Z'ress sighs and shakes her head as she grabs her quarterstaff, gripping it firmly as she slowly moves ro follow after the overly eager human. She will move much more slowly as she attempts to sneak towards the town slowly.
Without warning, five humans dash out from between two buildings on your left. A limping man and three young children race across the street into more shadows, and a woman carrying a round shield and a broken spear turns and faces back in the direction from which they came. Eight kobolds stream out of the alley on the family’s heels and fan out around the woman, who looks determined to delay the creatures for as long as possible.
Seeing the site of people running from monsters, gives Z'ress flash backs of her past when she lost her mother and home to orcs. She grips her quarter staff in both hand and will rush in to try and attack the nearest kobold with her staff and a swift kick. (If she can attack then here is my roll.)
"Damn it. All of them just rush in without a plan. Even if they lack brains, they're probably good muscle, so I should probably stick with them." Dallen is going to get close enough for Firebolt, but still stay at a safe distance.
Z'ress charges in with her staff, swinging at one kobolds. The kobold manages to duck out of the way of the staff and hisses at your group. Z'ress tries to kick one, only to have that one jump back in surprise at her sudden arrival. J'eilil tries to take a kobold head and just barely nicks their neck as it moves away from the woman. The kobolds hiss at your group only to have one get hit by a particularly small firebolt hits one of them. The one hit shrugs it off, showing only a few scorched scales upon him.