"What are you, idiots?" Mouse shouted in the direction of the slaves, "run!"<br/><br/>While arrows thudded into the earth around her Mouse danced like the wind between hammer and sword and axe, never staying still long enough to be struck - until the wall of enemy weapons became truly overwhelming and she came off scratched and bruised for it. The black blood finished eating through her spear and she cast it aside, striking terrible blows with her walking stick and turning aside blades with it as surely as he had a real weapon of war. No slaver would escape her grasp until she could stand alone with her foe.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Mob misses again (it's really not their day). Mouse hits again and deals another 6 damage to the enemy Mob.<br/>At 2019-09-17 20:52:14, Mouse (uid: 56325) rolls: 1d20a+2 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=139502)<br/><br/>At 2019-09-17 20:51:59, Mouse (uid: 56325) rolls: 1d20a+7 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=139501)</div></div>