<div class="floatleft">(https://41.media.tumblr.com/8220a5ee24a37a705b757f6f67499395/tumblr_njvb6c5KaA1tk4029o1_500.png)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Ryssa</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Ratfolk Brawler (Steel-breaker) 1<br/><strong>HP:</strong> 9/12 || <strong>AC:</strong> 18 (15 touch, 14 FF) || <strong>CMD:</strong> 14<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong> +4 || <strong>Speed:</strong> 30'<br/><strong>Saves:</strong> <em>Fort</em> +3, <em>Ref</em> +6, <em>Will</em> +2<br/><strong>Senses:</strong> Darkvision, Perception +8<br/><strong>Brawler's Flexibility:</strong> 3/4</div></div><hr/><br/>Lean and supple muscles flexed beneath her grey-white fur as she brought one arm around the Gremlin's throat, the other wrestling an arm behind its back. With the help of her tail, she stole the thing's feet from under it again, forcing it to the ground, with one of her knees pinning an ankle. it wasn't the most graceful maneuver, but it's holding the little thing down.<strong>"Why. Are we. Fighting these?"</strong>she asks through gritted teeth as she hangs on to the squirmy vermin.<br/><br/>It's not that she's<em>opposed</em>to beating the crap out of gremlins, at least judging from how willing she is to squeeze one's windpipe in the crook of her elbow. But she wants to know the plan, and now's as good a time as any to ask.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Continuing the grapple, and made an 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=74036). If that does it, then she'll be using her action to pin it all the way.</div></div>