<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/13/53/1d/13531db9b6da053e62f2cb4324f06620.jpg)</div><strong>Gurlove (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1725433)</strong><br/><em>Half-Orc Barbarian: Beserker 4 CN</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack Roll:  At 2019-04-10 21:11:38, Josh Arcanum (uid: 45842) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=135000) aka Miss<br/>Initiative Roll:  At 2019-04-10 21:22:10, Josh Arcanum (uid: 45842) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=135001)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Gurlove wasn't that heavy of a sleeper and in most cases, it worked out well for her.  Her hand had grabbed her axe, which she always kept nearby.  And as she felt a series of rocks strike her body, she was able to ignore them since they didn't hit anything vital or even soft.  A loud growl escaped her as she made her way towards the first goblin in the bunch, ready to cleave it in two when she got close enough.  But in her haste and not quite being fully awake, she stumbled on a small rock as she drew near and her swing went wide, not striking anything.  Snarling a vile curse under her breath, she gathered herself and prepared to attempt to strike again.