<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><em>The dogman guard<br/>(http://i.imgur.com/fQaLRXg.jpg)</em></div></div><br/><strong>"Aye!"</strong>Bo grunted as Zerxel lept forwards.<br/><br/>Moving more like a dancer than a swordswoman, the drow dashed forwards, her twin scimitars twirling and glinting in the dawn's first strong rays of light.  The dogman yipped and charged forwards to meet the smaller elf, his rusty sword pulling back for it's own strike.  But Zerxel was too well trained, too prepared, and with the magical power of her garments flowing through her body she moved like a shadow, cutting right as the gnoll's blade whistled downwards striking nothing but air.  She swung her first scimitar in low and right, and the dogman had just enough time to bring it's blade back up to send her scimitar skittering along it's rusted edge.  But it was no where near quick enough to be able to parry or dodge the second strike, one that cut directly across the side of the beast's throat in an upwards slash.<br/><br/>The dogman stumbled backwards three steps flailing it's sword defensively even as Zerxel prepared for another strike.  The beast's free hand came up to grab at the wound on it's neck, but Zerxel realized before it did that it was too late, it was already dead, it just hadn't fallen yet.  Great gouts of crimson blood gushed from between it's fingers and it brought it's own sword around again to attack, curious as to why the drow was grinning at it, barely taking a defensive posture at all.  But it continued to turn, slowly falling to the ground as it's lifeblood gushed from it's neck.  It hadn't been a decapitation, but she'd sliced deep and the beast was likely dead moments after hitting the ground.<br/><br/>Bo hollared out,<strong> "The trees!"</strong>Causing Zerxel to look towards the park that sloped up the crater.  From it charged four more of the dogmen, and by the sounds of things, more close on their heels.  But now it was Bo's turn.  With a mighty roar she cocked her arm and threw her spear.  The mithril point flashing in the dawn's sun as it flew with perfect accuracy towards the lead gnoll.  Hitting the beast dead center in it's chest, it spun about as the spear pierced it's heart, or close to it, and drove the dogman around in a circle before it fell to the ground.  Bo's spear having pierced all the way through it's body and preventing the dogman from falling fully to the ground as it was held up by the six inches of spear that protruded from it's back.<br/><br/>But if Zerxel had been worried that her friend was disarmed, that illusion was quickly shattered as Bo cried out in Dwarvish,<strong>"Avuz otad!"</strong>The spear dissappered in the blink of an eye from the fallen dogman and was once again in Bo's hand.  She grinned at Zerxel, a look of joyous rage lighting her eyes as she nodded at the remaining two dogmen, who suddenly seemed to be hesitating, and said,<strong>"Aye, you go left, an I'll go right!"</strong>Then the barefoot dwarf was pounding across the cobblestones, closing the distance between her and the dogman on the left, a wide grin plastered on her face.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Zerxel's Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Zerxel's Stats<br/>Attributes:       Traits:<br/>3: Body               Acrobatic<br/>4: Mind               Calculating<br/>3: Soul              Diplomatic<br/>2: Minimum Lust       <br/>3: Current lust<br/><br/>    Skills<br/>2:       Swordswoman<br/>1:       Rogue<br/>1:       Dark Elf<br/>1:       Mage<br/>1:       Seductress<br/>1:       Fiendish Corruption<br/>    <br/><br/>Current items of note;<br/>Compass / watch<br/>Two plain but sturdy scimitars<br/>Zerxel's Enchanted Lingerie<br/>Pale amethyst nipple rings of protection<br/>Two small meals<br/>Map of level 2<br/><br/><strong>Slimevibes</strong> - this is a one time use "item" that exists until Zerxel bathes or somehow removes the slime from her body.  She can 'use' this to gain one success on any roll.  Think of it as a 'morale' bonus.  Once she uses it, it's gone  <em>(though any slime remains on her till she has a chance to bathe or otherwise clean herself)</em><br/><br/>See the OOC thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234676.msg11913405#msg11913405) for further details</div></div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc dice rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: rhev rolled: 3d6<br/>Comment: Dogmans attack<br/>Result: 4, 6, 2, <br/>That's the roll for the dogman you killed.  3 successes SHOULD be good, but Zerxel's magical armor gave her the edge.  :)<br/><br/><br/><br/>This is the attack roll for the gnoll on the right, assuming that Zerxel attacks it:<br/>Roll Result: rhev rolled: 3d6<br/>Comment: Dogman 2 - attack roll<br/>Result: 6, 4, 2, <br/>Jeeze, another 3 successes, sorry... random number generator is random!  So, if Zerxel gets three success, neither gains a hit, 4 and she can kill it  (write that however you like).  I cant imagine that between the 'slime vibes' and your armor you'd roll only 2 successes, but if you do, Zerxel takes a strike from a rather rusty and shabby looking axe.<br/></div></div>