The three thugs on the left approached the doorway that led into the alleyway, before the shorter of the half-elves let the nerves get the better of him—he charged forward, with his scimitar out, shrieking some kind of lacklustre war cry. Perhaps it would have thrown off a man of lesser experience, but to Valdaris it was nothing more than an annoyance. As the half-elf went to thrust into the doorway, Valdaris’s longsword came to greet him, knocking aside the half-elves scimitar, and skewering him straight through his armour. Valdaris raised up the sword, taking the man off his feet, as the man let out a cry that turned into a gurgle and then fell backwards into the alley, dead.<br/><br/>The other half-elf neared, slicing wildly with his scimitar, but splintering only the wood of the doorframe as Valdaris easily sidestepped his attack. [Attack w/ Scimitar against Valdaris: 6 – Miss!]<br/><br/>From the alleyway, the Tiefling raised his small hand crossbow, aiming behind Valdaris at Enjiope. The small device clicked, and a bolt flew straight past both Valdaris and Enjiope, flying into the doorway behind them that led back into the kitchen. It wobbled for a brief instant in the wood, as the Tiefling cursed and began to reload. [Attack w/ Hand crossbow against Enjiope w/ Disadvantage: 23 (Crit) and 11 – Miss!]<br/><br/>The big half-orc neared, letting out a viscous cry. “Move!” he roared and shoved the half-elf out of the way. The half-elf staggered off his feet, falling to the ground, but quickly came up in a roll as the half-orc took his place in the doorway. With his greatsword raised he stared down Valdaris and Enjiope, readying himself to attack. “I’ll handle it myself.” Valdaris could see the long scar that crossed his face, from his right temple all the way down to his jaw. [Shove attack on ally]<br/><br/>Enjiope was ready to run, convinced Valdaris’s effort was some kind of trick, but as he ran through the first half-elf, her expression changed. Seeing a chance to get out alive, she flipped the dagger in her hand around, holding it by the tip, and thew it at the eye of the half-orc with the greatsword. He tilted his head easily to the side, letting the dagger fly past where it clanged into the brick on the far side of the alley. Enjiope put a hand on Valdaris’s shoulder and pointed her shortsword forward at the other scarred half-orc, ready to defend herself. [Attack w/ Dagger on half-orc: 9 – Miss!]<br/><br/>“Do we go?!” she yelled, looking at the door behind her.