<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Phelypsis.jpg)</div><br/>At 2017-08-20 15:48:30, Phelypsis (uid: 29273) rolls: 2d6a3 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=106440)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Phelypsis halted the blade draw. She realized that a great sword is of no help to her in such small corridor as a tavern room. Instead he instead prepared her fists and feet, figuring that it would still put her at an advantage against the puny goons with their daggers and other small weapons. With the new armor Buri had made her she didn't have to fear any small cuts. Lorelei could get hurt however. Begrudgingly, Phelypsis placed the tapestry roll to lean against the wall, all alone and dejected.<br/><br/>From that very corner sprang up and upon the men well over seven feets of andra barbarian! "Raaahwr!" Phelypsis roared, waking up any unfortunates who had reserved rooms near them as she tackle charged the first man to enter (the shortie). Many many pounds of armor coated andra tits slammed him right in the face and pinned the man against floorboards. Phelypsis quickly removed the man's ability to swing his sword around. She pushed herself up on the knees to glare at the other two thieves, "One puny human is not enough to hold Phelypsis of the Delvers! You better come at me all at once or none at all! You too stick-leg man!"<br/><br/>One third of a night's sleep wasn't Phelypsis' ideal way to spend a tavern night. Half was just as bad. She really needed the snooze. Yet, there was a chance to salvage this into a worthy evening were they to respond to her call.