[center][h3][i][color=f26522]Bobby[/color] [color=0072bc]Flint[/color][/i][/h3][/center] Flint slowly pushed himself up. He was glad Saph was here, but with the danger of wendigos being so close, he didn’t have time to mess with her. He was glad she just accepted not to go. He looked around as the healer decided to join, along with a few others. He sat there silently trying to recoup as fast as he could. He needed to get out there too, he had to show them where he saw them. Bobby looked to everyone who agreed to come, and nodded, most of them he knew could handle themselves. Though he didn’t know Andvari enough. But with the amount of people going he should be fine. [color=f26522]”Fine, we can use it. You need silver tip bolts though. You better be a great shot” [/color] While the youngest ‘hunter’ decided to head out to do research. He looked to Sanjin who asked what he needed, despite being an odd one, he was smart enough to ask. [color=f26522]”I got the stuff here if you need it. Windigos are weak to fire and to kill it with a silver weapon to the heart. “[/color] There was an explosion outside suddenly, and he could hear yelling. He quickly hobbled to the tavern door and pushed it open. Suddenly he heard more yelling and screaming, citizens were running around being chased and attacked by a horde of goblins. “Mother of God.” He looked back into tavern and yelled. [color=f26522]”EVERYONE OUT! SEREN’S FOLLEY IS BEING ATTACKED BY GOBLINS! QUICKLY NOW!”[/color] He said as he bent down and grabbed one trying to run into his Tavern by the neck and slammed it’s head into the hardwood door frame, crushing it’s skull instantly. Flint heard the screaming and pushed himself off the ground. Both of the drinks he had seemed to be helping as he was no longer dizzy, that and thanks to his curse. While he was still weak, he felt strength back in his limbs. He stumbled quickly over to the counter. Reaching over and grabbing a bunch of arrows. Normal ones as Goblins were easy to kill. He quickly stocked 24 arrows by slipping them into his quiver, and grabbing five more. He held them in his left hand, along with his bow, tips down. He also grabbed Betsy. Bobby’s axe. Making his way over to him, as others were rushing out and handed it off. Bobby nodding in thanks. He knew saying Flint should stay behind was foolish. Both walked out, Flint nocking one of the arrows in his hand. He pulled the string back and aimed, wincing at the strain on his left arm. He aimed for the batch of Goblins raping a poor woman, as a few hunters rushed to her. He fired off a shot, then quickly pulled another from his hand and fired another. Both arrows flying by the hunters that were running towards her and into two different goblins. The other five around the woman stopped and looked up. Noticing the hunters running towards them and forgot about the woman. Bobby didn’t move far, because of his leg, but he bellowed challenges, and profanitys. Trying to draw as many as he could towards him with his racket. Using his axe like a club and crushing the heads of the little fuckers and sending them flying into others. Flint scanned for a clear shot, and noticed the woman who healed him getting rushed by a group of Goblins. In about ten seconds he fired off three shots, picking off the ones closest to Rowyn. Suddenly he had one that jumped on his back, it’s claws digging into his shoulders. Yelling in surprise, he slammed his back into the wall behind him. Crushing the goblin against him, and the building….but he put too much strength into it and crushed the Goblin while imbedding him into the wood.