Zitka bared her teeth.<strong>"Fine. Don't blame me if you bite off more than you can chew."</strong>She said. Zitka leaped at Jarl, the bag of gold still in hand. Opening her mouth wide, Zitka bit a chunk into his shoulder. Pulling her head back, she spat out a mix of blood and skin.<br/><br/><br/>ooc:<br/>Bite attack, 22 to hit, 13 damage.