“Great what part of silently did she not understand.” Ayashe mumbles to herself as she picks up the rapier and dashes toward the nearest tree and jumps up into its foliage to hide from the patrols coming her way.<br/><br/>Roll Result: avorae rolled: 1d20, adding 20to the total<br/>Comment: Jump<br/>Result: 19,<br/>Total: 39<br/><br/>Roll Result: avorae rolled: 1d20, adding 15to the total<br/>Comment: Hide<br/>Result: 11,<br/>Total: 26<br/><br/>