Whatever the diminutive goblin may have lacked in height and conventional charm, she more than made up for with stealth and determination.  She had pierced the heart of the large orc Gronk almost before anyone was even aware she was in the fight.  The hole so small and precise, there was nearly no blood, Gronk simply dropped dead upon Clara's upper body.  When the large orc fell, the smaller orc was looking right at the goblin.  He was shocked for a moment, seeing the tip of the rapier dripping with black orc blood and the lifeless form of his close comrade.  "I'll break your bones."  He hissed as he lunged towards Nimina intent on revenge.<span class="bbCodeInlineSpoiler" data-class="bbCodeInlineSpoiler" data-xf-click="toggle-class" role="button" tabindex="0">Both roll 3 on d6</span>Nimina manages to avoid his grasp but can't strike another blow before falling off the table in retreat.<br/><br/>The dwarves may well have been a problem for the goblin if not for the well timed pepper attack.  The two flanking dwarves were too busy sneezing and rubbing their eyes which only made it burn more.  The one still lapping at Clara's sex screwed his eyes shut tight and kept going, oblivious to the turning of the battle.  The caster for his part finally felt he had control over the now partially invisible drow.  He was just about to make a hasty retreat when his eyes nearly popped out of his head as his nut sack was dropped kicked.  He fell over in pain, clutching his shattered family jewels and groaning in pain.  Clara had both the dead large orc and the very alive small one now on top of her as the small orc scrambled to pursue the goblin bitch that had killed his only friend in the world.