Pathfinder: The Fishing Village Saga – The Final Chapter

Yes, we spent 5 sessions dealing with a goddamn fishing village…

Brian – Me – Dwarven Sorcerer
Yu – Craig – Half-Orc Monk
Maldon – David – Human Rogue
Andreas – Fernando – Elven fighter

The goblins had made their first strike, shaking the whole village awake.  Andreas did a top job of waking up Ulrich and his mistress (Yelling ‘FIRE’ then standing in the doorway).  Those leaving their homes were greeted with the unfolding scene: Ulrich’s house/the village hall was now fully ablaze and a group of zombies were shuffling their way into the village.

This led us to coming up with a new wintery song:
“Well the zombies are frightful, but the fire….is also frightful,
but since we’ve nowhere to go, Flurry of Blows, Flurry of Blows, Flurry of Blows”

Our brave party took the zombies head on, except for Brian who took pot shots from a distance and missed a lot.  We almost stopped all of the zombies from threatening the villagers, but after a tug of war with one of the hut’s doors, one broke in and started mauling the lusty bench [sic].  After dealing with his own undead concerns, Maldron headed in the direction the zombies had come from, but his limited vision in the dark meant he could only just make out a couple of hobgoblin figures and the sound of a large wheeled contraption (a catapult?)

He returned to find the rest of the party moping up the remains of the final zombie, but the lusty bench lay bleeding out on the doorstep.  In one quick swoop, he took the mysterious amulet, uttered the incantation and grasped her throat, sucking out her soul.  This left him with some minor buffs, but an awful lot of explaining to do…

Maldron was ordered our of the village immediately, with the intention of the rest of us following, but Brian took this opportunity to maybe get a bit of information.  Threatening Ulrich with the prospect of Maldron coming back in the dead of night to get the information, he demanded that Ulrich revealed why he had had suspicions of us, the amulet and had previously had no interest in us going after the goblins.  Before being turfed out, we didn’t really receive any real answers to these, apart from the fact that Ulrich might have been in the same situation as us at one time. We could even go so far to guess that he was in the party that took down one of the lady’s first captors (the one of the four statues that was destroyed)

Back in the forest, without a proper nights rest and rather pissed off at Maldron, the party started putting some distance between themselves and the village before setting up camp.  However, they hadn’t gotten far before spotting yet another group of goblins in the forest.  With goblins as yet unaware of the our presence and wanting to avoid a fight, we hid our sledge and all climbed up trees.  The sledge hiding wasn’t fantastic, however and the goblins pretty much stumbled over it on entering the area.

“Leave ye sledge be, or get your asses kicked”, or words to those effect, Maldron yelled from his tree-top hiding spot.  The goblins laughed, even if he wasn’t the only one they’d have to beat, the sledge gave them more than enough impetus to fight.  So the rain of death began….

Brian, having re-centered his aim, headshotted one of the little ones straight off the bat.  Yu hit a larger one with a shuriken, but with little effect. What did have an effect was him jumping down from the tree and hammering it home with a double-crit punch, hitting that point in a goblin’s body where the whole thing just explodes into a fine dust.  Unfazed by his now non-existent buddy’s death, the other hobgoblin swiped Yu into a tree, leaving him unconcious and bleeding out.  This was not enough to secure his safety, however, as the rest of the party quickly subdued him.

Now we have a subject to torture for information, suggested Maldron…


Pathfinder : The Fishing Village Saga Pt 2

Brian – Me – Dwarven Sorcerer
Yu – Craig – Half-Orc Monk
Maldon – David – Human Rogue
Andreas – Fernando – Elven fighter

With the goblin village surrounded, we set our plan in motion.  Brian summoned a ghostly figure as a distraction, although this did not have the intended effect, as instead of leading a goblin or two away, it alerted them that something was up.  Next, Andreas missed the goblin dog and gave his own position away, with the goblin dog quickly barreling towards him.  Keen to set something right, Brian hit the first goblin directly in the head with a crossbow bolt.  Yu and Maldron quickly stormed in to take two more goblins out, while the fourth began to flee.

At this point, four hobgoblins (bigger goblins) turned up.  The largest wore the garb of what might be a leader, one had a net and spear and the two others were more like your run of the mill hobgoblins.  These last two came charging into our battle, with a frantic mix of punches, stabs and acid to meet them.  Andreas was kind enough to join in too, after almost being mauled to death single-handedly by the goblin dog.  Maldron was knocked unconcious and started bleeding out, but we quickly finished off the last attacking hobgoblin and stabilised him.  When we turned around, the escaping little goblin, the leader-looking one and the net carrying hobgoblin had all vanished.

After regrouping, we began to make our way back to the fishing village.  With everyone but Brian having been injured, we decided to have another go at working out the purpose of the amulet we had found.  Andreas, covered in goblin dog teeth marks, took it and read the inscription, feeling power surge through him but with nowhere for it to go.  Brian suggested touching Maldron as he might be able to heal other people, but this had no visible effect.  Unbeknownst to us at the time, however, this caused Maldron to have to fight for his life once more, to avoid being sucked towards the light.  He succeeded, but with a little bit less luck, we might well have lost a party member from this little experiment.

Once back at the fishing village, Brian announced (and slightly overexagerated) our triumps to Ulrich, the village elder.  He thanked us and said we could stay as long as we required to recover.  Over the next few days, while the others recovered, Brian learn how to catch Bunyips (the seal/shark thingys) and improved his card tricks.   Meanwhile, while in recovery, Maldron was following his suspicions that Ulrich might know more about the world than he was letting on and showed him the amulet.  Ulrich continued to claim ignorance, although warned of dangerous things in the world, of which the amulet might be one of.  After a couple of days, a bit of scouting around the village indicated there had been no goblin activity  and we we prepared to stay one final night at the village before heading to the giant’s foot.

Brian thanked Ulrich for his hospitality and offered for the party to split the village watches between them for the night.  Ulrich agreed and Brian took up first watch.  An uneventful period occurred before his handover to Andreas and Maldron, although Maldron wasn’t planning on his watch being quite so quiet.  Wanting information from Ulrich, he snuck into the village elder’s house to shake it out of him in the dead of night. He had only just got past the front door when an almighty crash shook the building, leaving a hole in the side of a building and the house caught fire

The goblins were retaliating…