Jiao is able to for all effects vanish into the growing night, and disappear.  He grabs his blades, quickly, as the Captain first deflects an arrow with her sword, then allows her aura to grow, sending the essence of flame around her as a corona, warm and yet a burning flame coming from each aspect of her pretty form.  Dalia grips ahold of her own sword as she watched the enemy come near.  Little greater distraction then this!<br/><br/>But she wanted to see how her new subordinants could do, and did not do more then threaten thus.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, On the docks, Ivan sneaks to a thug- and grips him, his arms wrapping around the punks neck and gripping him in a dangerous strangle hold, the others still distracted by Bounds dance.  As had been the plan most likely.<br/><br/>Roll Result: Thug rolled: 4d10<br/>First Target Number: 7<br/>Second Target Number: 10<br/>Comment: Archery<br/>Result: 6, 9, 6, 9,<br/>For: 1, 1, 0, 0,<br/>Total: 2<br/>PDV: 5