The fiends rush in. Creed closes with the paladin on duty grabbing him in his usual bear hug. The paladin tries to break the hold, yelling
In the name of the silver flame thou shalt not win this day evil fiend!
Kerapsis descends on the nearby squire, ripping a chunk out of him with a claw swipe. The man swings clumsily in response, missing his mark.
Molgrug bemoans the lack of meetings and prep work that went into this plan.
The bandits attack the remaining squire. There's alot of clanging of weapons on armour with no real effect. Said squire is too confused to respond.
On his turn, the paladin tries to break the grapple, Creed needs a DC 17 grapple check to maintain the hold.
All 3 are yelling and screaming which will wake the sleepers.
Your turns, round 2.