Staying as far away from the shining axe as he could in this enclosed space, Aellon hugged the wall as he inched forward. With his sword drawn, his eyes pierced the darkness as best he could. The now somewhat distant light of the axe gave him a pretty good view of his surroundings. There were goblins here, the stench was unmistakable. Now where did they go?<br/><br/>He watched as the halfling and the weird boy followed the orc. With a little bit of luck, the goblins would go at the big lug with the glowing axe, perceiving him to be the greatest threat.