[Nadarr/Thardigord]
Nadarr has to shuffle through the crowd a bit to get close to where Kriv is standing behind the guard line. As Nadarr tries to get Krivs attention, there is a loud screech of claws being raked across metal; which draws everyone's attention to the fight. Looking over, Nadarr sees Mehen staggering back and four gashes scraped across his breastplate. Kriv looks over to Nadarr and says, "If you're volunteering, then help take that thing down. It already took down two guards." 
With all the commotion going on, Thardigord manages to go unseen licking his fingers.

[Mattias]
Upon entering the post office the small jingle of a bell rings, Mattias sees that it isn't a big place, perhaps no larger than a small house. A plane wooden counter sits directly ahead with an opened door behind it and off to the left are a few small writing desks with a feathered quill and ink bottle sitting on them. As he is looking around an older human gentleman walks through the door behind the counter, he has tan color skin with with hair sticking out from under his cowboy hat and an well kept mustache that is also white. "Sendin' or receivin'?" The man's voice has a slight draw and it sounds like he might be chewing on something. 
(OOC: If it is not in Mattias' equipment than I would say that he does have to buy the materials, and yes he can do it at the post office.)

"Sending sir, looking to get word to my folks back home."

Approaching the counter, Mattias rubs a hand on the back of his neck, feeling sheepish. He is still grubby from the road and now that he is back in decent company, can tell that he smells just a little. Though small, the room is well kept like the proprietor and Mattias is aware of how rough he must appear.

"I'd need the fixings to do so though, paper, ink, wax. I'd be mighty obliged if you could sell me some?"

Thardigord places his grip at his trusty maul as he enters the ensuing melee with the grotesque figure along with the other guards holding it in place.

"Don't worry lads, reinforcement's here."

Thardigord's Initiative: 11

Nadarr rushes over as well, drawing his longsword and falling in beside his brother. He places a hand on his shoulder quickly. “Don’t worry, Mehen, we’ve got your back”, he says, instilling his brother with heroism and hoping that his magic goes unnoticed in the commotion. 

Initiative: 8

[Mattias]
The postman nods his head, "Sendin' it is then. Paper I can sell ya and there is ink for ya to use. It is a copper per sheet and five copper to use the ink over yonder." He points towards the desks. "I'll do the sealin' for ya, and that would be another copper. Are ye just sendin' a letter or is there goin' to be a package, and where are you sendin' to." He reaches behind the counter and pulls out a small stack of plain brownish paper.

[Thardigord/Nadarr]
Initiative order: Mehen- 20, Guard1- 18, Creature- 18, Thardigord- 11, Nadarr- 8.
(OOC: So Herosim is a touch range spell, and because there isn't a surprise round here that would be Nadarr's action on his turn. Sound fair?)
Thardigord rushes in standing between the creature and the crowd; while Nadarr follows suit standing next to Mehen. 

OOC: Works for me. I don’t want to get any closer to this thing than I have to if it is what I think it is. Mehen’s side is close enough

Mattias takes out a single gold piece, "I've no copper pieces, but hopefully this will stand me in good stead for some time, sir. Sending to Oldrin, wanted to get word to my folks."

Setting it down on the counter with a click, Mattias leans over and stretches out a hand to the clerk "My family name is Dolph, my folks run The Broken Pestle out that way. I'm Mattias."

[Mattias]
The old man picks up the gold coin and bites down on it before shaking Mattias' hand, "Arthur. Oldrin huh. That is quite the distance to travel. Not to many folks travel from here to there." He pulls out a small map of the kingdom and a few measuring tools. "The gold will be enough to cover the paper, ink and wax you need. I'll get ya the final cost once ya finish." Arthur then starts to take different measurements on the map.

[Thardigord/Nadarr]
Top of the round: Mehen, after almost getting slashed by the creature retaliates and gabs his spear at it. The spear hits its mark and pierces into the creatures flesh causing it to howl in pain and rage. The guard across from Mehen strikes out of reflex hitting the creature in the back. There is a audible gasp and shuffle from the crowd as most of them move back a little. The creature turns to face the guard that just attacked it and swings with its deformed claw at them, but the guard manages to dodge the blow. However the guard gets blindsided by the creature's other claw that catches an open spot on the guards arm and slashes through the cloth leaving behind four bloody wounds.
(Thardigord is up)

Thardigord taps into his unbridled rage as he smashes his maul with recklessness at the abomination plauging their town.

