Their faces contorted with wild maniacal glee, the hafling slinger and the sea devil turn their attention on the paladin between them. The little man stows his sling, pulls his dagger and cuts a long gash in the dragonborn's thigh. The sea devil aims a powerful thrust at the paladin but strikes far off target, nearly skewering his ally in the process.
None-the-less the scaled fiend hisses with glee, "We shall return you to your maker, meddler."
[sblock=Zarathas]You take 9 points of damage from the hafling's wild slash.[/sblock]
[sblock=Ranver]Your turn.[/sblock]