Tyralis runs out of one room and in front of another. Pulling out his bow as he runs, he fits an arrow and shoots, missing in the darkness. Sargon, on the other hand, charges into the room and positions himself for maximum carnage. The dim light can't slow his reflexes, and he downs one before the little rat even had time to blink. Three others tried to strike him with arrows while he was close, but he chopped the heads off of two for their trouble.
The others send arrows at him with squeaks of fear, but only one hits, sticking in the fleshy part of this thigh. The gleam from their eyes disappears, and the sounds dim. Perhaps they're running? Fluke contiues to bleed, but Torug darts in and calls upon the Lord of Storms to heal him. An arc of electricity leaps from Torug's holy symbol to Fluke's chest, incinerating the arrows and closing the wounds, leaving tiny, lighting bolt scars behind.
OOC -
Tyralis - 20
Sargon - 18
Fluke - 15
Kobolds - 13
Torug - 8
Tyralis moves and shoots, but misses with a 6. Sargon hits with a 23, dealing 11 points of damage, dropping one. Fluke bleeds. Three close kobolds try to his Sargon, he AoOs them and hits with a 20 and does 11 points of damage dropping another one, misses with a 7, and hits with a 21 and does 13 points of damage, dropping a third. All of them miss shooting at Sargon but one who hits with a natural 20 (unconfirmed crit) and does 1 point of damage. Torug heals Fluke for 6 points of damage.