<div class="floatleft">(https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/000/959/028/large/jore-escalera-dungeonmastersub01.jpg?1437008046)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 28pt;">DM</span><br/><hr/><br/>Just as quickly as the chaos had erupted, in a series of death knell shrieks,<strong>four</strong>of the remaining<strong>five</strong>giant rats had been cut down in quick succession. First, Kayla slashed through and finished the injured one whom she danced with momentarily, spurred on by the yelp her Mistress had let out signaling her own danger. Second, Selena sized up the rat gnawing at Orlith's ankle with it's gnarled maw. Next to each other, Selena was barely any bigger than the beast in fact, but a well placed thrust pushed her rapier into the beast's heart as it went limp on the steel. Third, Wren reacted quickly and plunged her newly acquired dagger straight through the top of the skull of the rat who'd damaged her a moment earlier. As Wren pulled away, she found the rat to be cranially impaled on the blade, stuck as it was and lifted up slightly before slowly sliding off and crumpling onto the ground in a matted fur mess. Fourth, and perhaps most viscerally, Orlith manhandled one of the pests, making it look small in her comparatively large mitt, and skewered the beast with hot steel.<br/><br/>Only one was left standing. The rat seemed unaffected by the dying shrieks of it's fellow rats, still snarling and entrapping Isabella against the wall. The rat lunged at Isabella once more, aiming this time for the legs (20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138412), 6 piercing damage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138413)). The attack found purchase along the front thigh muscle as Isabella quickly drew away. Running virtually on instinct, with what little room she had she reared back the whip in her hand and flung downwards, the barbed end striking down like an imperceptibly fast lightning bolt (Natural 20! (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138414), 2d6+3=6 slashing damage (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138415)). Somehow, despite never having attacked anything in her life, the whip almost preternaturally searched out for flesh to bite into, and it found the back of the rat's neck, cutting across till blackened blood matted it's fur. But the beast still lived, wheezing through haggard breaths as Kayla ran up from behind, and the remainder of the group turned their attention to the last remaining visible threat in the room.<br/><br/>Her chest heaving in a panic, Isabella looked at the whip in her shaking hand, shocked she was even able to do that. She couldn't explain it, but the feel of the leather in her palm seemed correct, it seemed right. Though she'd spent far more time on the receiving end of whips in her life, than on the delivering end.