Surprised by the ferocity of the bandits, Bram hesitates.  When the wolves converge on Tafod, however, he steps forward, taking aim at the beasts with his crossbow.

Attack: 25 Damage: 5

Narrowing his eyes, he fires off another quick shot at the wolves again: Attack: 15 Damage: 6

Then he takes off towards the farmhouse, trying to press in on the bandits before they can hurt his friends.

Tafod, snarling like the wolves themselves, hacks at the largest one.

 Attack: 7 Damage: 14

Bram aims, then fires a bolt which goes straight through a wolf's head and then between Tafod's legs. He follows it up with a second shot which sinks deep into the remaining wolf's leg.

Tafod's attack is less successful.

OCC I like that word: less, says alot.

Davner - Halfling Bard

(Preferably targeting one that’s still under Bane, if not, just the already hurt wolf)

Watching the two sides clash in battle,  He shouts out With vicious mockery to the enemy side.  “Some day you'll meet a doppelganger of yourself and be disappointed!” 

before ducking behind some bushes.

wisdom save 14 or suffer 1 psychic damage.

Vicious Mockery Save: 12

(Should have bane, but failed anyways.)

The bandit looks momentarily confused, trying to comprehend the insult, then he frowns deeply at Davner and succumbs to his wounds. 

Only one bandit and one wolf remain. 

Quyst repeats her move, aiming at the last bandit standing

Eldritch blast atk: 16  dmg: 7

Tafod keeps at the last wolf, “I’ll be wearing yer skin soon, wolfie,” he growls as he chop at the beast.

Attk.  10    Dmg.  14  (Includes +2 for rage)

OCC dang this sucker is slippery 

(Hmm... are we in round 2 yet?  If we are, have another attack!  Unless Bram was dropped, it's what he'd do anyway ;-) )

Bram, seeing that the wolf is still standing, takes aim once again and tries to drop it.

Attack: 16 Damage: 6

"I told you to back down!  Now look at what you've gone and done to yourselves!"  He squeezes off another shot at what ever remains aggressively standing in the way between what he believes to be the cause of righteousness.

Attack: 9 Damage: 7

Ursula backs up a few paces, content to let the bigfolk face down these attackers. Still, she squints between their lumbering figures and twitches her fingers, tearing at the wolf's shadow and rending its soul. 

--Casting ]Chill Touch, attacking 15 the Wolf for 2 necrotic damage

Ursula fractures the wolf's being, and it slumps to the ground, dead. The last enemy, seeing how things are going, decides to get out of here by dashing away. Bram shoots a bolt into the bandit's fleeing back, but he continues to run. 

(The order got a bit mixed up there, with some people posting twice. I used Bram's second post since it was a ranged attack, but Tafod will have to redo his turn since the enemy is out of reach.)

(Quyst, Ursula and Davner are up. Tafod to redo turn.)

Quyst runs after him

"HALT!" she shouts, but the word reverberates in the mind of the bandit, as if it was echoing inside a colossal temple. "Stay right where you are, you have some questions to answer!".

[Command spell, Wis save DC 14 or obey the command]

Ursula weaves the echoes in front of the fleeing bandit, causing a roar to erupt from between the trees directly in his path. Maybe that'll slow you down she mutters to herself.

[Minor Illusion to create a roaring sound - 5 - Intimidation. ] 

WIS Save: 19

Neither Quyst's nor Ursula's magic can stop the fleeing bandit.

(Tafod to redo turn.)

Tafod is on the bandito, hurling a javelin into the scrawny scumbag. "Maybe that'll slow ye doon, ye bustard"

Attk   23   Dmg   7  (does Tafod get a +2 for Rage damage?  If so that'll be 7

Davner yells out “Run back to the shit hole you call home!”  - vicious mockery for 4

Tafod hurls a javelin which impales the bandit. All the enemies have been defeated.
You hear the rasping sound of a heavy bolt being drawn back, and the farmhouse door opens. A half-elf woman of middle years steps out. She’s carrying a battered old crossbow. Two boys of fifteen or so follow after her. The woman looks around the farmyard, frowning at the bloodshed, and sighs. “My thanks, strangers,” she says. “Those Iron Circle jackals came to rob us. I barred my door, but they said they’d burn the house down with me and my boys in it. You saved our lives—but who are you?”

(Congratulations! You all earn 40 XP.)

Quyst goes to the house, saying calmly "Hello there. Are you alright? The bad guys are down, you're free to come out and have some fresh air"

The half-elf is a tough, frontier woman, bowed but unbroken. “My thanks again again for saving us. My name is Ilyana, and these are my sons Jarek and Jarl. This is our farm. The reavers killed my husband Karthen when they invaded the dale. My boys and I have been trying to get by ever since.” Talking about the Iron Circle makes her mad enough to splutter and shake her finger. "Harkenwold could use more heroes like you. You could do a lot to help us, if you're willing."

Letting the others take the lead on dealing with the distraught farm folk, Tafod will search the leaders corpse, taking it apart piece by piece if necessary, looking for anything interesting; rings, jewelry, gems, gold, maps, letters, sigils, instructions, weapons and any sort of useful gear.  He will search any pouches, packs, look for hidden linings in clothing, false heels in the boots, check for any distinguishing marks/tattoos on the body; he will be very thorough.

"Be useful t' us if there be clues as t' what be goin' on 'ere w' these scumbags." he growls as he prosecutes his examination.