Gogmurt: The Fire Pelt Cat Attacks!, Round 01

"Yes!" The voice echoes amongst the thistle trees. "Follow the lizard man. Compress towards the center. Here. Let me help you."

The small, wiry goblin's sudden appearance from out of the thick wall of thorns catches you all by surprise. He spits a few words at you, as if summoning some magical assistance, while his cat holds back at his side, ready to pounce.

At first a few mote of lights appear upon the dragonborn. Much like small fireflies. Then they increase in number and size causing the paladin to move and swat them away from his body.

It is then that you feel a pulse of energy lance out from his palm, fly past you, seeming into the thistle wall behind you, and then ... momentarily, nothing. Suddenly the prickly sensation redoubles back, this time washing out past you all as if a wave of something magical has just flowed past you.

The thistle wall starts to move, reach out towards you. From the earth at your feet vines suddenly appear, seeking out your legs, your arms. Within a second the entire area is blanketed in thick, grasping vines.

Everyone is caught in the thicket except for the heavily armored dragonborn. The goblin doesn't seem to like that one of its targets escaped its spell and summons his animal companion.

It is then that the fire pelt cat leaps forward towards Arao.Iit is seemingly directed by its master, seeking out the magic user, attempting to neutralise the key threat.

The goblin laughs at the cat's success and thereafter steps back into the thistles.

"Well done my pet. Let this serve as a warning to all that try to invade Thistletop and harm my people."