The elf with the rope gave chase the moment that Verisira got free -- the other fished a dart from a tiny holster on her belt and tossed it almost casually, like someone playing a game.  The dart stuck into Verisira's lower back and hung there even as she passed the threshold out of the restaurant.<br/><br/>Verisira would be looking at a bit of a chase, it seemed, if she didn't pass out on the spot from the effects of the poison-tipped dagger.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2011-08-07 04:03:50, dark elf 1 (uid: 14894) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 21 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=30604)</div></div>