The flat face turns into a wide and toothy grin, revealing the sharp teeth of Mordekai. I enjoy gambles with two outcomes. Been meaning to burn out this energy since I woke. Slapping against his biceps, Mordekai goes for the door and out in the street. Who is going to get these hands?! Mordekai cries out in Infernal, a look of glee in his eye.

EDIT: Mordekai is going to glance around, searching for a direction, an enemy to punch - Perception 14

Conlaed takes a moment to look around, seeming to wonder if Tina could have been including him. He reaches under his shirt for a moment and nods to himself. He closes his book and puts it back inside his cloak, takes a long drink of ale, then hurries outside, searching for the source of the voice. 

As she was about to allow the two men to join her, Carmen is startled by the loud clanging of bells. She jumps up at the call to arms, pulls her hood back over her head, grabs her bow, nods to Tina, and rushes outside.

Iefyr spins around as the others rush past him before following suit and rushing after them, hastily drawing a blade as he steps out into the night.

When Carmen gets outside, she mutters something and looks up at large bird circling overhead. "There you are," she says.

Cozubia turns to the door when he hears the bell ring. As Tina gives her plea for aid and the rest of the patrons scramble about to prepare themselves for whatever may come, he looks to Tina and says in a loud strong voice, "Lady Tina, now is a good time to hide!"

Cozubia stands and shakes some of the stiffness from his shoulders and reaches down, grasping his friends amulet offering a silent prayer for the safety of the town and all the people in it. "Help Cozubia protect Vallerond, Goddess Sarenrae. But let it be without bloodshed."

After a moment of silent thought, to gather himself Cozubia turns and walks out the door, looking for the source of the disturbance, hand never leaving the amulet.

*perception check to see if the source of trouble can be determined: 15

Everyone runs outside hearing this voice yelling for able bodies to help. Throwing open the door to the Dragon's Respite, you see people running through the streets. Some showing signs of being attacked. In the middle of the courtyard you see a middle-aged man, short brown hair with a beard to match. He seems to be directing the flow of people. 

*Mordekai and Cozubia, both rolling a Nat 1, the two of you come out and dust is just blowing in the air form the stampede of people running everywhere. Some of it is kicked up and gets in your eyes. You both have disadvantage on Perception checks for the next 10 minutes.

The man in the middle of the chaos looks over and spots the seven of you. "Hey! Hey! You lot. Go the west side of town, they are coming in faster than we can fight them off. Hurry!"

Squinting through the dust-covered eyes, Mordekai rubs them with his arm to try and rub off the irritant, only to make the dust set in further. He was told a direction, he was in minor agony, and he needed to hit something. So, the typical day at the monastery. Pointed to the west, Mordekai rushes forward, his speed much faster than normal runners (40 ft unarmored). Whatever the danger was, they had not a single clue to just who was going to kick their heads in.

Carmen signals to the large owl who turns and heads west. She slinks into the shadows going stealth 23 and uses Cunning Action to dash in the same direction. (original roll was 18 in case it changes due to edit).

With eyes stinging and watering, Cozubia heads west and follows the teifling, trying to keep up with him, but is quickly outpaced. With a low growl of frustration, Cozubia begins to wonder how bad things are and if he will have to spill blood to protect those who have been so kind to him over the last couple of weeks.

Upon seeing the chaos outside and learning that there was indeed conflict happening, Iefyr's chipper demeanor shifts. He pulls the sickle from his belt and begins clanging the two blades together, creating a fast rhythm that matches his accelerating footsteps as he casts Longstrider on himself. The half elf races west, right on the heels of the blue tiefling, equally ready for action.

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Alexander will leave the tavern saying various curse words in infernal in frustration, upon seeing the man shouting to go west he'll shout over "Oi fella! What's goin' on? What's coming?" while just standing nonchalantly with an overly annoyed yet confident look on his face in the middle of the path whilst various people run past him screaming.

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Roll to see if i hear anymore than those three words or to hear whatever's coming: 4

*You cup your hand around your ear, hoping to hear what the man is yelling when a woman holding her child runs by and you hear the screams of the child blocking any more words. 

Conlaed stares dumbly at the yelling man for a moment. After a moment he sighs and mumbles to himself. "Am I going to be paid for this?"

He pulls a shield off his back and starts running toward the west side of town, keeping an eye out for whatever the trouble might be. 

Hearing the pleas for help, you all start running for the west side of town. Mordekai swiftly zigs and zags through the crowd at an incredible pace. Carmen begins blending in with the citizens running, taking advantage of any cover while still maintaining a quick pace. Iefyr, creating this rhythmic timing, moves his feet with the beat no matter how fast it gets. The three of them arriving first with the other adventures close behind.

Mordekai, Carmen, and Iefyr, arriving first, you see a grim scene. In the open field on the outskirts of town, you see three bodies, one human and two dwarven lying on the ground. Perched on top of their motionless bodies, you see two to three short green creatures. Creatures standing no taller than a few feet, ears that stretch out far above their head. Yellow eyes pierce you as they turn their gaze to you. With a wicked grin, you see their jagged teeth with bits of freshly removed flesh hanging from them. They stand up on their recent victims but turn their attention to you.

There are two buildings on either side of the group, there is a ten foot wide street leading out into the open area the bodies and goblins are. Seven goblins in total, Mordekai, Carmen, and Iefyr stand 50 ft away from them with everyone else an extra 15 ft back. 

*We will begin initiative. You may post once until initiative starts over. This will be indicated by the DM taking their turn last. 

Bouncing in place, Mordekai gets in a fighting stance. The toothy grin comes back, hiding the pain in his eyes. Hello, little ones. Which of you think of playing game?

Pack mentality was dangerous, if he could taunt one into breaking off, he could whittle them away. He was tightening his leg for a swift shot of one came in close.

Iefyr wastes no time, continuing his momentum towards the creatures. While the fighting style of his tribe boasts grace and passion, it lacks tactical planning in favor of reckless abandon. The warrior's breakneck gait carries him 40 ft towards the nearest creature, at which point the rhythmic clanging stops. Exactly on beat, Iefyr's voice booms in, surprisingly deep. "Ah-roo, roo, AH!" he chants, raising his sword towards his target and casting True Strike.