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Islief attacks a goblin, while yelling a compliment to Nomin, "! Aye, good'un Lad! Put yer name inta em"
Flurry of blows
The bald Shieldlander's fists blur as he unleashes a battery of blows to the goblin. It sounds like two large hams smashing into a stone wall.
Islief's Att & Dmg: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 171d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 61d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 131d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Islief runs up to and attacks a goblin
Flurry of blows
Islief's attack & Damage: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 161d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 61d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 81d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Islief runs close to the front line and squeezes his massive fists. He cranes his neck and the tendons pop as he flexes his shoulders. His eyes blaze, now that he is within reach of the battle.

Islief follows Amin. He also orders a drink. It's evident he is suggesting to his friend that he, equip for the quest. Islief, however doesn't seem to need anything.