Vanestria whispered a quick prayer of thanks to Tymora while thinking with a smile that luck favors the bold. While not a follower of any particular god the elf respected and gave thanks to them all. She held the elven trio of Corellon, Solonor and Erevan above all others though.<br/><br/>Now that she had space Vanestria sheathes her longsword and draws her bow.<br/><br/>"Stop where you are now sneaky human, though I have no problem about shooting you in the back as you run."