((Whoa yup, I only have two, somehow I thought I was fifth level.<img alt="o_O" class="mceSmilieSprite mceSmilie12" src="styles/default/xenforo/clear.png" title="Er... what?    o_O"/>))<br/><br/>The feral little gnome, Niada, simply ducked -- she wasn't exactly a master of close combat but she could more than handle a few orcs. She evaded the axe by dipping low and then swiftly rolled backward, clearing about five feet in the quick motion. Not much, but enough to get her out of the orc's reach, which was all she needed.<br/><br/>"And for my next trick..." the sorceress taunted, her blasted-out, flyaway hair making her look like an absolute maniac -- among other things, of course. She began to frantically speak in an ancient, gutteral tongue, her clawed fingers waving and tangling with one another in arcane gestures. After only a few seconds, she spoke the trigger word and a sudden, yet weirdly lazy, haze of magical energy coughed out in a miasma around the three orcs, encompassing them all in its lethargic embrace.<br/><br/>((Sleep, Will Save DC 16.))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>