<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Ayi'yan in a brawl.</span></strong><br/>Ayi'yan (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=293402) at 19 AC for Rissien, 18 otherwise.<br/>42 / 42 max hp<br/><br/>"What is this all about, land elf?" Ayi spat out the syllables like molten lead as she jumped and tumbled to her adversaries right hand, putting him between her and the idiot who could not break a simple sanctuary spell..  She laughed out loud, reaching across very quickly, grappling and scissoring Rissien's neck and opposing shoulder, going for a submission hold.  "Are we trying to start a war w/o daddies permission?"  Her voice had now taken a sultry tone, as if she was meaningfully trying to be coy with the man.  She draws in, grapple successful or not, her lips parted and her panting into his face.  But only for a moment, till she is back at arms length.<br/><br/>OOC:<br/>Ayiyan (uid: 4455) rolls: 1d20m9 Result: 15 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25645)  Tumble to an adjacent square if required.<br/>Ayiyan (uid: 4455) rolls: 1d20m7 Result: 9 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25648)  A complete whiff on the grapple!