The three creatures that flew down to investigate the wagon try to… no, not fast enough, the Mimic caught one. Two. The two creatures…. Cirostis pegs one with a crossbow bolt. It is hit by another bolt a moment later, and spirals to earth. Alright then the ONE creature: The last one of the unfortunately curious trio flaps skyward, and there is a mighty “THLUNK!!” as the ballista unleashes its bundle of darts. The ribbon falls away, and the darts spread into a deadly cluster as they fly through the air. The creature ends up nailed to a tree.
The other three scatter in panic, suspecting that this white horse, which is flying in a most un-equine manner, has something to do with all this.
Dwarves scurry over to investigate the fallen creatures. There is a rumble, and long, low belch from a Mimic.
”Bizarre looking little stinker, isn’t it?” one of the Dwarves says. “Not really a Kobold. Same overall size, though. What the heck is it?”