Hoard of the Dragon Queen [IC. 2014 rules]

At the last possible moment, the kobold ducks and Montar's weapon barely misses its scaly head. The other two kobolds begin screaming as they see this unfold. Making a sound that resembles cackling, the creature tries to find a weak spot in the dwarf's armour and stab him with a dagger, visibly feeling braver by the proximity of its companions. Attack: 22 Damage: 4

Over to Draylin and Tam.

Tam moves to take cover behind the barrel (move to the bottom of the map) and fires off a crossbow bolt at kobold 3. She trips on her way to the barrel, however, and the shot goes wide. After her embarrassing attack, she tries to hide behind the barrel. 

[7 to hit, blah. Cunning action to hide got a 10 stealth]

Draylin

The monk was rapidly developing a well founded dislike of kobolds.  The wicked little beasts were cruel, but cunning, attacking like a pack of wolves.  Well, the dead ones won't attack like a pack of anything he though to himself as his blade seemed to materialize in his hand.

He pushes into the fray striking at the kobold in front of him.  ***attack short sword 25 damage 8 piercing***  With the blade still buried in the monster's chest Draylin drifts a half step north and delivers a round house kick at the next kobold's head.  ***attack unarmed strike 17 damage 5 bludgeoning***

Thistlewick stays in place a moment as he watches Montar and Draylin's attacks.  He gives a nod of approval as he steps forward toward Kobold1 -- letting his Halo of Spores drift over the creature.   

4 pt necrotic dmg ( save vs CON 13 )

 Moving into combat range, 'Wick takes a mighty swing with his shillelagh (club)  -

To Hit: 23      Dmg:  9 pt bludgeoning

While Tam's shot doesn't find a mark, Thistlewick and Draylin quickly dispose of the three kobolds, just as Escobert rushes towards the ambush drake and swings his flail at the creature's head. Attack: 22 Damage: 10

Behind it, the two acolytes join the first one in chanting the spell and you all notice that the ambush drake appears to grow bigger. With the red-haired dwarf so close now, the creature roars and attempts to bite. Attack: 23 Damage: 6

Back to the party turns, all three kobolds are now dead. 

As the enemy's arcane chants grow louder, Thistlewick speaks a phrase, snaps his finger and points.     Chill Touch
A skeletal, translucent hand materializes from the inky shadows and clamps tightly over the foe's mouth. The dark energy seeps into their very soul, leaving a dusting of frost on their skin. Their chanting instantly turns into a strangled gasp as the chill cuts them off from any restorative magic they might try to channel.  (Acolyte 3)

(Bonus Action)  Wick extends his off-hand toward his red bearded comrade. Muttering a word of power - a brilliant, warm bead of radiant light darts across the battlefield and blossoms over our friend.   Healing Word    7 pts healed   

The gentle, soothing energy knits their flesh back together and washes the fatigue from their weary eyes, restoring their strength just in the nick of time.