<div class="floatright">(http://oi45.tinypic.com/2h4l1rs.jpg)<br/><strong>Elaine Trueshot</strong> - Ranger Female<br/>HP: 30<br/>Head:<br/>Arms:<br/>Legs:<br/>Defense: 11/11<br/>Sniper:<br/>Effects: Truesight (+5 to their hit rolls,<br/>  reduces penalties for <br/>  blindness by 2)</div><br/><strong>(OOC:</strong>I went before Larena this turn because I figured she'd be busy doing something mostly unrelated to my character and my posting would not change what she'd write. )<br/><br/><br/>As Elaine now realized what was happening on the small battlefield, she saw all four bandits including the ones with lassos tied to the warrioress and priestess.  She cursed under her breath...having Felina tied up was alright since she could take a beating, but the one on the priestess was not something that would be good for any of them.  Regardless, she'd not be able to help the poor priestess until she had dealt with the bandit trying to attack her.  She did make a mental note though to turn and help Larena as soon as she got the chance.<br/><br/>Not wanting to be found unmoving, Elaine ran a little ways down the pathway to put some distance between herself and the bandit attacking her (B2).  Her high heeled boots sloshed up mud all around her as she ran and her bottoms wedgied up again...as they always seemed to do in the heat of action.  As she gained some distance, Elaine suddenly turned to face the bandit and attacked.  The wood of her longbow creaked as she knocked the shaft and pulled back on the bowstring.  The muscles in her slender arm and rear tightened as she prepared her aim and her breath stopped just before she released a shot attack.<br/><br/><hr/>Attack: Shot (ranged)<br/>To Hit: 1d20 + 5 (from priestess buff) + 2 (Ranger Bonus in this attack..see shot (http://adventure.arena.t15.org/Ranger)) = 10 + 5 + 2 = 17 (hit)<br/>Damage: 1d6 = 1<br/><hr/><br/>The bow string let out a loud 'twang' as she released her arrow, causing the air around her to move for a brief second.  Smirking to herself as the arrow flew through the air, she knew it'd hit even before it smacked the target.  Unfortunately, it only grazed the enemy and did little damage.  She cursed under her breath, hoping that it might at the very least scare off the bandit from attacking her so that she'd be able to prepare her next shot better.  By now her leather boots were covered in mud and her allies were not doing so well...she'd need to take care of this fool faster if she was to do any good!