Status: Skirt damaged, carrying a griffon egg, Shield for 4 min (AC 22)<br/>HP<strong>53</strong>of 83     Spells remaining: 3 of 7 1st, 3 of 4 2nd, 1 of 1 from bonded object<br/>Ammunition remaining: 20 (+3 in pack) common arrows, 15 silvered, 20 cold iron, 2 Slow Burn, 3 Tangleshot<br/><hr/>"Oh... oh!"  Rae-lynne had had a cat when she was small, and she remembered the feel of that soft fur, the mobile tail - but Sabrith's tail was so much larger, and more... deliberate.  The half-elf automatically brought a hand down to grip the fuzzy appendage about a hand's-width from where it was wrapped around her thigh, not pulling but perhaps preparing to if she had to... it felt just like what she remembered, but many times thicker.  She quickly relaxed, and grinned at the catgirl - though she didn't let go until the tail uncoiled.  "That's quite a trick... and, well... I'm glad you're OK.  I haven't played within a guild here, so I'll just... take your word for what happens."<br/><br/>She nodded.  "That's exactly how it seems - and that includes contacting admins, so as far as I know, nobody's been able to communicate from within-game to without, at all."  She glanced at the falling dust... as the great-axe suggested, this sweet-looking creature clearly packed a wallop.  "But you're right... surely somebody's friends will check in on them, or... even room-mates, right?  I'm really surprised it's gone on this long.  So you've got it right, Sabrith, we should be holing up in town as much as possible.  Even that's not perfectly safe anymore, but it should be safer than the jungle.  Teleporters are out of course, and the boat from Melangwi Outpost to Port Lannis is ... probably still floating downriver abandoned, after that crocodile clobbered us."<br/><br/>Shields cast, and with a little ego boost as the catgirl noted her prestige class, Rayne wished Sabrith "good luck", then advanced, alert, but mind dwelling a little on the points Sabrith had made.  Surely at least a few people had to have noticed something by now, even considering the compression of in-game time... that distraction may have offset her forewarning that a trap would be found.... but just in time, she noticed one crack that was more regular that most.  Stopping and tracing the line with her eyes, it didn't take long for Rayne to notice the second, parallel line, demarcating what must surely be a pit trap or pressure sensor of some sort.<br/><br/>Stepping back six long steps, she sprinted forward, leaping neatly just before the first line, and landing gracefully past the second.<br/><br/>No point warning Sabrith, who knew more about this place than she did... but now Rayne felt more confident, the trap behind her.  She shifted her focus to the longer distance, walking confidently with bow raised before her and half-pulled.<br/><br/><hr/>Perception: 1d20a6 Result:<strong>24</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=62175)<br/>Acrobatics: 1d20a4 DC: 10 Result:<strong>20</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=62176) success<br/>