<hr/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ebY6b8P.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Valderina Stramonte (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316350.msg15272715#msg15272715)<br/><br/><br/><strong>Level:</strong>1<strong>Xp:</strong>0<br/><strong>Load:</strong>7/10<strong>Coin:</strong>0<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Armor:</strong></td><td>0</td><td><strong>Hit points:</strong></td><td>21</td><td><strong>Damage:</strong></td><td>d8</td></tr></tbody></table><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Str:</strong></td><td>8</td><td>[-1]</td><td><strong>Dex:</strong></td><td>16</td><td>[+2]</td><td><strong>Con:</strong></td><td>13</td><td>[+1]</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Int:</strong></td><td>9</td><td>[+0]</td><td><strong>Wis:</strong></td><td>15</td><td>[+1]</td><td><strong>Cha:</strong></td><td>12</td><td>[+0]</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><strong>Action</strong>: Volley<br/><strong>Roll</strong>: 10 (7+3)<br/><strong>Damage</strong>: 6<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: All<br/><hr/><br/>It did not take things long to go to Hell in a handbasket. The tentacled monstrosity grabbed hold of Elise, started dragging her in, and Krampus almost as immediately grabbed her back, which started a whole tug of war. The good news was that this allowed Valderina to do at least one of the things that she did best, which was to shoot all sorts of holes in said beastie. Focusing on the main body of the beast so as not to accidentally put a hole in Miss AntiSanta's sack and the lovely present inside, Val drew quickly, aimed quickly, and shot... quickly. The arrows flew true and square, and at least looked like they would hit their mark. Which wasn't all that impressive in an of itself as the creature's size rivaled that of a well-above average barn door, and the usual wisdom about the accuracy needed to achieve such hits definitely applied in this situation.<br/><br/>But rapid fire in and of itself wasn't going to be enough. Following Aeryn's advice, Val shot her arrow making as much noise as possible, hoping to be as much of a distraction as possible. She didn't know how huge nasty slimy beasts would react to loudly projected statements such as, "Hey you oily pusbucket! Stop grabbing my friends and messing up my woods!", (she'd have used saltier language, but hanging out with a Priestess of Lan-Nerra and a human constantly on the lookout for naughty behavior had cleaned up her language recently) but at times like these, it was better just to go ahead and try than wait and figure out what might work.