Even further emboldened by the continued misses, the goblin leader advanced on the lovely halfling twins, a leer on his face and lecherous fingers reaching out to grab them by their naughty bits! "Goblins kill longshanks, but maybe spare missies if you kneel and beg for your lives!"<br/><br/>"Not if I have anything to say about it!" A woman - the innkeeper of the Rusty Dragon tavern, who had helped feed the crowd during lunch - pushed her way out of the panicking crowd. Holding a frying pan in a two-handed grip, she swung it at the goblin's head from behind, resulting in a satisfying clunk as the little green creep was knocked out cold. "That's how you do it girls! Ameiko Kaijitsu at your service!"<br/><br/>While Thrask disposed of his goblin, Cael and the final goblin exchanged blows, but each of them proved far more adept at dodging than landing a solid blow on the other. The issue was finally resolved when the goblin was skewered by a longsword thrust from behind, the body then kicked aside to reveal the dour-faced Sheriff, badge of office pinned on his chest.<br/><br/>Before there was any chance to rest, though, a man's scream accompanied by a dog's frantic barking come from the north, from the direction of Sandpoint's north gate. "I'll evacuate the citizens here, you four see who needs help up there," he spoke with the voice of one used to giving orders.<br/><br/>An explosion behind them interrupted his words; one of the food carts had exploded spectacularly into flame when the cooking oil was ignited by a trio of arson-happy torch-wielding goblins, who were trying to set everything they could reach alight with their burning torches.<br/><br/>"That's my cart you green bitches!" Ameiko shouted.<br/><br/>"I got this! You check the north gate as I said!" The Sheriff patted Thrask and Cael on the shoulder and hurried towards the burning cart.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>(For those who head for the north gate, you get one round of time for buffing / whatever before you arrive.)</em><br/><br/>Near Sandpoint's north gate, a goblin mounted on a goblin dog - a pink hairless mockery of a dog with all the domestication of a dog replaced by violence and hatred - had cornered a well-dressed man against the walls of the buildings. He was the source of the screams, and his loyal dog was barking trying to scare the goblins away. Unfortunately this goblin had bite to match his bark, dispatching the dog from goblin-dog-back with a long horsechopper. The dog crashed dying to the ground, barks turning to pained whimpers, as several more previously-cowering goblins emerged from hiding, two of them intent on mutilating the dog's body with their dogslicers while the third sang that earworm of a goblin song, for now unaware of the new arrivals.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>OOC:</strong><br/>Initiative: PCs go first.<br/>Enemies: 1 goblin rider on a goblin dog, 2 goblins with dogslicers, 1 goblin singing, 30 feet away<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Goblin Rider</span><br/>AC 17, touch 14, flat-footed 14<br/>HP 12<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Goblin Dog</span><br/>AC 13, touch 12, flat-footed 11<br/>HP 9<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Goblin Singer</span><br/>AC 18, touch 15, flat-footed 14<br/>HP 9<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Goblin (dogslicer) x2</span><br/>AC 16, touch 13, flat-footed 14<br/>HP 6