Dhalgren frowned at the results of his throw, and decided not to repeat such and spare his other four javelins for later. He could hear the taunt of the goblin, the gravely voice lilting in mockery. Sighing took a small step, although he suddenly found himself enshrouded in a thick mist. His vision was severely limited in most direction, but he could see it start to thin ahead of him. Grinding his teeth in annoyance slightly, he tightened his grip on his halberd and ran forward at a slight jog to where he had last seen the goblins. After only a few steps, he found himself free of the opaque vapor. As he stepped clear, his eyes locked on a goblin ravaging a table full of meats and breads. Taking that as his best chance, he sprinted forward, halberd held low along his waist as he rushed at the goblin. Upon reaching the goblin he planted his foot firmly, and with both hands swept the weapon through the air in a hard hitting power attack. 

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