Fitz, from a hidden spot, fired his bow at a goblin that he could see, and then he moved as far away from where he had been as he could, slowly working his way through the underbrush toward the goblins.
Fitz's arrow kills one of the goblins on the east side.
The goblin to the west is closest to Rorik.
Rorik scrambles up the steep slope, and makes a wicked blow on the goblin, but the goblin still stands.
The goblin barks out another call and you see rustling in the woods on either side.
He then slashes twice at Rorik, leaving him clearly wounded.
The remaining visible goblin on the east side, takes aim at Bella and hits her, not fatally but cutting a wicked gash on her arm.
"Perhaps we do withdraw to a locale that doesn't favor the goblins." Bella withdraws another 30 feet, knowing her blast will still reach. (She doesn't do this if by moving that far she loses sight of Rorik.)
Fitz wipes out the remaining visible goblin on the east side, while the tough looking goblin on the west is hurt more, but does not drop from Bella's attack. Three goblins emerge from the west side, two firing arrows and one drawing a scimitar to ward off Rorik.
Rorik seems to recover a bit from his wounds, then whomps off the goblin bosses head.
The goblin focus their attacks on Rorik, who collapses from his wounds.
Two figures, an elf and a human you think, (Hi Ulrik and Sythaeryn!) emerge from the woods on the east.
Ach, the little blighters got poor Rorick!" Fitz called to Bella, then spotting some other folk coming up the road he called, "Watch out there, mates! Here be Goblins, if ya catch my clever quote!"
He fired an arrow at a goblin standing over Rorick. Maybe his friend was still alive. If they could just get to him...
Sythaeryn walks into the clearing and looks around for just a moment. "Ahah! Think to despoil my forest and get away with it do you? I think not!"
The elf looks like no elf you have seen. He wears leather armor and carries a wooden shield. But all of his clothing seems to have taken on a yellow tinge to it, seeming to follow suit with his skin. And his hair seems to flow yup from his scalp in yellows and reds, leaving the impression that his hair is on fire.
A scimitar hangs from his side, but he makes no move to draw it. Instead a flame sprouts out of his open hand, which he immediately throws at the nearest goblin. Scoring a hit with the flames of his wrath.
Then he notices Rorik lying on the ground and scowls. "Get up! You've a battle yet to fight!"