I thought I posted but apparently I only had it in my mind what I was going to write [so if you move the game along Dok was just going to remain in position for any surprise attack and be available to aid his comrades if their attacks go south against the Bug Bears] EDIT: I should have something written and posted in a couple of days!

I will get a post up in the next couple of days [I just re-read the PM that Brom sent me]

Hornet had relayed to the group that two Bug Bears were by the fire and a third was apparently taunting an Otter that was bound and hanging upside down from a tree limb.

Curiously, the Bug Bear and the Otter seemed to be conversing with one another, but Dok quickly surmised that it was not a pleasant conversation from either party.

Plans were quickly made for a surprise attack, so Dok made a strategic decision to quietly move to a position of seclusion to the far left of his companions, as close to where the Otter was hanging, before they launched their attack.

Dok stood watch on the far left, making sure that there would be no surprise counter-attacks upon his friends, plus being ever vigilant in case any Goblins were also viewing the scene.

The Hill Dwarf Cleric of Helm waited with his battle axe ready, along with a second Spiritual Weapon spell if needed, scanning the surrounding area repeatedly for any signs of unexpected danger

Okay since the way Brom posted at the end of his story summary the question was posed to Casino as follows:

“I’m glad no one got dead or wounded these past few hours,” Luther slicks his hair back with his left hand and drops his hat on the counter. “I’m sure we’re all curious about Casino’s dinner date and then Vegas has an idea on how we can make our next payroll. Casino?”

Vegas will just wait because his explanation of how he made his escape [in game explanation] is tied in with what Luther mentions with the 'and then Vegas has an idea on how we can make our next payroll.'

So I will just wait to read your Post before I finish writing and posting mine!

So Vegas is out of 'Hot Water' and back with the Gang!

Casino is apparently with us, so I will wait for his Post, before I have Vegas disclose what he is carrying and the possibilities for the Group to make some sorely needed Creds with the information he has!

Rescue the Otter

Vegas continued his stroll, a bit relieved that the Sitter Drones had herded the children indoors, but not being so naïve to think that they had not alerted security.

A surge of memories suddenly intruded upon his reflective mood, from when the dapper solo was 18, held hostage by a crazy NeoCorp scientist and his team. It was a time of strange tests, torture and some heavy psychological play, but eventually Casino had sprung the young solo after 10 months of terror and torture that still left a bad taste in the mouth of Vegas for Mad Scientists.

The Frank Sinatra look-a-like’s morbid reverie was broken by a message from Charlie:

<<Call me if possible, otherwise we are work on a solution.>>

Vegas was not inclined to allow the security of this compound to take him back into custody for another round of beatings and cruel torture without some resistance.

As nonchalantly as possible, the charismatic crooner continued his stroll, as he leisurely lifted his agent to dial up Charlie with the intention of apprising him of the present situation; while keeping as vigilant as possible, scouring the surrounding neighborhood for any sign of trouble, or a suitable place for refuge.

Friday is quickly slipping away and I have not typed one word about Vegas [My Apologies!]

It will probably take me a couple of days to write a Post

Dok huddled in as remote of a corner in the shelter as he could find, praying to his deity to renew his spells for the break of day, while keeping a wary eye and ear on the developments with the recent newcomers, whom the hill dwarf cleric of Helm did not completely trust.

In fact, it was in the heat of battle that both Thor and Hornet had gained a deeper trust in the mind and heart of Dok, especially from their shared disdain of the red-capped goblins.

Dok had a deeper respect for Soledad … after the witch had plunged a dagger into the eye of the goblin that she was interrogating.

Hopefully, the entire group assembled in the shelter would prove to be trustworthy, because there was something about this Blacktooth Ridge that was both unsettling …  while laced with dark foreboding!

