"So uhhh, do we want to try getting through this or just go through the other door?" Hort goes and peeks into the other room without fully opening the door.
Hey, you find the trogs! They are hanging out in the northeast corner. There are 8 of them, and 4 monitor lizards. They noticed the door open, so I need positions and actions, will roll initiative when I get actions.
[Could you roll initiative first? If I am first, say, I might do an AoE spell. If I'm last chances are the rather large battle has been joined and I will definitely NOT do an AoE.]
Hort steps out five feet, points her finger at Trog 4, and launches a fireball at it (1d6 in a 20 ft radius)
Berz gazes at the crowd of trogs in a manner that might, in some people, indicate pondering. "...I need a bow......uhh...what the fu--he--what on earth is wrong with me?" Berz snaps his axe into existence, Rages, and -- well aware of Darky's tendency toward big bad nukey spells -- charges ML4 (thinking maybe a Great Cleave situation if all goes well, and leaving the other half of the crowd for Rantic's playtime.) He attacks at +14/+8 to hit; 1d12+3d6+10 damage; 19/x3 [1d6 self; 1d6 heal].
Rantic casts Summon Undead III and places the undead between him and other more fragile partymembers and the enemies, if possible by that time. He also stands back allowing the others who want to rush by him easy access. He mentally tells the Raven to hide around the corner in the hallway, to surprise attack any enemy should they come out (if it has something like backstab or anything... basically free reign how to maximize damage).
Torma is getting tired of the color green already, he steps in the room and throws the axe of doom at a stinky troglodyte ( n°6). (+11 ; 2d6+3)
