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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ambrus" data-source="post: 3255300" data-attributes="member: 17691">Maelicent watches his arrow crack the freakish creature's carapace as it barrels past his table only to then be set upon by a pack of giant-kin. The Gudwulf warrior hadn't fought alongside anyone since he and his kinsmen had been defeated while defending the warrens many moons ago. The goblin then turns back towards the kitchens just in time to see the lizard-kin tearing itself free from the webbing and rolling away from the maw of a second wolf-spider creature. Without looking, Maelicent draws a second black-fletched arrow from the quiver at his right hip, nocks it and draws the bowstring back in his iron clad hand. The wood and bone haft of the weapon softly creaks from the strain as the Gudwulf warrior takes aim at the new threat and looses his second arrow with a soft thrum of the bowstring.Although he and the other humanoids were all allies of out happenstance, it still felt reassuring to be in a gang of sorts once more. The goblin had been trained, through endless drills, to fight as part of a team and even in such bizarre circumstances, that training was not easily ignored. Quickly reaching beneath his russet coat, Maelicent pulls out a small handaxe, deftly flips it over in his right hand and hold its out at arms length haft-first towards the brash lizard-kin, who was desperately looking about. "Hey, kobold. How's about you try this instead of screamin and prayin."Standard Action: Ranged attack with Point Blank Shot - composite longbow +7 (1d6+1)Move Action: Drawing and holding-out a handaxe towards Pilgrim.Free Action: Speaking.</blockquote>

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