(I KNEW it... everybody thought I was nuts when I described a kobold as having a terrier-like snout and beady black eyes... they said-- aren't they supposed to be lizards?!)<br/><br/>Irritated that she doesn't get to practice her javelin-tossing at this range, Khait snickers at their primitive ambush.  She heads for the midpoint, lowering her lance for a skewring charge through the hammer-wielders in an attempt to load up as many perky little viddles for kobold kabobs as possible, letting the howler handle the job of a sundering bull-rush when it makes contact.  The darts... well, hopefully she can get into the thick of it and let them cross-fire at each other.<br/><br/>(feel free to roll for me, if ya like... if it's an annoyance, I'll roll my own.  *snicker*)