<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/twmtnhQ.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Abigail Hardwood (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306478.msg14926652#msg14926652)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Party<br/><strong>HP: </strong>26/26<strong>Armor:</strong>3<strong>XP: </strong>1/8<br/><strong>Action:</strong>grab shield, attack armor!!!<br/><strong>Roll:</strong>hack and slash: 12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137509)<br/>Damage: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137510) (with +2 piercing)<br/>trading in 10+ for extra damage: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137511)<br/><hr/><br/>"Haaalp! It's still go me!" Abigail cried out as the all her companions ignored her in favor of addressing their own pressing threats. Suddenly a steel clad figure emerged from the glittering depths, throwing her to the ground and attempting to knock the wind from her belly. Unfortunately for the armored...er...<em>armor</em>she had ended up punching her right over her womb, which had already been smashed so many times it was probably stronger than the metal her foe's body was made of, "Oi! watch your hands missy! no freebies for ghosts and monsters! brothel policy!" she said, jerking herself back to avoid having her armor peeled off by groping hands.<br/><br/>Hearing the clang of Fugue's blow against the armor ring out over the deafening din of action, Abigail would take advantage of the attack to fish out her shield, "Oh my virtuous hero!" Abigail swooned up at Fugue, "I'll be sure to let you take over where this one left off later..." she cooed, shooting the cleric a wink. Her goddess would be proud, because Fugue was getting<em>very lucky</em>tonight, "and<em>you</em>need to learn some damn manners!" she grunted as she swung hatch up at the creature. While Hatch might seem like a normal axe, and normal axes were naturally unfit for fighting steel plate, his edge was actually enchanted with eternal sharpness, allowing her to cleave through the armor like butter.