In the sudden flash of a lightning strike, Zettie could see the features of the forest undergrowth in front of her, and as that image seared into her vision even after the light was gone, she now had a pretty good idea where to step. Before she knew it, she emerged from the woods to the clearing, heart racing as the sounds she was hearing didn’t bode well, but had been the only sign of civilization she had been given in hours. Right in front of her, only a few  feet ahead, a group of wolves surrounded what Zettie realized to be the source of the lightning, a spellcaster now protected by a barrier of crackling electricity. As an instinct, the overdressed girl gave a swing of her hardwood cane, using it as a kind of club by holding it by its steel-reinforced tip and sending the silver handle to strike at the nearest wolf.<br/><br/><div class="ToggleTriggerAnchor bbCodeSpoilerContainer">
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<div class="SpoilerTarget bbCodeSpoilerText">Attack roll: 12 vs 4 skill<br/>
Base skill 5, Cane +1, Dress -1, No glasses -1<br/>
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Defense roll: 7 vs 2 skill<br/>
Base skill 4, Dress -1,  No glasses -1<br/>
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Note: Not using the full -3 modifier for not having glasses in every situation. The full modifier is for situations where she needs the full capacity of normal eyesight.</div>
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