<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9e/Anlaf.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Anlaf<br/><strong>Class</strong>: Ranger, Level 1<br/><strong>Stats</strong>: STR 0, DEX +2, CON +1, INT +0, WIS +1, CHA -1<br/><strong>HP:</strong>25<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Other important information</div><div class="spoiler_body">Gear: Hunter's Bow, Leather Armor, Dungeon Rations, Hand Axe, Adventuring Gear, 2 Bundles of Arrow<br/><br/>Load 8/11<br/><br/>XP: 0/8<br/></div></div><hr/><br/>Anlaf nodded at the Bard, picking out his arrows. He finally pulled out one, and grunted. From up here, he had a long line of fire, allowing to easily snipe into the valley below. It would work well for him. He began picking out a target, eyes scanning the camps.<br/><br/>"Leave him to me, music boy."<br/><br/>The gruff Dwarf said, releasing his arrow with a three count under his breath, letting the Bard match his shot in time. Anlaf's bow was shorter of draw then the taller Halfelfs, but a look told that it wasn't any less powerful. Bone white, it looked to be a solid piece of Horn, shaped carefully, never glued. It was a long process, but gave a bow that matched longer wood bows in distance, though requiring a large amount of draw strength. He released the Arrow, the twang instantly getting Anan's intention. The Eagle sought out the arrow... and fell with it, silent and deadly<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Called Shot Head 14, Damage 10</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=83148<br/>https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=83150<br/><br/>Apparently, the dice love the Dwarf.</div></div>