Spotting the inbound wargs' and ogres' blitzkrieg approach, Ithi'Ka hisses her soft frustration at the reinforcements.  The madman with the speech problem-- or, maybe a drinking problem-- seemed to be holding his own on with the soldiers, but best deprive the enemy of any opportunity to gain tactical advantage-- when she sees the warg seeking their flank, she recognizes that her best chance is to keep the strays off.  Then, maybe, she can use the shadows to her advantage.  She hasn't yet seen the acid blast that mutilates the ogres so disgustingly... when she does, she'll note it, then intend to never see it again.<br/><br/>She peels off to the east, skirting for shadows, and fires twice at the oncoming beast as she crosses open ground.  She mutters in drow, "chase this, vermin," and continues to run in a tangent away from the main group, strafing the warg's approach and ready to loop back around the attackers' flanks.<br/><br/>Action: shot on the run: moving 15 feet strafing the east warg, firing twice, then moving 15 more feet.<br/>atk 1 1d20+9: 12+9 = 21.<br/>atk 2 1d20+11: 16+11 = 27.<br/>dmg 1 1d8+1: 6+1 = 7<br/>dmg 2 1d8+1: 6+1 = 7<br/>