Martel smiled slightly, darting around the carriage to see the hobgoblins as the swarmed after the...  Bear and wolf?  Naturalistic magic at work, she suspected, if the animals were not just trying to run off.  Hopefully they would prove to be allied, helpful, if not...  They could be dealt with after the hobgoblins.  She reared her head back, loosing another jet of flame over one of the flanks of the battle, careful not to singe those potential allies that were in the middle of the mess.<br/><br/>(12, DC 20)