<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: Rogue<br/>Result: 2, 1, 2,<br/>Total: 5   .........Well, that's another loss.<br/><br/>Comment: Swordsman<br/>Result: 1, 1,<br/>Total: 2</div></div><br/>Zerxel wasn't surprised when the knife did nothing of significance, she had expected it, but it had made her feel better to throw it back anyway just to prove a point that anything could be turned to a weapon if given the right incentive.  Besides, that hadn't been the real attack, the globe of darkness and the ensuing stab to the gobber's neck from behind, that had been the real prize.  Between herself and Kirsta, they were able to easily contend with the group at large, picking them off one by one, but they still had quite a few left to go.  But she was confident, even when Kirsta was forced away from her side, and Zerxel had her own problems to deal with as she considered her options as best she could on the fly.  She couldn't expect further help, not yet at least, but she hadn't made it this far alone to die here.  She wasn't going to give up anytime soon, and besides, she had promised to protect Kirsta as best she could, so now was as good a time as any to keep her word as one of the gobbers in the globe of darkness finally stumbled out only to charge her directly.  Bad move on his part.  At least, that was the hope anyway as she drew one of her scimitars, hoping to have better luck this time around.