<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/3qGzc79.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Anafa</strong></span><br/><strong>HP:</strong>24<strong>AC:</strong>19<strong>Passive Senses:</strong>16<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Drinking and dancing<br/>Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=224308)<br/><hr/>The halfling clung desperately to the rope as she stood horizontally on the cliff face.  She never liked heights, and standing on a cliff as boulders fall and floors fall and fire and thunder explode wasn't helping.  Still, she watched it all unfold with obsessive calculation, ticking off a mental checklist of each choreographed step:  knock, door, glue, pull, thunder, fire, burning (and a little extra, accidental but not unforeseeable burning), lever, boulder, crush, break, and finally, the last step she was reluctant to follow, attack.  She had been hoping that it wouldn't come to that, directly facing the huge giants.  One fell completely down the cliff, thankfully, but the other was still up!  If dazed and confused.  Thankfully Penn was all to ready and willing to rappel/run down to it and nearly sever its head from above.  It still appeared to be standing, despite all the blood everywhere, and Anafa turned herself to stand facing down, nearly getting vertigo, and aimed her crossbow straight down at its head.  It never even knew what hit it as it sunk straight down to its spine.  She didn't really stop to watch her work, however, as soon as she fired, she was already reloading, paranoid that it wouldn't be enough.<br/><hr/><strong>OOC:</strong>It looks like it wasn't quite dead, right?<br/>21 to hit (+1 for high ground), 2+5 sneak attack = 7 crossbow damage<br/>At 2015-06-15 19:06:12, Anafa (uid: 5568) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=76936)<br/>At 2015-06-15 19:09:34, Anafa (uid: 5568) rolls: 2d6 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=76937)