Snake's Demise.

As the goblins enter his reach, the massive frame of Baelrick moves into action. His heavy-headed staff rises into the air as if trying to reach the heavens, then drops back down to the mortal realm... More specifically, the realm of a goblin's skull.

With a twist of the heel that seems uncharacteristic for a man of his size, Baelrick takes his wooden stave once more and swings to wollop the remaining goblin. Nasty buggers, too dangerous to be left alive!

Given the likelihood of more creatures lurking within the cave waiting to pounce, the fat man ducks back behind the dwarf to await their inevitable charge.

Tyr's prayers had a result, light erupts from the wound sealing it in an instant. From the brink of death he kept a defensive posture and stared balefully at the goblin who had stabbed him. "I am Tyr Foxfoot, son of Bestla, Called Lightbringer. Go back to the Shadow!"

Peli yells in excitement as she sees the goblin charge at her, adrenaline making her forget all of her previous reservations against engaging in a fight. And this time it were the goblins who attacked them first, so the halfling feels much less sympathy for them than for the bear - which contributes significantly to the glee with which she raises her scimitar, prepared to parry the spear-wielding opponent. Not the best matchup of weapons, perhaps, but it will be all the more impressive if she succeeds! Before even registering the result of their clash, Peli immediately goes on the attack, swinging her blade at the goblin with a warcry. Bean barks from below, weaving around the goblins and generally creating chaos, snapping his fangs at their legs and hands whenever possible, distracting the opponents to allow Peli to strike at them. Unfortunately it doesn't result in much success for either of them, but the experience is certainly... disordered.

Being entangled in melee with a goblin is not what Daglin had in mind just a few hours ago. But these are dangerous times, he knows, and he decides to put all his heart in it despite his lack of practice. It is, after all, a question of life or death!

It was as if there were no end to the goblins! Baelrick, clearly out of shape and not fit for combat, was already breathing heavy from striking down but two! And more kept pouring out of the cave. Raising his staff yet again, the man bears it down on the nearest goblin to him, hoping to crush the devilish creature into the ground.

Tyr likewise followed suit with Baelrick, seeing the effectiveness of winding up for a mighty blow, he did just that and swung as hard as he could bringing the firebrand down upon the goblin that had so recently wounded him.

"Yeah, you show them!" Peli cheers loudly for her companions, and even Bean barks in support as both of them circle around the fallen goblins to look inside the cave - carefully, not exactly planning to get another spear thrown at them from the darkness. "Are we going inside?"

Tyr kicks the burning pile off his slingstaff and taking his pack off recovered a few torches. Setting to ignite them he looked into the darker bowels of the cave. "Our work is not yet done."