After finishing lunch on the festival there was a planned consecration of the town Cathedral that we were all invited to attend. Father Zentus had barely begun by using a thunderstone to bring everyone to attention when disparate screams rang out from various locations in the crowd. I then noticed goblins streaming out from various hiding places, chanting and screeching as they came. They chanted a war song of some sort, it is beneath me to even repeat their vile words.
As the crowd began to quickly turn into a panic stricken stampede, Inuyasha sprung into action and killed one of the goblins. I then noticed Cyanne casting fire and burning one of them. I then quickly took control of one of their bodies and made the little monster walk into Inuyasha's sword, killing himself. I glanced at Cyanne to see her reaction, but she wasn't even looking in my direction!
Johann Sebastian Bach & Billy Crow began singing and playing their instruments, which gave us a boon to our spirits and encouraged our success to fight the little imps.
A group of goblins and what appeared to be their leaders then entered and attacked people in the town square in front of the Cathedral. Once again I was impressed to see Cyanne killing 5 at one time all lined up. The dumb little creatures as much as begged for her to die, gathering in one group like that!
After we had wiped out anything that even looked like a goblin in the town square, the townsfolk began peaking out of windows and doorways with relief and gratitude on their faces and praise for our assistance. They started calling us the Heroes of Sandpoint! A bit pretentious I think, but I'll take it.
We were invited back to the Rusty Dragon by Aldern, who wanted to thank us, especially me for burning so many of them down!
Amiko was happy to see us and had heard about what happened and what we'd done before we could even get there. Word spreads fast in small towns, I suppose. She was so grateful that she offers us a week's room & board for free and I accept, of course.
As I was basking in the attention and adoration of everyone that entered the tavern to speak with us, we were approached by Daviren, who says he is a retired ranger. He was sure angry about the goblin attack and ready for a little retribution. He asked if he could hire us to kill more goblins. He's offering to pay per each pair of goblin ears we bring him. After a very brief discussion, we all consented to help him hunt them down. He is so eager to kill more gobbies that he offers to pay us even more if we bring him along.
We accompanied Daviren to Shankswood, and Daviren used his tracking skills to lead us to some camps. We were able to sneak up on a few, but that didn't work on all occasions and of course Storm Shadow tripped on his own spear.
I brought my fire skills to bear and to blast the goblins in one encampment and tripped when I moved forward to blast them, thus taking the blast to my own face. I was unharmed, of course, but when I glanced at the others to check if they had seen anything of course Cyanne was snickering to herself. That bitch!
We now are about to venture forth into what appears to be the main goblin settlement, if that is what you would call it. It's dark, dank, and smells like ass.