At 2012-06-12 21:26:54, Fael (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 9 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38650)<br/>At 2012-06-12 21:27:27, Fael (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 10 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38651)<br/><br/>Fael wouldn't have gotten surprised like that by a normal melee attacker, but she expected this one to be a mage or other magic user, from seeing the flames in her hand. So she gasped as she suddenly saw her opponent rush at her, a flaming sword in hand, striking low. She tried to parry the blow but it was too late, and she felt the blade slice through, making a red mark across her strong tanned flesh, letting some blood drip, sharp pain in her chest and shoulder, and almost slashing her bra in two, leaving it barely hanging by the fibers.<br/><br/>She quickly turned around and growled, deciding not to lose any instant, and going for her own attack. She needed her opponent close so she could keep striking with her sword, so she went straight for the girl's legs, slashing from the side as Ilvatha got back from her own attack. To her disappointment, the opponent was already out of reach and her sword barely grazed her. Still, she threw her own taunt at her.<br/><br/>"I'm a veteran warrior! If anyone is going to hit the floor, it's you!"<br/><br/><br/>Remaining HP:<br/>Ilvatha: 5<br/>Fael: 4