Two intruders approach Lilandra from the west by rooftop. The first twang of her bow is followed by a shout--one of the figures drops out of sight on the far side of the roof. The second, a large striped feline, ducks under her second arrow and pumps his arm, launching a javelin back at her across the gap.<br/><br/>[tigerfolk javelin: 1d20(14)+10-2(50 ft: 1 range increment)=22; AC=20; hit; 8 damage]<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Two other shapes, a weaselfolk and a hyenafolk, approach the square from the east along one of the rooflines that passes below Mowler. They show no sign of having seen the lizardfolk, but when he squeeks they both stop in their tracks and look up.<br/><br/>[weaselfolk spot: 1d20(10)+8=18; DC=37; fail]<br/>[hyenafolk spot: 1d20(3)+6=9; DC=37; fail]<br/><br/>Mowler's wrappings match the color of the snow, and they both see an empty roof.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Sashi's ears detect the rythm of<span style="font-style: italic">many, many</span>approaching feet, and soon the entire street is filled with movement. Then, only ten feet away, something large leaps onto the peak of a snow dune in the center of the street. At first glance it appears to be a rather attractive wolffolk girl wearing form-fitting leather armor, but below the waist she had a powerful, non-morphic body--a wolf-taur. She eyes the barricade as one eyes an all-you-can-eat buffet.<br/><br/>[guardmouse crossbow: 1d20(9)+6=15; AC=25; miss]<br/><br/>A crossbow is aimed at her and fired, but she at the last instant she raises her shield and the bolt shatters against it.<br/><br/>A wolverinefolk comes down one of the snow trenches towards Geno. Fangs, fur and chain shirt are stained with blood. His midsection is engorged and emits constant churning, gurgling noises, though he doesn't seem to be slowed by this.<br/><br/>"Stay out of this, softy!" he snarls, "we have business with these rodents, and it doesn't involve you." Following behind him in the trench is a human holding a net and an axe. [wolverinefolk intimidate: 1d20(7)+12=19; Geno must make 1d20+level(10)+wisdom bonus(1) and get 19 or higher, or be shaken for one round and take a -2 on rolls]<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Coming down the other side of the street, approaching Takal, a firey-orange-furred cheetahfolk walks casually. She idly tosses a small flame back and forth in her paws, then turns to the wolftaur girl.<br/><br/>"Aw, look how cute...they built a little fort!" She laughs, then snaps her fingers. At that instant, sheets of flame engulf the length of the barricade, instantly immolating it. The guardsmice, thier fortification having become an oven, break rank and scramble in every direction to escape the flames.<br/><br/><br/><<round 3>>