Adwarf begins reloading, looking around as he gets back to his feet, his eye is on his companions, but where did the other ones go?
Azurist grinds his teeth and his lip quivers in rage as he looks down at his impaled belly. His unleashes his anger with a hammerblow to end all hammerblows, but in the exertion to finish off his vulnerable foe, pangs of pain shoot throughout his body, he steadies himself on a protruding root and slumps down, quivering and shaking with agony. It all starts going dark and he reclines holding his blood back with his hand. The dizzy speargoat draws a short stone knife.
Revist steps back from the ferocious swordgoat, and draws his copper battleaxe, crafted in his home fortress. he weilds it out in front of him to keep the goatman away. The swordgoat swings at the axe and follows up with a chop at the arm, but Revist meaneuvres the axe away and blocks the swordblow, sending a few little bits of volcanic glass flying away from the swordgoats obsidian-set club. The swordgoat smiles and bares its teeth. It squints and evaluates Revist again.
Adwarf reloads and sees that javelin throwing goat aiming another one at revist while he is occupied. So he lets loose the bolt at this opportune moment. The Twang of the crossbow causes the goat to turn his head, just in time to take a bolt in its neck. Adwarf hears some sound behind him, and spins around to face the poungin out from behind a tree, It swings a dart at him with a crude lever. Adwarf jumps into the air into a small a target as possible, a fetal position really. Wtihhis eyes closed he feels the dart pierce his beard, a close call indeed. From behind him another Goat stomps around, weilding a mace in each hand and one more on its hip. it approaches cautiously, and looks from one dwarf to the other, deciding which one to engage.
Azurist Struggles inside to stay alive. it is so cold. The speargoat crawls his way over and weakly stabs Azurist to savagely finish him off, he stabs repeatedly as he can while staggered from an earlier blow.
Revist back up versus the swordgoat, and considers runing away, but its do or die versus these nimble monstrosities. He adopts a defensive stance, and looks for an opening. The swordgoat probes and looks for a weakness, then laughs. then points to Revists ears, and then to his necklace. He will be added to his necklace of pointed green ears, goblin ears it seems.
Adwarf reloads his crossbow, but the dart thrower hurls another dart first. he takes cover behind the tree, but gets closer to the mace wielder instead. The Macegoat sees the crossbow pointed at him and hurls one of his maces. striking right in the femur. Luckily for adwarf, his muscles padd the bone, and it is only bruised, but he feels the shock. The goat lunges forward in a desperate attempt not to get shot. Adwarf saves the crossbow from harm by turning away from a maces swing. They lock into close combat.
Azurist sees the hated enemy goatman stabbing him and find a reason to live. He draws up his last breath from the well of hatred, and burns the coals of revenge to move one arm and clamp his meaty dwarven hand around the goatmans throat. The goatman is surprised, and cuts and slashes harder, but Azurist is a lot of dwarf to cut through with his unbelievable amount of muscles.
Revist defendds bravely! The swordgoat concludes that this is no dwarven warrior, just a scared peasant and turns the axe away with his shield, spins on one hoof, and mulekicks at revist in the solar plexus. Revist leaps back from the kick, just barely getting out of range, but abandoning his stance leaves revist head forward and exposed, and with the goats spin complete the swordspin clips revist right in his dwarven head. But the dwarven skull is made of sterner stuff, and the blow deflects painfully off, taking a small peice of scalp with it. Revist keeps his wits about him, ignoring the facts he was nearly beheaded he sees and opportunity and counterattacks! but his skill with the axe is as lacking as his strength. And the wound is hardly devestating.
Adwarf struggles for a bit in close combat with the goat, but his strength is superior and he shoves his opponent back and swiftly levels his crossbow and sends his bolt right after his tumbling opponent striking it right in the heart, and killing him instantly.
Azurist locks the speargoat in a deathgrip, while the goat stabs away and then slashes at the offending arm. but it is no use and it passes out, going limp in azurists hand. Azurist lays on his back and pulls it closer, whispering something incredibly badass to it from between spurts of blood, and bleeds to death in the end.
The 2 remaining goatmen disengage, hurling a few darts, and even nicking adwarf once, but flee. leaving the field of battle in dwarven hands....