Sollir starts with a quiet tone, talking to the group, "I haven't been speaking up for the group as a whole for a while, if ever, although however cowardly you think my suggestion is...I must speak."
The halfling clears his throat, "I've had my fun, although even now is the time for seriousness, even warriors must choose-fight or flee, if you think you're doing the 'right' thing and fight here, and everyone else agrees, then i'll stand by you, no regrets...but in our condition, more than one warrior will probably fall in this battle. I know fleeing isn't always the perferred course of action, but fighting another day is something I think we must do if we wish to survive...I was taught the same a while ago in my home..." Sollir lets a sigh out as he finishes, relief, perhaps, he doesn't seem comfortable speaking aloud his mind, then readies his bow, looking towards where the ghouls might come attacking, just incase.
(Standing at J17)