Wearing a grin the dire situation further in the chamber couldn't erase, Alizome nocks an arrow and sends it flying at the dragon. The blackscale was going or gone, not able to struggle anymore as her body began absorbing its prize; now all that was left was... kill a number of large blackscales and another large dragon. "While.." she swallows, throat raw, "While it's weak! Come on!"<br/><br/>[[Digestion:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/151238">Digestion</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">2d6+4</span><span style="font-weight: bold">9</span><br/>Arrow attack on the dragon:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/151240">Bow Attack</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+8</span><span style="font-weight: bold">20</span><br/>Damage:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/151241">Bow Damage</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d8</span><span style="font-weight: bold">6</span>]]