<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2b/Dwarf388.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dunn Brakov<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Feasting table, on top of<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lots of townspeople, several chunks of ex-goblin (hopefully)<br/><hr/><br/>In order, from roughly northwest to southeast, the heavy wooden table held one goblin, a bowl of stew, a plate with nothing more than breadcrumbs, a flagon lying on its side next to a puddle of warm beer, and Dunn Brakov. There was no one particularly friendly within swinging distance, the villagers having wisely heeded his warning to either back up or duck down. When the dwarf was satisfied that no harm would come to those who had fed him, he swung his greataxe with both hands, aiming solidly for the goblin's midsection. It was not an elegant blow. It was not artful. It wasn't even particularly heroic.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Dunn Brakov rolled: 1d20, adding 6to the total<br/>Comment: attack roll for goblin fight<br/>Result: 16, <br/>Total: 22<br/>(+2 favored enemy, +4 attack)<br/>Damage (greataxe, two handed)<br/>Roll Result: Dunn Brakov rolled: 1d12, adding 6to the total<br/>Comment: damage roll for goblin fight<br/>Result: 6, <br/>Total: 12<br/>(+2 favored enemy, +4 strength w/two handed weapon)<br/></div></div><br/>But it had the great virtue of neatly bisecting the vicious little monster, and that would do.<br/><br/>Dunn began looking around for the next target.<br/><br/>