Dok Spells

(3) Cantrips: Light / Sacred Flame / Spare the Dying

(2) Life Domain Spells: Bless / Cure Wounds

(4) First Level Spells:   Create or Destroy Water / Guiding Bolt / Healing Word / Purify Food and Drink

(2) Second Level Spells: Prayer of Healing / Spiritual Weapon

Vegas is Still In

Thor the Seeker

Vegas had been in tight spots before. In fact, the Crooner had been in worse situations more times than he could currently remember. However, he usually had some sort of familiarity with the surroundings of those seemingly impossible situations; not to mention having his partner Casino or some other type of riff-raff that could lend a hand at the drop of the proverbial hat.

But the Dapper Solo was out of his element in the setting of this unfamiliar corporate compound and the Sitter Drones were obviously more bad news with even worse news probably on the way.

All the Frank Sinatra look-alike could do was to keep strolling, as if he somehow belonged in this neighborhood, by the invitation of some other Good Samaritan and hope that some type of good fortune would intervene, as it had a couple of days earlier when his unknown benefactress had taken him in and tended to his wounds.

The thought of the deceased Jeannette gave him some type of hope that this was not a hopeless situation, but the more he remembered her brutal murder, the more he was determined to avenge her!

Vegas was ready for the fight of his life if need be, as the Dapper Solo quickly surveyed his options for some type of cover or seclusion, should a fire-fight break out in the corporate compound. All the while he kept checking his Agent, as he proceeded as nonchalantly as possible, while monitoring the actions of the Sitter Drones and expecting the imminent arrival of the Corporate Compound Security.

Dok quickly assessed the situation and slowly returned behind the Goblin that he had been threatening before. At least the newcomers were on the same page of killing Goblins as Dok was.

When least expecting it, Dok slipped up behind the Goblin and swiftly slit its throat from ear to menacing ear, then glared at the remaining Goblin, before going about his business of collecting another right ear to add to his collection.

EDIT

So Apparently Soledad stuck the other Goblin in the eye so Dok dispatches both of them and collects their right ears

Thank You

Dok was as patient as he could be, as the Hill Dwarf Cleric fielded questions from Hornet and Thaoran to translate in Goblinese, as he questioned the two captive Goblins, refraining himself from slitting their throats and collecting their right ears to add to his collection.

In fact, the desire to slit their throats was growing more and more with each response to his questions, so much so that Dok could feel his desire to execute his hated enemies mounting almost beyond his control, but he was able to keep his impulse in check for the moment.

Dok just wanted to dispose of the Goblins, so that he and the rest of the party could press on further into the Blacktooth Ridge.

The Hill Dwarf Cleric was about to slice the throat of one of the Goblins, when Soledad stepped forward to question the captive Goblins.

Dok was glad to let the Witch proceed with the questioning, but he stood ready to slice throats and collect right ears, as he did not plan to allow these Goblins to live to see the light of another day.

Vegas was in a tight spot and he decided that he could no longer remain in the housing unit with the dead body of his short-lived benefactress.

As he leaned against the cool metal of the front door, the Charismatic Crooner was becoming more aware of the toll his body had taken from the beatings, so hopping backyard fences was not very feasible in the Frank Sinatra look-alike’s immediate future.

He hummed a tune to himself, contemplating how much time he may still have to wait inside the housing unit, before taking his chances on the outside.

Fondling his Agent with the realization that sunset is about an hour away, the Dapper Solo decided on the spur-of-the-moment to send a message to Charlie and Blossom in hopes that they would understand what his brief message was trying to communicate to them:

‘Frosty is Melting

Send Authorization’

Vegas was hoping that either Charlie or Blossom would realize that he was in dire need of a proper and as fool-proof-as-possible Authorization Code for a Visitor Designation to be on the compound grounds, hoping to buy the Dapper Solo as much time as he needed to elude security, or at best to fly-under-the-radar long enough to remain in relative seclusion, while waiting for an extraction team to arrive!

