Greenest: Marpenoth 22nd, 1489 DR

Harold, noticing that his plan has gone awry, says quickly to Oraten and Bart, TO ME! He then runs southwest and then shoots an arrow at the cultist, hoping to end him.

I move south, trying to get cover from the building. When I reach my destination I Ready an attack.

Realizing the encounter was descending rapidly into a fight... a fact he wasn’t entirely disappointed about, Bartholomew enters the fray.

"Okay," Thorndyke mutters under his breath as he moves follows Harold, "next time I’m doing that illusion thing for sure."

He glances back at the families and offers a reassuring smile, one that he certainly doesn’t really feel,

"Just stay put. These guys know what they’re doing, it’ll be okay."

Trying not to roll his eyes at his own statement he turns back to the fray and lifts his hand, once again releasing a burst of energy at the nearest enemy.

I’ve got to admit, though... this is kinda fun.

Actaeon retreats back to get away from the kobolds closing in on him. He notches another arrow, turns around, and fires at the closest enemy.

Action: Attack on Red Kobold| Moving back 30 feet.

Varl recognised the situation they were in as one that could spiral out of control of they couldn't contain the forces to the south and east of their position.

"Create a chokehold between those buildings to the south," he yelled to the party. "Those not fighting, get inside that building to the west. Don't come out until we give the all clear."

Varl moved to the south east to take up position next to Bartholomew. Nodding at the dragonborn as he arrived at his side he swung his sickle at the closest kobold and followed it with a vicious headbutt.

Varl attacks green kobold with sickle and unarmoured attack