fright while the other was nearly dead. Pylia was quick to feed him a goodberry too to stabilize him, however he was still severely wounded. Not to mention the cart now had a broken wheel. "Good grief. Those goblins sure know how to set up an ambush. But where's my manners? My name is Ferric, Ferric Strider. That's my son, Mica Strider." Pylia checked on the wheel, poking it with her dagger. "I might be able to fix this a bit, but I'll need you two to hold the wagon up while I do so."

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The goblin was alone, facing off against two women who have certainly proven to be stronger than him or his leader. Perhaps fear kept his feet still, or maybe a false sense of bravado. Your attempts at scaring him didn't seem to work, if anything he almost felt insulted that you would treat him like such a pest as oppose to the threat he thinks he is. Just as he was about to lunge at you, he was struck by a divine bolt of fire as Pylia approached. She did not look the least bit amused, her dagger still dripping with the blood of the goblin's ally. With this, he dropped his sword and ran into the forest as quickly as he could, his cries and yelps echoing until they were no more.

With the goblin gone Pylia went over to the dwarf and fed him one of her goodberries. His wounds started a heal, just a little, and it was enough to get him to open his eyes. "Ugh... Thank you... Please, my son, tell me he's okay?" In the cart was the dwarf's son, though he was only slightly smaller than the man himself. Despite the bloodshed he seemed fairly chipper and unaffected. He just waved at you two and with dopey smile. "Hello."

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Fo sho.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

The smaller goblin was able to jump over your staff, showing a surprising amount of strength for such tiny creatures. As you tried to kick the hobgoblin, he simply raised his spiked shield to intercept. You had to pull your leg back quickly to avoid skewering your own foot, as both attacks failed to do much good. However the tide of battle would soon change as Pylia feinted the goblin, making it look like she was going for a neck stab when she ends up dropping the dagger into a readied hand, stabbing him through the heart. After pushing him off her short blade she turned towards you and raised her hand towards you, saying a quick prayer for protection. ^Protect the Faithful!^ A glowing aura would surround you, seemingly pushing away hostile forces.

Just in time too as the goblin who you tried to strike lunges at you, but his blade ends up deflected off what appeared to be thin air. But at that same moment, the hobgoblin rushed towards you, his sword ready to cleave your head clean off. But before he could you could see from the corner of your eye the dwarf stand up and knock the blow away. "Get yer grontching paws off dis fine ol lass or so help me, I'll splint ya gobbler in twain ya pinko arsed dirt lickin spoon shittah!" And sure enough, though the hobgoblin stood twice as tall as the dwarf, he swung upwards right into the goblin's gonads, but he didn't stop there. He continued upwards, through the rusted iron chain shirt, through the beaten and dirty leather cuirass, and right into the sternum of the hobgoblin, and launched him all the way towards the forest in a spray of blood and gore. Using what little energy he had left, the dwarf fell to the ground, leaving you with the final goblin who was starting to have some second thoughts now.

Rolls and Info

Initiative:
Goblins 2 (1/3) = 19
Goblins 1 (1/3) = 18
Dwarf = 14
Big Gob = 14
Sylvia = 9
Pylia = 3

Pylia's Attack = 23
Dagger Damage = 3

Goblin 1C Attack = 15

Dwarf Attack = 13
Dwarf Attack = Nat 20 (24)
Crit Axe = 22

Goblin 2C is Slain!
Hobgoblin is Slain!

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Okai, I'mma do some rolls and then make a post.