[[16 hits my touch AC, but not my regular AC, so I get hit for being slow posting... oof. 6 damage, fort save passes:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/119981">Fort Save</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+3</span><span style="font-weight: bold">18</span>. Pass, 29/35 HP remain. Returning fire on the lizardman that shot at me-<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/119982">Arrow Attack</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+8</span><span style="font-weight: bold">23</span>. Assuming that hits,<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/119983">Arrow Damage</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d8</span><span style="font-weight: bold">2</span>damage.]]<br/><br/>The start of the attack comes too quickly for her to really react to. Cursing the clumsy feet that had given them away, Alizome goes into a crouch near a tree; there's too much confusino for her to see much, so she stows the swords and draws her bow. She hisses in pain before consciously noting the arrow, but the tingle of poison is not at all unfamiliar- she quickly tears the arrow out and drops it onto the dirt before she can get more of the poison into her veins. In a single motion, then, she brings out her own (sadly unpoisoned) arrow from her quiver, nocks, and fires it to where she'd seen the greenery rustle. She knew it would hit, but from the angle it wasn't a very potent strike- enough to keep her attacker honest.