Drow (Glugrith)
[Silvercat
[Devlin
Gur
Gregorian
Shariff
Glugrith looks at his attackers, thinking that perhaps none of them can hurt him with his spell in place. "I won't let you run!" The drow calls out as he is unaware of Gregorian and Sullivan in the distance. Two bolts of energy spring from his hands as he evokes his first spell in the direction of the most distant visible target (Gur). 2d4+2 (9 damage).
Gur screams out in pain as he is struck by the two energy bolts (leaving Gur with just 1 hit point).
Devlin and Silvercat work together to move onto opposite sides of the drow, then ready to strike it simultaneously. Gur begins running forwards, yelling "Get his weapon away from him, don't let him get away!"
Silvercat: Silvercat's move with devlin is well timed just after the spell is cast he thrusts (another nat 20) Confirms (22), (17 damage rolled). The Drow screams as the saber pierces his back.
Devlin: Fails to connect with the drow while Silvercat injures him.
Gur runs fowards to disarm the wizard now that he is surrounded (2-handing quarterstaff). The drow notices an openning and strikes against gur (5, misses). Gur (18 vs. 22 (nat 20)), the drow attempts to counter Gur's disarm attempt and fails.
Gregorian hears sullivan's words before he decides what to do. Sullivan explains, with a lie on his tongue (sense motive), "I'm going to go deliver this potion to the ogre. Those kids don't have a chance against that elf..."
Shariff looks around the corner, the next chamber is dim and even with torchlight you cannot identify more than the vaguest of outlines. It does, however, appear completely empty.