<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">AC 18   HP  83     Skirt &amp; outfit generally damaged, but armour intact.<br/>Spells remaining: 5 of 7 1st, 4 of 4 2nd, 1 of 1 from bonded object<br/>Ammunition remaining: 19 common arrows (+36 more in pack), 15 silvered, 20 cold iron, 3 Tangleshot, 1 Flare (for extraction)<br/></div></div><br/>Rayne turned, confused, as the door swung, then gave a short hop backward as it slammed with an entirely solid-sounding clang.  For a moment she thought his fear had bested him, and she stared at the young man, puzzled.  Then he spoke, and his tone, and his face, belied his earlier demeanour.  This was no fearful newbie... this was no PC at all, she finally realized!  Some sort of ... well, hopefully just a human.  And with a wood golem... she caught the movement through a window, and yelled out, far too late.<br/><br/>"Gah... look out!  It's... it's a trap!"  By the time she finished, the golem had already struck... and Rayne took a second to comprehend what she was seeing, as somehow Grogza was saved by the little bit of foresight.<br/><br/>But now all three girls had their own problems to face.  If only she were outside, Rayne thought, and Grogza in here where she could wipe the floors with this ... this unknown villain.  Her bow was as always in her hand, but she wasn't sure what to make of her opponent yet... she backed away two more steps, and summoned her own Shield to protect her from... whatever might be coming.<br/>