As Norri circles around so that his back is nearly against the north side of the obelisk, the fiends keeps his eyes trained on him, but continues facing towards the hill, not letting on which he will strike, the badger or goblin. Exploiting a momentary sideways glance by the monster towards the badger, the halfling rakes his shortsword across it wounded carcus yet again. The flames erupt from its eyes in pain and rage.
Whitney's magic erupts against the chest of the lone standing bugbear, leaving a huge gash that exposes his entire chest cavity. Black blood splashes profusly over webbing and ground as the large goblin collapses to the ground, dead. Their enemy fallen, the just summoned celestial hawks follow Bhartus as he approaches as quick as he the can on his short dwarven legs the center of the campsite. The hawks soar high above the camp until they hover between the fiend and the sun, at which point they dive towards it, talons open. Still in pain, the wolf monster is aware enough to crough to the ground, allowing the holy birds to sweep over it.
The badger leans back as if about to strike the creature, but a momentary flash of light later it is gone, only the echo of bark of frustration remaining.
The fiend turns on Norri, "Now, you will be mine, little one," It's teath born wide, its eyes begin to radiating flames in short, continuous bursts.
Norri: You feel something malevolant and evil forcing itself into your thoughts.
As the creature momentarily stays its physical attacks, the halfing uses the oppurtunity to slash it again, this time across the chest, flames slightly singing the small shortsword. The fiends wound quickly mends, but, either because of the attack or, despite his fear, Norri's still considerable will, it breakes off its gaze, "No!!!!"
Norri: The mental intrusion ceases.
Norri's up. One robed goblin/wolf remaining. Evering thing else is dead or taking a nap. Bhartus it 20ft away from the action.
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>>>>>>>>>ONr
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>>>>>>>>>>>B
>>>>>>>>>>>W