He turned and blasted the approaching bandit with two handaxes with a ray of sickly green, trying to sap the strength of who he suspected was the leader. "We will be fine, Torak. Besides, I thought the dwarves were the last to complain about odds."<br/><br/>ray of enfeeblement<br/>ranged touch  19 (+3)<br/>str damage 5 (1d6+1)