<blockquote><div><cite>Sashi wrote:</cite>"I fear nothing that this town can muster! Let's get going."</div></blockquote><br/>"Alright, alright!" Laughing, Chander allows himself to be pushed along by Sashi. "No need to get all worked up, I was only joking. There isn't a predator in Armel who could possibly threaten you..."<br/><br/>Almost as if to test the young lapine's boast, one of the debris piles behind Sashi stirs... and a hand shoots from the refuse, grabbing for her wrist.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">Surprise Round</span></span></span><br/><span style="font-size: 80%; line-height: 116%;">Melee touch: 1d20 (7) + 14 = 21 versus flatfooted AC<br/>(if successful) Grapple: 1d20 (17) + 17 = 34</span><br/><br/>(if succsssful) The hidden attacker's thick fingers fasten around Sashi's wrist, dirty nails digging painfully into her skin.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">Round 1</span></span></span><br/>Scrap wood clatters aside as Sashi's assailant rises to its feet: a hulking, olive-skinned<span style="font-style: italic">thing</span>, easily head and shoulders above the rabbitgirl, with a face mashed together from the worst bits of goblin, troll and ghoul. An oversized tongue lashes from between snaggled teeth, sampling the taste of rabbit on the air.<br/><br/>"Bunnee," it growls.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 80%; line-height: 116%;">Thug's move action: stand from prone (provokes AoO is Sashi is not grappled)<br/>Thug's standard action: not yet taken</span>