<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><br/><br/><strong>Barra</strong><br/><br/>Roll Result: Phaia rolled: 2d6, keeping 2 dice<br/>Comment: <br/>Result: 1, 5, <br/>Total: 6<br/>+4 Rogue, +2 acrobatics, +1 chained blade dancer [if needed]<br/><br/>Barra eyes widen and then she is moving, a leap onto the bar. Quick almost dance steps to the end then she curls and spins out through the big hole in the wall. A run, then a leap onto a the back of the constable’s cart, a spin that took her up to balance on the edge of a roof and  then she swirled and leapt at a descending Jack Boot, a long bladed dagger in each hand. Spinning and tumbling in the air as her blades slice and dice around a parachuted Imperial trooper.<br/><br/>“I AM NOT GOING BACK!; Usstan TLUN NAUT ALUIN RATH!!!!”<br/><br/>Leaving the Trooper hanging there with blood dripping, she lands nimbly and runs after the Captain, her dagger darting out to dice any Trooper that gets close.<br/><br/><br/></span></span>