<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lydia Redfern</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP:12/12         AC:   16<br/>TAB:+2         AC(Touch:   13<br/>Range:+5      AC (Touch):   13<br/>Active Effects:<br/></div></div><br/><br/>Lydia was focusing on the next target as she brouth the bow up and the fletchings of the arrow to her cheek. She knew that she couldn't do anything about the barrels, she didn't have any fire arrows in her quiver and she had no idea if anyone had a torch lit. She had a candle stub in her pouch, and a couple of torches in her pack, but she was a little busy at the moment. "Torch in my backpack." she said as she loosed an arrow at the closest target... whatever it might be.<br/><br/>[/spoiler=attack]<br/><br/>Aiming for the closest target, if they are within 30', add a +1 to the attack roll.<br/><br/>Attack: 8<br/><br/>[/spoiler]<br/>and missed the target by somewhere near a mile... relatively speaking, in the darkness, it might of been 10 miles for all she knew.