Menya (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=281338)<br/>Active: archaeologist's luck<br/>HP 44+10 temp/52<br/>Resources used: 1 3rd-level spell, 2 2nd-level spells, 3 rounds archaeologist's luck<br/><br/>Stealth: 24 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=79426)<br/>Perception: 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=79427)<br/>CMB: 24 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=79428)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was a rare and frustrating feeling that Menya was unused to, the feeling of being outclassed, as the assassin kept playing the cat in the deadly game of cat-and-mouse. She could only react, spotting him just a bit too late, reacting just a bit too slowly... Menya was a cat, not a mouse, damnit!<br/><br/><em>He's good at this,</em>she thought.<em>His initiative, his rules, his advantage, his game...</em>It was then that epiphany struck.<em>The winninya move is not to play his game of hide-and-seek. How about somethinya else, like a board game?</em><br/><br/><em>We need to spread out! Follow my instructions...</em>She sent out telepathically in the tone of one taking charge. The labyrinth was the board, restricting movement to well-defined directions like a set of rules, with the people themselves as living pieces, and now she had an overwhelming numerical advantage. She could make her moves, cut off her opponent's options, force his hand and finally predict his movements...<br/><br/>"There you are! Glitterdust!" Menya pinpointed the Sword of Norgorber's location. She couldn't see or hear him, and there was nothing else to indicate that he was there - nothing, except for the same logic that she used to predict her opponent's next move in a board game, that said he had to be there. She put her faith in her deductive skills - the stakes now much higher than merely a friendly match or wager - and flung a handful of ground mica at the spot where he would be. Time to see if he could still hide while sparkling like certain breeds of vampire in sunlight!