Gaelwyn makes it much of the way across the pit along the narrow ledge, but his foot slips on a smear of some sort of mustard-yellow-colored filth. His fall is quick, with just time for a whispered "Oops" before he crashes to the slimy bottom of the pit, dragging some twenty feet of the slack rope along behind him! He lands on a filthy pile of refuse, which cushions his fall, but is truly a mixed blessing, as it leaves him reeking of a combination of odors that would be frightful individually and, in concert, are simply beyond description.
The bottom of the pit is slimy and walking is slightly tricky, but the rough-hewn walls of the pit appear reasonably climbable.
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Gaelwyn glares up and says "Sure. If you stand up by the edge there I'll throw it right up to you. " then laughs and tries to shake off the worst of the slime.
Then he tries to climb out of the pit on the far side - away from the rest of the group.
If he sees Oldmar's javelin he'll carefully toss it up out of the pit.
Since his first effort fails he'll try again.
Once he clambors over the edge of the pit by the dead goblins, he looks around carefully to make sure he'll be safe.
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"Immensely indebted, sir," Oldmar remarks, catching the javelin by the haft. Once Gaelwyn gets the rope set up on the far side, Oldmar attaches it at this end and tries his luck along the edge.
Ironically, he promptly falls in as well.
Finally clear of the bit, Oldmar is rendered catatonic for the remainder of the mission, so great is the shame of having such soiled clothing and gear. Fortunately, his journal is safe deep in his pack, so he need not surrender his wayfinder on the spot.
Ekkie watches the Pathfinders make their way across the slimy pit, cackling a bit when Gaelwyn and Oldmar fall in. Once everyone is across, she adroitly scampers along the narrow ledge and joins the party on the other side. ”Never been this far,” she says to Gaelwyn, her voice a mixture of fear and awe, ”they kill me if they see me. But they kill you too! You go first.” She quickly searches the fallen goblins and discovers a flask of alchemist’s fire on one of them, then turns, ready to bring up the rear.
Turning the corner ahead reveals a long, ten-foot wide hallway with several doors coming off it. The first door leads into what appears to be some kind of training room for tiny thieves. It contains peculiar equipment, such as several human-sized training dummies covered with bells for pickpocketing practice, and an obstacle course studded with sharp nails and jagged junk, but nothing else of interest.
Continuing down the hall, the next room first appears to be another waste disposal area, but a closer look reveals it to be the sleeping area for a number of goblins. Scattered heaps of smelly bedding, moldy food, and rubbish lie scattered about, and the only things that really distinguish it from the recent pit trap are the lack of a slime mold and the fact that one doesn’t have to climb out of it. A door on the north side of this room opens to reveal a very long, narrow hallway.
Ekkie grumbles a bit, saying, ”Nightsoils all run away? This place empty! They not so tough!” In spite of this, she carefully maintains her position behind the party as they approach the next door.
The ceiling of this room has partially collapsed, creating a two-story space to the north while exposing the chamber above to the south. Rubble lies haphazardly about the place, with some other larger pieces serving as tabletops for crude alchemical apparatuses. Soot, scorch marks, and other chemical residues cover many of the chamber’s walls and other surfaces. A sizable slab of jagged debris leans against the broken edge of the upper level’s floor in the room’s center. The upper level seems clear of wreckage and contains several wooden worktables. Opposite the entrance, a set of stone steps that once rose to the upper level are broken away halfway up their length. The whole chamber smells of burnt oil and acrid chemicals.
Rokdor and Sobestion spot a goblin hiding behind a large chunk of rubble, and Oldmar’s sharp eyes detect a second goblin trying to hide as well! Unfortunately, before they can act on what they’ve seen, each of the goblins throws a small flask at Gaelwyn! He’s quite lucky, however, as the flasks smash into the wall on either side of him.
The dwarves move their stalwart selves into the room, as Sobestian hums an inspiring song!
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Gaelwyn sees that his comrades have the Goblin closer to the stairs in hand and charges to attack the remaining Goblin at the north end of the room.
