Attack!

Well, what else was there to do? You are a big powerful Orc with a sword thirsty for blood, and there were plenty of Goblins around to take charge of. The heroes should be weak already from the slaughtering. It's time to bring in the pain!

But before you charge out, you see another Goblin shaman coming in for support. Before she got picked off by the archer, you reach out and pull her in behind your pillar. Before she could say anything, your large and meaty hand cover her mouth. Your presence commands her to be still, silent, and pay attention.

Speaking in the guttural language of the greenskins, you grunted out, "Stay. Hide and aid. Other shaman, flag them to the sides...archer too good."

The greenskins' language is not very elegant or sophisticated. It's meant to give out quick and effective summations of complete thoughts. None of the fluff and all of the bite needed for a people all about bashing skulls in for honor, glory, and thrill of the fight.

The little Goblin nodded and held tightly onto her staff. Seeing that she understood your command, you nodded back and removed your hand. The Goblin stayed in the shadows and began her chanting, waving her staff around as she channeled the spirits and the elements to bring her benefit to the battle.

Approving of it, you jump out in the middle of the hallway and let out a ferocious roar that would give any creature alive a look of fright. It was a roar that tore from the very core of your chest and **** its way out of your throat and resounded in the air. You imagined even the Gods would be worried about shaking tables in their homes up in the heavens with such a yell of primal fury.

The battle stopped entirely as you made your presence known. But, seeing as how you were on their side, the Goblins recovered quicker and began their **** again...causing the Dwarf to falter with his shield capabilities and the half-minotaur berzerker to back down behind the steel wall of the Dwarf.

Taking advantage of the confusion, you shouted out in your natural language again, "Split focus! Break bow at side! Make females back down! Leave steel to me!"

Able to hear your commands, whether by ear or by mind you don't know, the Goblins followed your instructions. The majority of their **** split off to **** the archer that was off to the side, making him be at a very significant disadvantage as he soon had to switch to a sub-par short sword for defense. All the other ones jumped back and went after the hybrid woman, making her backing all the way until she was by the Elf. They couldn't get to her with her whirlwind of axe blades...but they kept her in place and waited until she tired herself.

Meanwhile, the Dwarf looked behind his shield to see that none of the Goblins were on him. Confused, he couldn't think much before he had to hide behind his shield again as you swung your magical double-edged sword onto his wall of steel. He had almost recovered fully, you'll need to think of something to keep your advantage before the Dwarf figures out how much of a threat you are and responds accordingly.