Lyra continues to use CE and Defensive Fighting. She attacks the hobgoblin near her, before she takes another 5-foot step around the carriage, so that she is not on the side that the hellhound and extra hobgoblins are on. [Attack: 16 to hit (10 Roll + 12 Mod - 6 CE/FD); Damage: 1; AC: 22]
Lyra watched as the hobgoblins fell all around her. Maybe it's over
, she thought, her mind analyzing the situation. I'll have to make a big deal about them siding with the hobgoblins after we're through this.
She skirmished with the final hobgoblin as she pondered things through. Every move was calculated, and though she made a weak lunge forward, Lyra was mostly just keeping the creature busy until one of her new-found companions could finish him off.
From the nearby woods, more hobgoblins streamed out towards the battle. Unforeseen but maybe not unfortunate. The bear and wolf seem quite capable. I don't need to present a target, though. I've bled enough to earn their trust.
She guarded against another of the hobgoblins attacks, and the moment she found an opening, Lyra took it. Flattening her body against the wooden carriage, she spun around the corner and prepared to defend herself against the hobgoblin leader. One is better than six.
A fine mist of blood greeted her, spraying from the deep wound at the hobgoblin's neck. Tahline's rapier had pierced him, and Lyra found time standing still. Excellent form. Beautiful follow-through.
And then those dainty droplets sprayed across Lyra's face and exposed neck. She shivered in pleasure, almost making a sound a of delight. Her mouth twisted into a smile for the briefest of moments, and she stared at Tahline and her kill with something akin to fascination in her eyes.
Lyra brought one hand up to her face, covering her smile; when it was gone, her face registered nothing but disgust. "Ugh!"
she said. "First you side with them and now you're killing them? Thanks for covering me in gross, hobgoblin blood. Just who are you, anyway!"
Lyra wasn't sure how she was going to play this one yet, but leaving them seemed out of the question now. For better or worse, they finally ended up on Lyra's side. Do I even have a side? Maybe I'll show that one my dark side, someday soon, when things are quiet and she least suspects it. She's a killer. Beautiful. Dangerous.
Lyra met so many people that she craved, but she didn't get to take them all. It was doubtful that she'd get to have Tahline either. By the time this day was through, they would all know her face too well. It wouldn't be safe to hunt the tiefling. Doesn't mean I can't daydream.