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Gaelwyn advances into the room, but the goblin he attacks is far too nimble and he misses!
The goblin facing Oldmar tries to dart away from him, but it stumbles on a chunk of rubble as it moves. Oldmar’s axe comes sweeping down and cleaves a goblin skull in twain! It takes a moment to shake the axe loose of the thick bone of the goblin’s pate, but Oldmar is confident the little fellow will trouble him now more.
Gaelwyn’s goblin proves its nimbleness once again, dodging back and moving away from him, making it to the base of the stairs. Once the goblin is safely away, he tosses a flaming flask! The flask strikes Gaelwyn, setting him alight!
To everyone’s surprise, a third goblin pops up from the rubble, launching a flask at Rokdor before running away! The throw is a poor one, but the flask bursts into a huge ball of flame and catches the dwarf on fire anyway!
At the same moment, a goblin leans over the edge of the room above and drops something on Rokdor, which explodes violently, the flames reaching Sobestian in the doorway! Ekkie steps forward and peers in the door, her eyes wide. She can be heard saying, ”Ooooh! Aaah!” at the explosion, as if she’s watching a celebration of Andoran Independence Day.
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Gaelwyn staggers for a moment before lunging to attack the two goblins in front of him. "If I don't kill them they'll just keeping throwing alchemists fire at me. "
If a cleave is possible:
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Rokdor focuses on putting out the flames covering her, and succeeds in dowsing them! Oldmar’s axe strikes down another goblin, and Sobestian’s whip causes the one at the bottom of the stairs to crash to the floor. Hakotep readies himself to cast a spell, and Gaelwyn swings his greatsword through the empty air where the tripped goblin stood a moment ago! Meanwhile, flickering flames continue to burn on Gaelwyn’s raiment, singeing him a bit more before going out.
The tripped goblin leaps to his feet, dodging Gaelwyn’s blade as he moves. He scrambles up the stairs, hopping over the gap in the broken staircase and hauling himself up to the next level!
The goblin on the upper level cackles as three of the invaders group themselves together, and he launches another bomb, aimed at Sobestian! His aim is poor however, and the bomb explodes on the floor next to the bard! Ekkie steps further into the room, a wide grin crossing her face as the bomb bursts in a ball of fire! She claps her hands in excitement at the noise and destruction.
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Assuming there is a concentration of goblins Gaelwyn can reach, he'll attack.
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Gaelwyn sees an area of the ledge the goblins don't seem to be covering and runs up to climb to reach upper level.
And while he's able to reach the ledge the loose stonework at the edge comes apart as he attempts the climb. Hopefully his efforts will distract the goblins.
"We need to think this through more carefully - these goblins are way better prepared and equipped than I expected. After we're through this room we need to regroup and plan our entrances with some care."
Rokdor’s magical fist tags the goblin with the bombs, causing him to snarl at her for a moment, though his attention is soon diverted to Gaelwyn’s ascent of the broken stairway. Oldmar chucks a javelin, which bangs off the ceiling and clatters amidst the rubble on the floor. Ekkie peers around the corner of the doorway, eyes wide, and looks at the goblins up above, continuing to admire the fires and explosions they’re adding to the fun! Hakotep continues casting his spell, while Gaelwyn makes some progress up the stairs toward the goblins on the upper level.
The goblin at the top of the stairs hurls a flask of fire of Gaelwyn, but it bounces off the wall and lands harmlessly behind the stalwart fighter. The bomb-throwing goblin, however, is much more accurate in his throw, and he hurls an explosive flask right at Gaelwyn’s chest, the blast engulfing Oldmar and Sobestian as well!
The goblin at the top of the stairs shakes off the effects of Hakotep's spell, but the mad bomber drops to the floor, sound asleep!
Gaelwyn catches on fire, burning as he stands partway up the ruined staircase! Oldmar and Sobestian’s projectiles fly harmlessly past the last goblin standing.