It is just past noon, the sun is attempting to get through a grey overcast and a light mist still falls. The temperature has warmed a bit taking a bit of chill away. There is a thin wisp of smoke on the horizon in the direction that you are travelling……
The thin wisp grows thick as you crest a hill the caravan turns sharply to the right establishing itself perpendicular to the smoke.
From this distance the PCs can see that another caravan is under attack. There is a wooden wagon that is furiously burning and slightly off the road. There are 4 other wagons and you can see humans or humanoid figures moving about the carts fighting.
Guard rides back to you “Nothing that concerns us, let this crap blow over and we’ll be on our way.” Helm tells the guard, “Hey we’ll take care of this for a bit of coin” The guards laugh at him
The party sees a low ridgeline topped with trees running almost to the wagons. They deduce that the sooner this attack ends the sooner they can get on their way and decide to head into the attack.
Tiberius Hammersmyth is first out of the cart, leaping over the side and rushing along the hillock, most of the rest of the party follows and quickly catches him, the fleet footed Elven Druid Mourning Storm gets to the ridgeline first
The party sees one wagon being driven off by the humanoids. Others are fleeing with loot in random directions. As you arrive at the copse of trees you can see that there are three wagons left (and the burning one that is mostly charred ash now) The attackers stand 3 feet high with ruddy green skin wearing tatters of leather and bone. Their have long gangly arms and broad flat faced heads you believe them to be goblins wielding clubs
Several Goblins are attempting to get one horse to pull a 2 horse wagon, but the other horse is dead in its harness and they appear to be whipping both animals, progress is slow.
Mourning Storm Prepares a cone of cold spell as several other characters draw bows. A blast stretches from the druid’s outstretched hands dotting the grass and dirt with frost and striking the road behind the nearest goblins.
Kvothe, son of Arliden Fires an arrow that strikes the ground very near the goblins and Tiberius Hammersmyth Lets out a shout as he uses his shield like a sled sliding down the hill toward the goblins position.
The party fans out and begins advancing on the goblins They see that there are men in one of the carts firing crossbows at the goblins, and the goblins had been firing stones with slings, but are now confused with fire coming from behind them and a dwarf riding a shield down a hill.
Another wave of frost from the Druid Mourning Storm washes over the nearest two goblins, they appear to be frozen in place. One of the attacking goblins is felled by a bolt from the wagon, strait between the eyes, it pitches backward twitching and dead.
Quick Archer (Ganra Mortwog) while rushing down the hill he throws off his heavy cloak, others see that he is a tall slender orc with a shock of silver hair. Ganra pounces on a retreating goblin driving a dagger deep into its chest. An arrow zips from Kvothe striking a goblin in front of Tiberius who swings his mighty axe at it but only connects with air. The goblin reacts with a swing of its puny club but Tiberious drives it away with his shield and Ganra is able to dispatch this goblin with another well placed dagger strike.
Toruk decides to stop the one horse wagon that is escaping and fires and arrow at the horse pulling it. The arrow embeds deep into the horse and it stumbles and falls. The goblins abandon the cart and begin to flee. Armand Tanzarian Is busy playing fireman and creating water to douse the burning wagon. and Helm Tallstag Has decided to join the fray and is rushing down the road.
In the end the party kills 5 goblins wounds and captures another, and succeeds in driving the rest of the goblins off. A few seconds of tension between the two men on the wagon is dispelled and the party discovers the caravan held goblin children in cages, 4 in each cart. This appears to be a group of slavers dealing in goblin young.
The men on the cart promise a reward if the party helps them to Safeton, but the party is not interested and tells the men they are on their own. Ganra and Morning Storm pick up light crossbows with Morning Storm also grabbing a short sword from the dead.
The goblins had looted everything else and managed to free a few of their young, but there are several in cages crying. The party ignores the crying Goblin young. Toruk has cut some meat and hide from the dead horse. The captured goblin is interrogated but the goblin’s interrogation goes badly and ends with its death. No one seems to bat an eye when Turok bashes it to death with a rock.
Meanwhile back on the cart Vincent Rhodes and Alynis have discovered that the old man whom was picked up on the road, has died….Vincent ends up with some gold from the mans purse and Alynis removes a lock of his (old man’s) hair….because magic users are odd like that. The guards are informed and they unceremoniously dump his body from the cart. You see one guard rifle through the dead mans clothing looking for anything, but Vincent has taken it already.
Alynis is slightly more concerned with the disposal of the old man’s body. She admonishes the guards who laugh at her as she does a quick eulogy service on the man. Her anterior motive is to take the old man’s cloak though. When she gets back on the wagon several see her in the smelly old cloak from the old man and think that she is crazy
The caravan returns to the road and picks the party up, there is no thanks from the caravan guards, and the pleas of the goblin slavers for assistance go unanswered as the caravan pulls away.