Sythaeryn looks at the creature with a confused look. He'd never seen the like before. Still, that poor woman was in danger so he strode forward, loading his sling and fired off a stone to attempt to dissuade it.
Fitz scattered, moving as far away from his friends as he could manage. He didn't know much about dragons, but he knew that some of them breathed fire, and he figured that it was best not to bunch-up in that case. He had strung his bow as they began to approach the hills, and he fired an arrow at the creature to see what would happen. He hoped it wouldn't lead to his fiery death. Of course, it was a white dragon. Didn't that mean ice somehow? How does a creature breath ice? Isn't it too chunky? Also, this creature didn't seem to be white at all.
Bella's blast nicks the creature but, it seems to ignore the jolt. She sees a clump of shrubbery and attempts to hide.
Sythaeryn and Ulrik's attacks both completely miss but FItz's arrow slams scores a hit across the creature's haunch.
The creature leaps into the air, growling,"More meat!" as it flies towards the party. It shoots a volley of spikes from its tail, aiming at Fitz, Ulrik, and Sythaeryn. Luckily none of the spikes find their targets.
You can clearly see now the creature's humanlike face, and recognize the creature from tales as a manticore.
The manticore is in the air, 20 feet up, approximately 60 feet from Ulrik, 90 feet from the rest of you.
What do you do now?
Ulrik moves forward, and throws yet another one at the beast, but misses again I need to practice my throws, I am making a fool of myself! he thinks to himself, as he notes where his javelins fell. He also rejoices at the thought that he will soon batteling the creature in melee. ''Come and face me you coward'' He screams defiantly.
Fitz winced. That is more how he expected someone to be mauled by a manticore. He was no hero, but he felt responsible for convincing everyone to go adventuring with him, so he ran forward yelling, "Hang in there, mate, I'm comin' ta help ya!"
As he ran, he fired his bow again, now at closer range, and with the creature held, his arrow bit deep.
FYI, @Chairwoman Gene, I've been compulsively rolling the next round's shove checks on coyote code to get a sense of Ulrik's odds. Once everyone has acted, I'll roll the ''real'' roll. CG, I just wanted to give you a head's up, as to not be accused of cheating (note the timestamps, and as difficult as it is, I'll stop now ;-)