"Fair 'nough." The monk wastes no time, darting in and shooting her hand out to yank the weapon from the little creature's hand. She can defend against the darts easily enough, it's true, but he'd much rather not have to worry about poisons... especially since she's not sure how long it will take Lissu to return. For all she knows, this thing has no connection to the "Snake-head"... but odds are in favor of there being at least SOME connection.<br/><br/>"Tell me, fella..." She grunts as she charges. "Who's 'master?' "<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Disarm check</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack 1d20+7= 16</div></div>