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[scapheap]

"I will take ice, good sir."

She turn back to the goblin "If you say 'Hey, listen!' even once, I won't even bother to give you a shallow grave."

[Remuthra]

Ah, but of course. Fire is my wish, if you please.

Now, state your business, goblin! Helper NPCs don't come around 'till the first town!

[darkpaladin109]

Take a Ranged Tech weapon. Missiles preferable.

[ShadowHammer]

The merchant comes back from the cart, arms full of weapons.

Take a technological melee weapon from the cart.

He looks rather confused that Golemborg already has one of his weapons, but then he just shrugs and tosses the tech melee weapon back into the cart. He walks around, handing everyone their weapon.

Truly, good peddler, I fear I have misjudged you. I accept your offer; provide me if you would with an armament of suitable range and mystique to protect this noble convoy.

Subject nods "I would like an enchanted close quarter weapon."

Take a Ranged Tech weapon. Missiles preferable.

Spoiler: GM note (click to show/hide)

Preference for missiles noted, I will add them to my to-do list of items.

Take a technological melee weapon from the cart.

As the merchant is giving you your loot, the goblin continues the helper NPC argument.
To Sir Joseph:


To Subject-173:


After the equipment is handed out, the merchant asks,

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THANK YOU MERCHANT.

READY >= YESSit on the cart and wait for the ride to the troll caverns.

[scapheap]

"Good." She turn back to the merchant "As ready as I'll ever be."

[ShadowHammer]

Spoiler: GM note (click to show/hide)

I'm taking your lack of responses as a yes, you are ready to go.

Now that you're all ready, you hop into the back of the merchant's cart and set off. While you're travelling, the goblin gives you a tip about troll fighting.

...

You can't tell if he's serious or not.

The merchant also gives you a warning.

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LATER THAT DAY...
You are traveling down the road, and in the near-ish distance, there is a dark hole in the ground; the entrance to the Troll Caverns.
Sir Joseph is watching out the back of the wagon, and he sees a flash movement: two kobolds scurrying through the rocks! Subject-173 also catches the flicker of movement, but he only sees one of the kobolds. The rest of the party doesn't see them.
(automatic perception checks: Sir Joseph 9+2, Subject 6+3, Golemborg 1+0, RocketRacer 3+0, Merchant ?+?)

Sir Joseph and Subject-173, what do you do?

[Remuthra]

How much foliage is around the kobolds?

[ShadowHammer]

There is no foliage, but the ground is very uneven and rocky, giving them lots of cover to hide behind.

[Remuthra]

Alright. In that case, I jump off the back of the cart and hail them.

Hail, kobold creatures! It is I, Sir Joseph Nathaniel Ferdinand Von Bridgenstein, Lord Illustrative of Windmore Fief, Slayer of the Golden Demon of Khazat, High Priest of Panxixte the Honorable, and Humble Servant of His Majesty the Lord Eldric (Remuthra)  What be your business following this wagon?

[scapheap]

Subject ready her spell encase things get ugly.

[ShadowHammer]

Alright. In that case, I jump off the back of the cart and hail them.

Hail, kobold creatures! It is I, Sir Joseph Nathaniel Ferdinand Von Bridgenstein, Lord Illustrative of Windmore Fief, Slayer of the Golden Demon of Khazat, High Priest of Panxixte the Honorable, and Humble Servant of His Majesty the Lord Eldric (Remuthra)  What be your business following this wagon?

Subject ready her spell encase things get ugly.

You both do so, but the kobolds simply shout,

and run away. They're fairly fast, but definitely not even on Rocket Racer's level. The rest of you might be able to catch them with a bit of luck, or if Rocket slowed them down for you.
Do you wish to pursue them?

[darkpaladin109]

Pursue the Kobolds in my imaginary car.

[Remuthra]

Leave the kobolds to their privacy and hop back on the wagon. They seem like decent people.

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TARGET ACQUIREDPursue the kobolds.