Alizome watches the melee in there with satisfaction. Maybe Xarces was still alive, maybe not, but at least it didn't seem as though the priestess's dragon was getting much help as it was easily grappled by Aethon. The twinges of intense pleasure from her stomach (gods, she should have done this the instant she got that potion!) aren't enough to distract her as she cheerfully nocks another arrow and puts it into the nearest Blackscale to Aethon, hoping to keep them off his back- or at least distract them.<br/><br/>[[Bow attack on a blackscale warrior in the room;<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/153127">Longbow</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+8</span><span style="font-weight: bold">25</span><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/153128">Bow damage</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d8</span><span style="font-weight: bold">3</span>]]