John suddenly found the wizened old wizard peering over his shoulder at the very same goblin he was inspecting. "Very unusual, I would be interested myself in the answer to that question. What do you suppose the purpose of all this is?" He shrugged, then spun around turning his fury on a goblin which had knocked off his hat once again, "You bumbling little oafs!! Didn't anyone teach you not to take hats from your elders?" With that he began swinging his staff around in earnest, squishing goblins but all in all doing even less damage than he had with the burst of flame.