(apologies about disappearing, been a rough couple of weeks. my responses might be a bit delayed. just assume Johnnie is trying to find alcohol at all times; could Johnnie still be in the cellar looking for a keg and just have missed the giant rat?)

Perception: 3

You don't find anything to throw.

Chives, seeing the rat, shrieks and tries to kick it.

Attack: 12 Damage: 2

Karl simply backs away from the rat.

William charges the rat and swings a hand axe at it. 

Attack: 16 Damage: 3

william swings his off-hand axe. 

Attack: 9 Damage: 4

Chives kicks the rat and it screes. It seems to say something in rat-speak and runs back into the basement. Chives, William you may take AoO.

Chives tries to kick it again as it runs past. 

Attack: 10 Damage: 2

William swings again with his axe.

Attack: 12 Damage: 3

William swings his axe like he's cutting a tree and manages to lob off the giant rat's head. The head rolls down the stairs and falls into the  cellar.

“Good job!” Karl congratulates William.

Those of you who have dark vision and within view of the bottom of the stairs sees 2 more rats and 1 Giant Rat come out, grab the chopped off head and flee back into the cellar. The second giant rat swears vengeance on you.

So what are you guys going to do now?

Ori, standing well clear of the carnage, looks a bit ill.  "Maybe close the door now?"

William stands there silent, except his heavy breathing. With the surge of adrenaline just starting to tapper off, he slams the door shut so hard it seems to shake the wall. 

“Thanks... I.... wow. We’re going to need some big traps.”

While everyone else is dealing with rats, Johnnie tries to sneak behind the bar for more drink.

stealth: 3

Johnnie manages to grab some booze while the innkeeper wasn't looking.

Chives jumps up. "Yes, let's go get some traps!" She sidles over to William, saying. "You were so cool! But did you see how I kicked it right in its side!?"

“Yes, I sure did Chives. It was a very nice shot! Well done.”

Ori grimaces and pulls himself up, putting his weight on his borrowed stick, his leg throbbing.  He really shouldn't have run earlier.  

He flicks his tail and nods to his companions.  "All right.  Let's go.  I'm sure Orric will have... something we can use."

Johnnie sidles up to the group, taking a sip from his now full tankard, looking quite a bit more chipper and awake. "So traps, eh? Let's get on with it."

He looks over at William's axe, covered in drying blood. "Whoa... did I miss something?"