Round 5
Alone in the forest an small bundle of clothes snivels and wipes its nose and eyes.
Meanwhile, Lisa her hands now shaking visibly turns to Hewik and says, "I'm all right. Go and help one of the others if you wish." Hewik, javlin now in hand, looks around. All the goblins except those in the centre are either on the ground or in a melee with his friends {action held}.
To get to the goblin {m} Archer is forced to go around both Jimni and a tree {mv}. But the round about route brings him up right behind the goblin. His mighty strike {std attk} is somewhat nerfed by a stumble but its enough to drop the hapless goblin. Sadolath, for all his bravado, breathes a sigh of relief {action held}.
Jimni screams in terror before realising that 6 foot armoured behemoth pounding towards them is indeed Cromwell. The moment is, however, enough to chill the blood of the three townsfolk standing there ...
What if it hadn't been ...
Cromwell takes in the carnage that surrounds him with a slow sweeping gaze {action held}. An observer might wonder what goes through his head.
The goblin's {f} eyes widen in surprise, at Oscar's quip. Its thrown a little.
You my tired poor foots will lick for me i think. The goblin's attempt to snatch the advantage back from Oscar with a low strike fails, but Oscar has no such problems although the cut is only shallow {std attk}. It is enough to drain the last of the creatures courage, and it turns and runs. Or tries. Oscar's thrust {AoO} catching it between the shoulder blades and sending it crashing to the ground.
Nate gets to work demolishing the goblin's head {i} with his hammer. The goblin {j} behind him stirs and groans and Nate gives its head a pounding as well {AoO}, all the while making little snarling noises in the back of his throat.