<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/ljYAgW2.jpg)</div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">oll Result: Vergil1989 rolled: 5d6<br/>Comment: Body + Swordsman<br/>Result: 6, 2, 6, 6, 3  You <em>sure </em>that doesn't kill him in one shot?  :P<br/><br/>Roll Result: Vergil1989 rolled: 5d6<br/>Comment: Body + Swordsman<br/>Result: 1, 2, 3, 3, 6  Burning the slimevibes, just in case.  Not entirely sure how to write that out is the only thing.</div></div><br/>Satisfied that the bow dogman was out of the fight, at least for a few seconds or so, which would be more than enough time to finish things with her next opponent, Zerxel easily pulled her swords free of her latest victim before she was forced to dodge back from the flail wielding asshole in front of her.  The bigger opponent just meant more to hit with someone of her skill, as she'd proven thus far upon dispatching the other creatures before herself and her dwarven friend.  As such, she felt no fear as she glared daggers at the monster before her, keeping just out of reach of the dogman's flail as she jammed a scimitar out towards him, not to stab him, yet, she was simply holding her sword out towards him in a degrading fashion.  She wasn't even trying at this point, and the dogman would know it.<strong>"Lu'nin dos el."</strong>It wasn't a threat, it wasn't shouted, she was simply stating a fact as she saw it before she jerked her outstretched scimitar back with a skilled twist of a wrist, before charging in once more.  Getting under his next attack, she'd go for the creature's arm, at the elbow, wherever the armor was weakest, and quite simply, remove him of his arm and his weapon at the same time on her way by before going for his trailing foot, right above the hamstring.  She planned to take this guy apart, piece by piece, before opening his throat from ear to ear.  She was a Drow after all, and even she had to give into the instinctual battle lust and craving for sheer domination every now and again, and she had held back in the Temple of Cyril for quite some time.  Plus, she had some frustration to work out regarding their defeat last night, needless to say.<br/><br/>Translation:  "And now you die."