*low voic* "I've got a Plan!" Al'quien Smacks his spoon against the wall a few times, testing it's strength. "You could knock out a bloody orc with these things! Anyone else got spoons?"
(OOC: Assuming someone else answers 'yes')
"OK, here's my plan. One'of you guys down at the far end, yell something in elven, then when they come, We'll all be ready with our handy clubs here. This hall's only 5' Wide, so if you can't reach to smack them, throw your spoon. When the last one in line passes me, I'll shout the word and we'll all jump'em at once. Any of you mages?"