The predator that lived in Lornaal relished the chaos and clamour of battle. The sudden appearance of three large, sleek wolves harrying the goblins before him, caused Lornaal to break out in growling laughter and spit a mouthful of blood at the greenskins.
When the large goblin wearing feathers came into view with his warriors, the beast within recognized him as an alpha. The spirit bear howled for death. A quick shift of his grip and Lornaal threw the spear with the ease and practice of a seasoned hunter.
No sooner had the spear left his hand than Lornaal stooped, recovering an axe from one of his vanquished foes and turned to face the two purple-clad goblins before him.
Attack 19 = 12(d20) + 8 + 1(inspire) – 2(range)
Damage 11 = 3(d8) + 7(str) + 1(inspire)