Having sent the message to both parties, the Charismatic Crooner waited as long as he thought possible inside the housing unit, before nonchalantly opening the door and strolling out into the evening air, singing a soft tune as he made a leisurely right turn, armed with his weapons and wits to embrace the unknown fate that awaited Vegas on the neighborhood streets of the compound grounds.

Vegas made his way ‘Nice-N-Easy’ 

https/www.youtube.com/watch?v=HuANCcsODq0

Still Undecided ... aiming to write up a decision by Friday or Saturday

What to do [probably ruling out the fence hopping and am reconsidering just staying put to deal with whoever shows up ... as opposed to just mingling with the evening crowd outside while looking for a better location or opportunity to survive!]

“I Speak Goblin,” muttered Dok as he withdrew his knife and advanced purposefully towards the fallen Goblins, making sure that the two live Goblins were aware of what he was doing!

Dok remembered his conversation with the sheriff Aaron von Beddering and quickly reminded his comrades that the sheriff had stated that each Goblin ear was worth 2gp, but that there was no double-dipping, as the Goblin ears must only be the right ears!

The Hill Dwarf Cleric pulled two sacks from his backpack and inserted one inside the other, before he began collecting 9 right ears that were worth 18gp back in Botkinburg.

Once he had finished his sordid business, the Cleric of Helm stood in front of the two remaining live Goblins, shaking the double-lined bags rather vigorously, before speaking to the captives:

“Now That I Have Your Undivided Attention … “ Doc allowed his voice to trail off with a menacing grin as he brandished his green-stained knife by slowly pointing the knife in a slow arc beneath each of the right ears of the captive living Goblins … for added effect as he glared at his hated enemies.

Dok momentarily turned to his companions and asked no one in particular, “Any of You Have Any Burning Questions You Would Like Me to Ask Our Captives?”

...... upon what I will decide to have Vegas do ???

Dok maintained his position without exposing himself to the sight-line of the Goblins, as there was possibly two Goblins left standing, unhindered by the hex attacks.

The Hill Dwarf Cleric of Helm prayed and concentrated to maintain his focus, looking for any sign of a Goblin on either the uphill or downhill side of the road.

Dok waited patiently to strike with his Spiritual Weapon at the first sign of a confirmed Goblin target.

The Charismatic Crooner carefully examined the glove he had found, hoping to find any clues regarding its owner, or anything else that might be overlooked to the average eye.

Then the Dapper Solo quickly searched for a baggie or something to encase the glove, before secreting it on his person, in case the brutal owner’s fingerprints were somehow preserved well enough to yield more secret information as to his true identity and purpose in this Sec Corp Compound, at a later time when someone with more expertise could make a more thorough examination.

Vegas was banking on his ability to be reunited with his long-time partner Casino and hopefully, that someone would be able to examine the glove with better results than the Dapper Solo was able to do on such short notice in these confined and compromised close quarters.

The Frank Sinatra look-alike prepared to exit the premises, by either a well-calculated or lucky gamble of choice, in hopes of finding a better place in the compound to await his ‘rescuers’ that he hoped would arrive soon enough to extricate him from his present predicament, like a well-timed calvary unit.

Vegas was certain that a Cleaner would be arriving soon to clean up this mess, so with the evening shadows become longer, the Dapper Solo must make a choice as to what his next move would be.

On a Whim, the Charismatic Crooner decided to pause long enough to take a much closer look at the physical books on chemistry that looked like they had barely been opened, in case he may be fortunate enough to uncover any hidden clues that would be to his advantage.

No Problem just work it into the story where it fits!

Dok had no time for celebration as there were still more Goblins to decapitate!

The Hill Dwarf Cleric of Helm focused his attention to direct the Axe (that had appeared in answer to his Spiritual Weapon spell) against the remaining Goblins who now had bows in hand, alerted by the unexpected ambush that had befallen them!

“And if their intent is a night-time raid

“They shall taste the wrath of my battle axe blade!”

Dok continued repeating this prayer as he directed the Ghostly Axe for another round of attacks against his Goblin foes!