*Ding*
Gilgar gives the ol' grunt'n'shrug, but steps aside for Graymoon to pass.
The elven ranger begins to move into the hall before a strong voice speaking in Draconic is heard. "Goazen, gizakiak, zure heriotza esku dago! Truescales tribuaren kondenatuta diozu zure meddling, baina ezin izango duzu bizi istorioa kontatzeko! Zure heriotzaren zain dago!"
Graymoon pauses. "It would appear that we are expected."
Gilgar shrugs, then his face brightens a little "Fight or squawk?"
With a grin, "Sounds like fight to me."
Initiative:
Glenna conjures up a new set of dancing lights and jacks a bolt into the crossbow she liberated from the slurk wrangler.
"I kinda remember - I came through this room, but I wasn't taking time to look around with the boy. I think there was a big chair or something. There is a hallway to the shaman's altar to the ...," she pauses as she replays the memory in her mind, "right. It should be to the right when we enter. I will follow your lead."
The voice comes again, this time in rasping Common, "Come, cowards! Face the might of the Truescales, the blood of dragons!"
Graymoon looks over his shoulder at the dwarf. "Coming?"
He heads down the tunnel, drawing his sword as he moves. You hear the voice again, this time casting a spell and a muffled curse from Graymoon.
Nox and Perrin will fall in behind the first line with his hands clear, ready to (quick)draw the appropriate weapon. Perrin's lips peal back in what looks, disturbingly, like a smile.
The guard to the king's left sets his spiked chain to swinging and steps forward to attack.
The ranger's dodge is just too slow and the chain catches him hard. He falls to the ground, unconscious.
Gilgar, seeing the others take off after the verbal exchange, briefly pauses to uncork (and subsequently guzzle down) one of his healing potions. He then tears off down the tunnel as the sounds of battle ensue. Enraged that he's missing the fun thus far, he begins to growl and holler incoherently as he stomps forward.
Gilgar is able to reach the entrance to the room where the battle is taking place.
Glenna comes padding up the hallway behind the dwarf, slipping past him and standing over the fallen ranger protectively. "You wait until Merril gets here. He'll show you the blood of true dragons and he'll take your bloody crown and shove it where your mother wouldn't even want to look for it!"
All three kobolds just laugh at her feeble threat, unfortunately.
Graymoon's wounds don't look life-threatening, just that they have added up to drop him.
Concerned about the wolf, the second guard sends his spiked chain at Perrin. In what might be the last mistake he will ever make, he strikes the wolf for 4 points of damage.