The coin stealing goblin's eyes widen in fear as the fighter dispatches its fellow thief with relative ease.  With a sqeak, it drops its scimitar in fright, and runs away from the scary-looking human, elf, and dwarf glowering at it.  In moments, it completely disappears from view as it ducks behind the underbrush.   Apparently realizing who was the true threat, the concealed goblin unleashes a volley against the Bard who dropped its companions with but a word.  The arrow is right on its mark,