Returning to the ambush, the four members remain pin behind their respective trees. The goblins, unaware of their prey's incoming reinforcements, continued to work at the four humanoids, working there way around the trees in an attempt to get a better shot. However, just as one came around to Damaia and Ozwald, a small rock was sent flying through the air, barely missing the eager goblin. Seeing how close the attack was to hitting him, the goblin backed of a little, however, Damaia was discouraged, she had spent a decent amount of time making that sling, yet she wasn't able to hit a single thing. Taking a glance at Ozwald, she saw that her feathery companion had already begun to heal himself, a nearly invisible golden glow enveloped his body slowly repairing the hole in his body.

Meanwhile, while Artemis was still fussing over the bloody arrow in her shoulder, Esmery was chanting out a spell, placing all her attention on her target up in the trees. Suddenly opening her eyes, a chilling aura emanated from her body, as she reach out with her hand towards an abstract direction. 

Next to a goblin, a sudden biting cold came from his side. Looking over his shoulder, what it saw made all the blood drain from its sickly green face. A giant skeletal hand, covered in a chilling blue aura, was openly grasping at his head. The goblin wanted to scream, to run, to do anything, but he couldn't, time crawled as the boney fingers of the giant hand wrapped around his face, searing pain reawakened him, as a pervasive rot sunk into his flesh. Emery, the one controlling the hand, wasn't done just yet, before the goblin could even mount a defense, she effortlessly unclenched her grip on him, allowing the goblin's own movements to throw himself off the tree, crashing head first into the ground. The sound of a fleshy splat was easily heard by all the people in the area, further confirmed by the physical sight of the broken corpse laid out right in front of the forest. 

Realizing that one of them had just perished at the hands of, what could only be perceived as a mysterious and haunting, form of magic, the remaining 3 goblins completely gave up any pre-conception of stealth, loudly shouting out at the 4 figures below them. Each taking another shot at their own target, one manages to get a close shot at Damaia, gazing her. To her defense, Damaia was also protecting Ozwald, but she figured that things couldn't go on like this, and with the goblins giving the positions away like that, she had an idea. Scaling up the tree she was taking cover behind, Damaia quickly made her way up the the goblins level, from there hopping over towards the nearest goblin as quickly as she could. Though much to the goblins credit, and Damaia's dismay, they were able to fire of an arrow at her just as she was in mid hop. 

As the arrow quickly approached, Damaia was forced to stretch out her legs, allowing her to just barely, but elegantly, push off a branch, so to dodge the oncoming arrow. Meanwhile, on the ground floor, Esmery decided to dress the Artemis's injury, and with one swift motion, pulled out the arrow, and in another, wrapped up the hole it left behind. Nonetheless, her quick and decisive actions did little to alleviate the sharp pain that stabs into Artemis, causing her to scream out again.

Coming into the battle, Artorias was riding Nezarec while in a crouched position, Nezarec was giddily charging past Emery and Artemis and Wendell was growing even more concerned after witnessing Artemis scream out in pain. The goblins, distracted by Damaia, weren't aware of their prey's reinforcements. A loud, rocky growl from the charging rock horse made sure to change that, however, it was made pointless as Nezarec rammed straight into a tree that a goblin was perched on, twin shields protecting him against most of the damage, the tree fell over, most of the splinters, very unluckily, flying into the still restrained Wendelin. 

However, not one to let an opportunity go to waste, Artorias had already launched himself into the air, meeting the falling goblin half way. Lunging his massive great sword down, he used his blades weight to spin once, before aiming it at the defenseless goblin. The sword, assisted by the added momentum and inertia, cleanly cleaved the goblin vertically in-half, each side sent flying in a different direction. Artorias then landed unharmed on the forest floor, crouched down, ready for his next target, however all that awaited was the impressed face of his still injured friend Oswald, who had transformed into his human form.

Ozwald, ".....that was awesome."

