SESSION 18b: DAY 8 – THE CAVES OF CHAOS
Malandir thinks to himself "I've got a bad feeling about this...." and slips back to tell the group what he has seen. He describes the corridor to the group and that there is an empty door at the end.
Lucien readies his crossbow and checks over this shoulder occasionally. He knows there is a real danger that there might be a response party on the way from the previous goblin that got away and now might be coming back with friends.
Malandir signals to the group that he is prepared to get closer and listen 20ft from the door for the sound of any movement beyond. He gets his bag of caltrops out and loosens the drawstring. He will go back to listen with an arrow notched to his bow and the caltrops in his other hand.
He thinks to himself if anything rushes out of the room he’ll throw the caltrops bag forward, hoping they will spread over the 10' to his front, then fire an arrow or fall back to the group depending what, or how many what’s, he is facing.
Talmark runs his finder down the blade of Felldrac. The blade is lethally sharp. He patently waits for either a signal to move forward or a shout for help from Malandir.
As Malandir cautiously moves around the corner four arrows shoot straight at him from the darkness. Thwack, the first one lodges in is abdomen for 1pt of damage. Thump, the second bounces off the floor and smacks into his chest but doesn’t penetrate his armour. The third cracks as it impacts against the wall behind him. Smack the fourth hits his left ear cutting clean through it and causing 2pts of damage. As blood streaks down his face and stomach Malandir curses and 5ft steps back into cover.
A deep growling voice issues from the inky darkness behind the door “Vat youz vant? Leave now or ve’ll killz youz all.”
“That’s no goblin” Malandir thinks to himself, “that’s a friggin hobgoblin.”