text: As you tap into your mental forces to prepare a weave to defend yourself against the goblins, you notice that your mental exhaustion is quite advanced... casting a spell to slay the four goblins will tax you dangerously.
  > You using magic would be too taxing - it is of no help if you fall unconcious because of weaving a spell - so you trust on your swordblade on this encounter instead.
  Brandishing your short sword, you bellow a battlecry and charge the goblins, hoping that this will break their morale.
  
  The two archers loose their arrows at you, but you do not even have to dodge them... goblins are not known for their aim, and indeed, their arrows go stray.
  
  One of them manages to fire another arrow at you before you reach them, but that one misses you also.
  
  Your first blow, unexperienced as you are, is deflected by the goblin's shield. Using your weight and the force of the blow, your followup stab pierces his stomach.
  
  With a cry of pain in a foul language you do not understand, the goblin falls to the ground.
  
  However, as you are about to free your blade from the goblin's body, one of the archers shoots an arrow at point blank at you, and as you cry out from pain as the wooden shaft bores into your flesh, the other goblin with the morning star smashes it into your skull, and after a brief pain, there is only darkness.