<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Cynthia Round 4</div><div class="spoiler_body">Targeting the Crowd (Getting Guard Captains first, if any): Killing 14 guys, perfect to empty the camp!<br/>At 2013-07-20 22:54:00, lockepick (uid: 41941) rolls: 1d20m4 Result: 14 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=48524)<br/>Then moving 2 squares to where Steelsmiter/Loriel are. <br/>The new initiative rule sounds fine to me!<br/>Not sure if you were clear on who I was taking for Interrogation: Is Drak an option? Or am I taking some random gate guard? <br/></div></div><br/>The orcs came in closer, and Cynthia got to see them up close for the first time. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of the snarling, growling, muscular horde closing in around her. She managed to keep her guard up, even though she wanted a more longing look at the men. The orb was thrust out to hit the shoulder of the first orc to come too close. A wave of the arm sent the orb off to the side and slamming into the orc's stomach, using that brute to strike a group of others. Her gestures to send the orb around were wide flourishes, almost like a dance. Her clothes fluttering about and arms extended, her legs tensing from the nimble motions and the heels in her boots.<br/><br/>Soon the dance ended, and all of the orcs were left unconscious or worse, and Cynthia had a moment to catch her breath. It was fleeting before the sound of battle reminded her that the battle wasn't over. She left the bodies behind and started moving towards the rest of the army, ducking through the crowd to get to Loriel and Steelsmiter, "Ma'am. I managed to catch wind of a report... we're looking at two Ogres in the main fort -- not one."