R O N I N
Luckily enough for both bird and man, the golem was neither smart nor fast enough to predict their movements or indeed do anything about them. It was a simple creature, slow and lumbering and powerful, and the only reason it had been able to pick up so much speed in the first place was because it had been given space to build up to it. Now with distractions disorientating it, a doorway in front and hellish light behind, it roared its dismay.
Swinging hard and blind at the hawk, it angled itself forward in an attempt to get to the annoying little pest fluttering about its feet - right at the same time as Alistair shattered his blade against its shin.
The noise it made was deafening and it had Ronin fighting not to cover his ears; he couldn't afford to do that, the ex-captain busy darting forward with the light from his ring sizzling the golem the second it touched it. A well placed shove with his shoulder had it toppling, at last, through the doorway and into the light.
The three men would be able to watch, bewildered or pleased or however else they wanted to look, from the doorway of the shiny new guildhall as the golem promptly burned up and into dust. Ronin took a moment or so to catch his breath, before he grinned between his friends. "Right," he said cheerfully, "now that's done with, shall we clean this place up?"
Congratulations - this Personal Quest has concluded and you all receive credit! Ronin thanks you for your efforts. Feel free to leave a closing post if you would like!
