<<Yay, finally some excitement! Hopefully this will be better then getting spanked!>> Sentient swords sure are weird, especially ones that can turn into a girl. Meanwhile your drunken allies take position around and in the wagons and whatnot, using cover and pulling out crossbows. Soon enough they start shooting into the vast darkness and hitting exactly nothing. Taking a while for their booze addled brains to realize that one must see thy enemy before shooting at thy enemy.<br/><br/>While this is going on, you see the forms off into the distance start up their runs, going to get half way there before dodging behind some trees, just in time to avoid the next volley of random crossbow bolts. Meanwhile you notice one of your comrades take an arrow in the shoulder and chest, stumbling some before falling over. Not exactly dead if you cared to take a look, but almost there.<br/><br/>Time for the drow warmage to do something about the darkness and how humans can't see anything worthwhile past 50 feet, even in good lighting conditions.<br/><br/>