<strong>OOC:</strong>One Lyra realizes she's not alone, she doubles back to take on the hound. She uses her move action to draw her two daggers and approach the hound (preferably flanking it), and then attempts to attack it with her standard action. ((14 [1d20 roll] + 12 [base] + 2 [Flanking] = 28 to hit; 1 [1d4 base] + 11 [3d6 SA] = 12 damage))<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img122.imageshack.us/img122/6007/lyrarhod.jpg)</div><strong>Lyra</strong><br/><br/><strong>"They have snake people too? Where did they come from?"</strong>asked Lyra in mute wonder. Then she watched as the monstrous creature leaned back and spewed a line fire out from her mouth. Lyra was ready to dodge the fearsome attack, but then she realized the fire wasn't actually aimed at her. The creature seemed to be in the fight on her side, whatever side it was that Lyra found herself on this time.<strong><em>Better put on a good show. Better fit in and play the hero, Lyra.</em></strong><br/><br/>Now that she had friends, she could turn and face her attackers. Pulling twin blades from sheathes at her belt, she turned the arc of her run and headed back towards the ambush. Not far away, a wild wolf quarreled with one of the hellhounds that had attacked her.<em><strong>Blood. You had a taste of mine. Its only fair for you to shed a little too.</strong></em>As the two beasts snapped and circled one another, Lyra moved up to flank the demonic beast. Watching, and waiting, she lunged forward at an opportune moment; her blade was swift and precise as she made her attack.