Leska growls at Rihyan's hold and at Sashi's touch, dimly conscious but in no shape to resist.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 84%; line-height: 116%;">[assuming Sashi takes 10 on search:]</span><br/><span style="color: orange"><span style="text-decoration: underline">[found loot]</span><br/>* onyx ring of <a class="postlink" href="http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/protectionFromGood.htm">protection from good</a><br/>* large pearl on gold chain necklace<br/>* drawstring bag containing 917 gp<br/>* jeweled brush w/ jeweled pocket mirror<br/>* masterwork cold iron dagger<br/>* sealed capsule of black liquid<br/>* corked vial of fizzy green liquid<br/>* ivory case containing two unidentified scrolls<br/>* tiny bag of sparkling dust</span><br/><br/><br/>Once frisked of her valuables, the limp drider soon finds a voracious Auralia looming over her head. She is confident that the angel cannot eat her even if she does not struggle; her mass will suffice to defeat the angel's appetite.<br/><br/>"what're...you looking at?" She tries to stand--fails and winces in pain yet glares defiantly.<br/>"Don't even think about it. Eat me and...you're<span style="font-style: italic">dead</span>. I've got connections all over...assassin friends..."