"For Clangeddin!" Fargrim screams, rushing full speed towards the fire and jumping across in hope's of avoiding damage from the flame. (Athletics: 20. Landing on the other side, Fargrim rushes as far forward as he can. A dwarvish curse emanates from his mouth as sacred flames leap out at the nearest guard he can see, the Axe of Clangeddin carving toward it at the same time. (Dex Save: 13, Damage: 6)(Attack: 8 Damage: 10) Dropping prone to disadvantage the archers above, Fargrom prepares for the last leg of the journey.

Alan kneels down next to the bandit he had downed from the wall and checks to see if he's alive. If it looks like he's still alive but fading fast, Alan will try to help him. 

Medicine: 4

Dex Save: 21  (dexterous little bugger)

As Alan looks at the bandit he sees that there is a hole in his chest large enough to put a small fist through and it is very clear that the only future this bandit has is in the realm of the dead. 

(This is the one that he shot in each thigh, right? Where'd the chest hole come from?)

Alan bows his head in regret over the fallen bandit, overcome with emotion.

Your was the finishing blow. He was almost dead already))

(Ah. I thought that was the second one that he killed that was already almost dead.)

(Actually let me retcon.)

Alan Finds the figure on the ground with a severed femoral artery, the wound no longer bleeding as the figure had already bled out.

As the two arrows hit her Avery lets out a pained gasp.

"Ow, ow, ow. Oh Mask, oh that hurts. Pick on the short girl why don't ya." She looks at the flames and sighs.

"Don't think I'm getting past that, can't really survive another volley though." Avery takes another shot at the guards.

Attack: 14 Damage: 9

Avery would then like to move behind her nearest medium sized companion and attempt to hide behind them with her bonus action. (Trying to use my Halfling's Naturally stealthy feat here. Can attempt to hide even when you are obscured only by a creature that is at least one size larger than you. Don't know if I should try to roll for stealth, but here we go. Stealth:28 )

Arynn, Teller, Solastor... you are up

Teller will continue his barrage, with yet another Frostbite 5 Cold damage if needed. If possible, he would like to stand around Avery, attempting to shield her from the rest of the bandits. 

"Miss Avery, please stand behind me"

Frost surrounds the injured bandit and it freezes in place before toppling from the wall and shattering into hundreds of pieces. 

(3 left)

If there is an enemy within range, I suppose Arynn will draw a dart and throw it at them.

Dart: 7 vs. AC. Hit: 7 piercing damage.

Solastor takes a deep breath and gathers him self a moment before three streaks of fire shoot towards the remaining Bandits ( if he can't see one he'll double up on one of them) 

Ray1 - Attack: 22 Damage: 10
Ray2 - Attack: 8 Damage: 3
Ray3 - Attack: 20 Damage: 11

Arynn throws a dart at one of the remaining bandits but it is caught by an updraft from the flames and is carried over his head. Solastor then fires  multiple rays in rapid succession but only the second one hits it's target, the others splashing on the side of the fort walls. Blisters form on the bandit and he glares back in anger. The three bandits are no longer working together as they see their fellows dying and they immediately drop down from the platform they are on and disappear from view. 

(Sorry for taking so long to post, you are all up again)

Can I determine if I can break through the weakened portion of the wall or is it still to thick?

You can try an investigation check to see if you can think you are able or you can try and see what happens, up to you)

 Solastor moves to the burned wall and attempts to break open an entrance with his mace.

Attack: 20 Damage: 7

(Attack roll)

Hearing the enemies retreat for now, Fargrim stands up and dash towards Solastor's location at the wall. The spiritual weapon appears beside him, already hungering for more blood and battle.

"Think ye can get us in there?" Fargrim questions Solastor, not seriously expecting a response in all the action. "Cowards are probably attempting ta retreat."

Alan gives up on the dead man in front of him and makes his way to the river, making sure to keep his shield up for any incoming arrows. 

Dodge