Rage, Reckless Attack, Maul Attack: 14 Damage: 8 Bludgeoning Damage

Leaving Arthur to his measurements, Mattias begins scribbling out a note home.

After waiting for the ink to dry, Mattias carefully folds the paper ready for sealing, then addresses the note. Returning to Arthur he hands the note over. "Do you have a price for me, friend?"

[Thardigord/Nadarr]
Thardigord's mace strikes the creature with a solid thud making it stagger in place but it still looks ready to fight.
(Nadarr is up with using Heroism on Mehen. How does that spell look and roll a slight of hand check with advantage, DC15 to beat.)

[Mattias]
Arthur looks up from the map and takes the letter, sealing it with the wax from a lit candle he pulled from the back room. "It will take just about four days to reach Oldrin and with the six copper for the paper, ink and wax seal. It will be six copper and five silver, so ye'll be gettin' four silver and four copper back." Arthur ducks behind the counter and Mattias hears the jingle of keys and the clanking of metal for a moment before Arthur pops back up and hands the change over. "Anythin' else for ya today?"

Sleight of Hand: 13

(OOC: WHOOO BOY. This should be interesting, hoping it just gets lost in the chaos, but eh)

[Nadarr/Thardigord]
To Nadarr, it appears that no one noticed the use of magic as the fight draws most everyone's attention.
Top of the round: Mehen is bolstered by the Heroism spell that Nadarr cast and goes in to attack with his spear. Mehen's spear strikes the creature true as it pierces through the creature's lower back. Not wanting to fail their duty to protect the people the guard presses on with their attack, stabbing their spear forward into the creature's arm that it used to try and block. The creature, in a circular motion, swings its deformed arm around at Mehen barely missing his face as the claws pass just centimeters away; it continues it motion and uses its other claw to strike out at Thardigord. (Attack: 20 Damage: 11 Slashing) Despite the creature's determination to fight, it is starting to look beaten up.

Mattias shakes his head, "No sir, I think that's everything." Pocketing his change, Mattias extends his hand to Arthur again. "I'm mighty obliged for your service today, if I can return the favour I'm over at the Rough Riders."

Heading out of the post office, Mattias considers heading into the main square, getting something to eat, seeing if he can spot the others... Stepping into the street he heads there using the quickest route he can remember.

Thardigord almost knelt to the ground at the creature's slashing strike. Unfortunately for the hideous creature, it only fueled the barbarian's rage.

"They dun' call me Bashful for nothin'!"

The mountain dwarf drags his maul through the dirt before he jumps and make another reckless attack.

Rage, Reckless Attack, Maul Attack: 15 Damage: 12 Bludgeoning Damage

[Mattias]
Arthur shakes Mattias' extended hand before biding him a farewell. It will still take Mattias some time to reach the main square going the fastest route.

[Thardigord/Nadarr]
The creature reals back in pain from Thardigord's blow; its body looking battered and the tattered robes soaked with blood.
(Nadar is on deck)

OOC I think seeing the aftermath is going to be interesting on this one.

Nadarr swings his sword at the hunched figure in a flurish, hoping to capitalize on the momentary opening provided by Thardigord.

To Hit: 18

Damage: 7 Slashing

[Thardigord/Nadarr]
Despite the creature's condition, it manages to bring up its deformed arm and deflect Nadarr's blow harmlessly to the side.
Top of the Round: Seeing how wounded and battered the creature is, Mehen signals for the guard across from him to move off to the side and will hold off attacking until they are out of the way. The guard seeing the signal, shuffles around the creature until they have the creature between them and Thardigord; once in place they give Mehen a nod. With that, Mehen takes in a deep breath and exhales letting loose a line of fire. Surprisingly, the creature manages to dodge the initial burst of flame but still get burned in a few exposed places.The guard take the opportunity to thrust their spear into the creature's back and plunges it into a vital location. The creature howls out in pain that slowly fades as it begins to fall to the ground and collapses face first to the ground.

While intense rage still courses through his veins, Thardigord lifts his maul overhead before he speaks with Nadarr's acquiantances.

"Want me to pound its chest or head for a good measure?"