Seeing that they were suddenly on the loosing end of the battle, the goblin that wasn't shooting Damaia, started to run. The goblin that was still facing of the oncoming rogue, suddenly realized that continuing to shoot at said rogue was stupid, but by the time that thought entered his head, the same rogue was already right in front of him. Damaia slashed out at the goblin, cleaving a deep cut diagonally across his torso, not killing him, but there would be no saving him at that point either. Just as she landed next to the goblin, Cole, who had been sneaking around the battle, finally broke out of stealth, dashing right by his dark elf friend, so as to chase after the fleeing goblin.

Esmery, continued to check over Artemis, fussing over her party member's injuries as Artemis went about looting the goblins that her party had killed so far. Nezarec, seeing the final goblin slowly losing Cole, decided to make use of his hidden trump card.

"Vhat are thu doing!?"

Hefting Wendelin like a ball, Nezarec pulled his arm back, aiming for just ahead of the goblin.

"Ssop!"

Using all his might, Nezarec sent Wendelin soaring thru the air, flying like as trashing and screaming hawk, passing over Cole and quickly approaching the goblin....only to arc downwards at the last moment, completely missing the target. Wendelin made a perfect face-landing into the ground, adding to her previous injuries. But, to her, aside from her initial landing, she couldn't be happier! That was because she was finally free! 

Not wasting her new found freedom, Wendelin immeditly began to cast her magic, summoning three glowing bolt-like items. With both a smile and a small flick of her wand, she muttered the name of her magic.

"Magic Missile"

Like a hunting dogs let off their leash, the moment the final word left her lips, Wendelin's Magic Missiles went flying at their targets. That's right. Targets. Plural. For as 2 bolts chased after the fleeing goblin, one went straight back towards the party.

The 2 sent towards the goblin hit their mark first, not killing him, but knocking him prone down to the forest floor, allowing for Cole to catch up. But the sole missile, aimed towards the party, surprisingly didn't hit any of them, but rather continued far beyond the reach of their battle. Most of the party was at a lost for why she would do that? Why would she.....

"Aaaaahhhhhh!!!"

........Oh right, they left the guide back at the convoy.......

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~The Real World~

The poor Nicky's voice actor, "What. The. F***!"

DM, "Yah, she's down to 1 HP."

Wendelin's player, "YES! Hahahahahahaha!"

Everyone, "............."

Damaia's player, "Oh yah, isn't Jack with her?"

DM, "But isn't he drunk?"

Nezarec's player, "Wait, he's part dog, right? Have him sniffing her!"

Nicky's voice actor, "I hate all of you."

Wendelin's player,  "ahahahahahaha!"

Artorias's player, "I'm gonna punch Wendelin's broken jaw."

Wendelin's player, "Hey!"

DM, "Roll for strength please."

Wendelin's player, "HEY!"

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Hearing the screams of her targets, Wendelin was happy with her work, but just as she turned to boast at her party, Artorias was standing with his fist already flying towards her jaw. Landing a solid hit, with enough force to send her spinning through the air, knocking her out without a problem. Seeing that he had gotten his desired effect, Artorias turned to see another goblin fall from the tree tops, followed by Damaia, who had just finished off her foe.

Meanwhile, Cole had finally arrived at the, still prone, goblin. Unseathing his blades, he went for the finishing blow, but to his suprise, not only did the goblin dodge, but it even counter attacked, striking at him with a small scimitar, creating a gash across Cole's abdomen and knocking him down to the ground. Badly wounded, and having lost any advantage he could think of, the goblin prepared to finish him off, raising the scimitar over his head. Just as the goblin began to bring down the blade on Cole's head, a pair of shields slammed into it from the sides, sending the roadkill straight into the floor, with its brains flying out and landing on a nearby tree trunk. Standing over Cole, offering a helping hand, was Nezarec, whom seemed extra pleased that he was able to get the last kill.

Nezarec, "ijvherghgarbo!"

With the last enemy taken care of, the party hadd finally managed to complete their first battle, and they could now procced on to finish...

Artemis, "Hey guys lets take a quick break while I loot these guys."

.....okay, till next time I guess.

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That went....better than i expected....which i suppose isn't saying much, but hey, milestone moment right?

Anyway, please look forward to the next chapter, as the party will finally be getting back to the mission....after dealing with some internal issues. =P  -w-

Till next time!            >3-