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Message: <blockquote data-quote="gambler1650" data-source="post: 6207300" data-attributes="member: 11033">Beatrix's second attack misses again, although barely.  The nearness of the huge hammer to the creature's face, and seeing foes all around, with all of the visible other goblins downed unnerves the goblin. He drops the shortbow, and holds his hands out in surrender.  "No hit!  No hit!" it squeals.No other goblins are apparent, and Alekan and a couple of the other guards are visible running from the center of the village towards the commotion.Gregof moves down the hill towards the goblin, but then staggers.  He lifts a hand to his forehand, and the party can see that he's sweating profusely - more than would probably be expected even with the recent level of exertion he used.  "Something's not... not right."Antares looks over the goblins, who are all dressed in ragged fabric clothes that are poorly made.  Their weapons are simple and somewhat crude in appearance - shortbows on all of them, and simple daggers in their belts.  Each has a few silver pieces (among the three sleepers, a total of 20 sterlings).  One has a scroll in his pocket with some scrawls on it.  But he doesn't have time to look it over before Gregof's almost fall.</blockquote>