Well it was unanimous; they needed to move.  As the ring starts to tighten - the humor not lost on the anal-loving woman - she raised her bow and took aim with the arrow on the closest one, not letting up.<br/><br/>"I'd sooner kiss a zombie..." she growled, glaring at the mephit "Now, tell you what, you stop whatever it is you're doing to my sword, and I'll<em>entertain</em>the idea of a game.  If I don't like the rules, we don't play..."