Chapter 1: Festival and Fire
OOC Summary: combat over, goblins all dead, take a breather, maybe introduce yourselves if you don't know each other.
Seeing more danger, Rini charged one of the goblins attacking the halfling, but missed with her weapon. Flint moved to intercept the one at the well, but fared no better than his mistress.
Cormac's martial arts connected solidly twice with the goblin behind him, ending it. Meanwhile Eliza took advantage of the hex on the other and just managed to connect with her dagger, finishing it off.
The only goblin left was near the well. Jasna moved towards it, but wasn't able to close the distance. The goblin, on the other hand, now burned twice and seeing the big half-orc that had begun his torment, charged at her in a rage, taking his eyes off of Flint. That was it's last mistake, as the wolf took advantage of the opening to snap at the goblin with powerful jaws, ending its threat.
With the immediate threat passed, the group has time to look around and assess their situation. The group is relatively unharmed, with only Cormac showing a slight wound that Leleanne's channel hadn't been able to heal (10/11 hitpoints). Amazingly, despite nearly being disemboweled twice, Jasna showed no sign of the trauma.
While the immediate attack had passed, it was clear the attack on Sandpoint had not. Sounds of pandemonium echo through the air. Goblins race everywhere around the outskirts of the clear space the group has made, running amok and singing and slashing indiscriminately. One grabs a chicken from a market stall and rushes off, apparently with lunch? Another appears to be trying to fit a necklace over its over-sized head with no luck. It quickly gives up and runs off down an alley after a fleeing cat. Another stabs a dead dog over and over and over, kicks it cackles in glee then runs off with arms overhead like a conquering hero. At least half a dozen plumes of smoke rise from the sky around town, and an alarm bell rings in the distance.