A strong voice with a lilting, singsong accent carries through the thick tree growth."And that was the second time I got crab-"
It stops abruptly as the voice's owner comes into view. He is a tall warrior-type, bedecked in a ringmail shirt, steel cap, and fur-cuffed hide gauntlets and boots, with an iron-bossed wooden roundshield and three steel axes through the right-side loops of his wide leather belt.
He pauses for half a heartbeat next to his elven companion, drinking in the scene, then brings his shield up and charges into the fray with a bellow of "HO LA, CAILEAN!"
Plowing through the undergrowth, he stops next to the mangled gnome. He crouches and mumbles something that sounds like "Not today, little brother,"
touching the battered warrior with his free right hand. He then rises and faces his shield towards the most obvious threat (Jaros), but keeps a wary eye on the motionless white-haired warrior next to him and the wolf on the other side.
Move: to J12
Standard: Casts Cure Light Wounds
Roll Result: Cure Light Wounds on Basnite (1d8+1=9)
Weapon in Hand: R none, L small wooden shield
Active Effects: none
Spells Cast Today: 1st level: 1 of 2
9/9 hp, 16 AC
Edit: Updated combat block with weapon in hand, spells, active effects, etc.