ooc: Nameroc, half-elf druid 3. Is my flame blade still up (i.e, has more than 3 minutes passed since the fracas)?
If so....
Ic: "I've had enough of this," growls Nameroc quietly. "Let's slay them all and get out of here." If no one objects, he strides towards the door, throws it open, and starts swinging.
ooc: if not...
ic: Nameroc, who picked up the two sticks the guard was carrying, takes a moment to inspect them to see if they have any use other than firewood, while straining his ears to listen to the conversation.