Before Lydia could get properly excited over her unexpected find, there's a dude in her face waving his hands around and making her stomach do aerial flips.  It's really not right, because there's not enough space in the abdomen for digestive acrobatics, and it makes her palms clammy and her knees a bit weak.  She is slightly cheered when the big guy swoops in to pancake the dude in the ugly dress, but not enough.  She drops the chest, turning to peer around the room, and spots the guy in the corner directly across from her.<br/><br/>Now, she<em>could</em>slip one of her throwing knifes from one of the concealed sheaths in her armor and flick it across the room at the guy...but that would be pretty dull and he's likely expecting it.  What he's<em>not</em>expecting is for the pint-sized blonde with the big blue eyes to let out a war scream, lift a<em>decadently</em>carved stone penis and<em>hurl</em>it across the room directly at his face.  No one ever expects the Demonic genitalia.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Lydia's Will Save -<br/><br/>Roll 1d20 - 14+3(Halfling)<br/><br/>Total - 17<br/><br/>Lydia acquires the status Shaken for 1 round.<br/><br/>5(1d20) + 2(Dex) + 3(Ranged) - 2(Shaken) = 8<br/><br/>Damage 1d4 - 2<br/><br/>Well, at least it was funny.</div></div>