Kythan: Against the Goblins, Round 01

A blazing ray of energy streaks past Kythan’s ear, almost clipping it. He turns around and sees Guy give him a meek wave as some sort of apology.

“Ai syr o bai sos Caesaeros!” Kythan barked at the priest. “Ai’r ter o pyrn ais o sia eilyraes mel jhoji sar!”*

A loud yell brought his thoughts back in the battle at hand. The goblins were charging. The half-elf was shouting something in what could possibly be the creature’s language. The enforcer watched their attack and noticed they were focusing on one target. No doubt the half-elf leader's orders. But who?

It didn’t take long as the woodsman gave out a shout of pain as molten glass started to roll down his armor.

“Paladin!” Kythan called. “Deal with the stupid woodsman! He'll burn to death if you don't get those off him! I’ll hold off the goblins!”

The enforcer’s sword burst a green flame again. He steps forward towards the offending goblin and puts it down with a quick series of slashes.

And then the room suddenly becomes filled with some sort of noxious cloud.