Tsuto: Against the Goblins, Round 06

Tsuto suddenly found himself cornered with a table at his back and fighting four opponents at once. Still reeling from his wounds from the deep gash from both flaming weapons of the eladrin and the dragonborn, and hampered by the lucky dagger throw of the woodsman, the half-elf stated to reassess his situation.

Something changed with Turrowbend and his lot; they have begun fighting as a unit. He had to change that.

“Justice dragonborn?” Tsuto asked as he reassessed his situation.

To his left were the two eladrins. The one with the flaming sword was dangerously close to him. The other was has not posed much of the threat and has yet proved only as a distraction to give the dragonborn an opening. The woodsman has indeed proven himself likewise capable in using his blades as he is with his bow.

"So this 'justice' you speak of… I take it you see what lay in this room? I take it you have found my work of art ... my father's hideous corpse! I take it you might have killed my goblins by now? You have killed them haven't you? And now you talk about justice! What fools you are. There is no justice for me among your kind. They would hang me for what I have done!!!

“I have done justice here!” Tsuto continued to shout. “Did you know my ‘dear father’ killed my mother a few years back? Yes he did. He threw a poor defenseless woman off a cliff. But did anyone in town serve this ‘justice’ to him? No! But I did! You offer me nothing!’

“And as for you Turrowbend,” Tsuto then looks at the woodsman. “I have made an offer. No? Very well then. I’d just have to have you serve as an example to your friends.”

The goblin leader steps forward and thrusts both his hands towards the ranger’s chest. The blow would have been fatal but the eladrin enforcer stepped forward just in time to distract the half-elf’s attack.

“Mor!” The eladrin shouted and waved a hand towards Jarek’s chest area. Again, both of Tsuto’s fist hit an invisible force barrier, effectively cushioning the blow. Still, the blow connected, rapidly sending the ranger’s head back and dazing him.

The half-elf quickly spins around and pulls out a potion bottle from one of his pouches and drinks the contents.

He wipes off his mouth with a sleeve and once more faces those surrounding him. “Impressive. Let’s see what else you’ve got”