<span style="font-weight: bold">Asara</span><br/><br/>“Wait, what did I miss?” I half-protest. “That's the sound of her getting laid, you morons.” Then, as Thygor charges off... “Dammit,” I snap, slithering in swift pursuit...<br/><br/>Stealth... 1d20+8 = 16+8 = 24