--<strong>Gorvis Wendelin - Taking his chances!</strong>--<br/><hr/><br/>The gnome snatched a bit of cured leather from his component pouch now that the horseman seemed sufficiently distracted by both the newcomer and the wooden shaft stuck in his shoulder, muttering yet another incantation and making all the appropriate gestures.  The scrap dissipated with a quiet pop, and all around his body he felt the faintest presence of a protective aura coming into being.  The wound from the sword was still smarting, and he'd prefer to avoid receiving any more in the near future.<br/><br/><strong>[Cast Mage Armor, +4 AC]</strong><br/><br/>Though still hindered by foliage, Gorvis made an attempt to put another eight feet of distance between him and the armored scoundrel.  He did his best to avoid rustling the leaves as he went, and upon stopping he went as still as he was able.  With any luck, his foe would lose him in the dense cover of bushes.<br/><br/>[Move Silently Check] 1d20+2=16 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25389)<br/>[Hide Check] 1d20+6=12 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25391)