The party’s adventures continued last Sunday… Having assimilated the lesson that diplomacy works better before you open fire, and having been hired to eliminate a nest of goblins, our merry band of heroes barged in on the goblins claiming to be a travelling band of chefs sent to pay homage by serving the them a meal.
OK, I thought, goblins are not the sharpest tools in the box, couple of good dice rolls… let’s see where this goes. Idaho Caramba, the ranger, started laying out food on the table. How would this be cooked, the goblins wanted to know? By magic, Idaho explained, it’s all part of the service. Gather round the table and our wizard will cook the food.
You can see this coming, can’t you? Burning Hands, followed by screams and violence. One slightly singed goblin escaped towards the next room, to be hacked down by the warforged fighter in the doorway. The session ended just as the warforged looked up from the body to see the rest of the goblins looking on in surprise and alarm. Nick is now trying to persuade me he can take an extended rest before tackling this new group, so that his Brute Strike power will regenerate. I think not.
Notably, for the first time on record, Giulia’s character didn’t get mortally wounded. Not even a scratch. She still isn’t hitting anything, though.