<span style="font-weight: bold">Grozdana:</span>“Face it, Katti,” I told my fellow guardswoman, as we struggled our way out of the gully and onto the outcropping. “We’re lost - and<span style="font-style: italic">they’re</span>no help!” I jerked my head back and down towards our companions. The<span style="font-style: italic">villagers</span>we were escorting. Vesele was taking this moment of rest as an opportunity to<span style="font-style: italic">relax</span>the adorably cute demi-mouse-girl Marija with a soothing backrub rather than doing anything<span style="font-style: italic">productive</span>, for example. “Katti!” I snapped, as a droplet of my comrade’s drool splattered to the rocks.<br/><br/>“Sorry!” She blurted. “Sorry. You<span style="font-style: italic">know</span>I’d never, no matter how<span style="font-style: italic">adorable</span>and<span style="font-style: italic">delicious</span>she looks…” Katti licked her lips.<br/><br/>Whose good idea had it been to assign a demi-cat-girl guard to a gathergroup with a demi-mouse-girl member? At best Marija was a horrible distraction, at worst, if Katti succumbed to temptation we’d be fighting<span style="font-style: italic">one another…</span>but then, of course, that was what happened when guardswomen didn’t come back. I sniffed, slightly. Olga had been a friend, and sometime lover, and now she was probably nothing but a pile of monstershit somewhere.<br/><br/>“Hey, no,” Katti continued, the pressure of her sharp little claws against my shoulder snapping me out of it. “Save it for when we’re safe inside the walls,” she said - and of course she was right. “Besides, we’ve got a genuine<span style="font-style: italic">explorer</span>with us - even if we’re a little turned around,<span style="font-style: italic">Ishidora</span>won’t be.” I studied the woman in question. Her boots were heavy leather, and her clothes were at least practical - lots of pockets - but there was a lot of mouthwateringly exposed flesh. She practically screamed ‘eat me’, in a different and more blatant way than the pretty vulnerability of the two villagers. “I still say she’s got Gurglemiester blood,” I muttered, “and besides, for her ‘lost’ is just another word for ‘place I haven’t discovered yet. I doubt she’ll be of any help-” I paused. “Katti?”<br/><br/>“Kari,” my companion whispered, her mouth suddenly dry, as we stood exposed and entirely visible on the outcropping, slipping her bow from her shoulder, notching an arrow. I didn’t realise she meant to loose until the last moment, and by then it was far too late to stop her, for all that hiding would’ve been the wiser course…<br/><br/>Mechanics:<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">The roll is here: <!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/172900">http://orokos.com/roll/172900</a><!-- m -->. 3#1d6 (three times one six-sided dice, one ‘standard’ dice for anything you can attempt, one dice for having the guardswoman quality, one dice for having the skill ‘archer’). She rolls a 1, a 3 and a 5. The highest dice roll is always used, which is the 5. This has degree-of-success 3 (degree of success is 2 less than the roll, as a roll or 1 or 2 is a failure). Cyra has physical defence 1, so the degree-of-success is reduced to 2 points of damage. Cyra has 5 hit points, of which she loses 2, leaving 3 remaining. Ouch!</div></div></div><br/><br/>The shot flies true, dealing the Kari an unpleasant but not debilitating injury on her humanesque torso - and effectively committing the guardswomen to fight.<br/><br/>NB: The ground is quite rough and the distance quite far between your group and the two guardswomen. If you wish to cover it in a single round you will have to roll something that makes sense for fast movement over rough ground. E.g. our Kari can use her eight-legged thing. If you have no skills that apply, then you can only roll the one standard dice.