<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/e7cb5ded61a03196325d2fa64e2cfef9_zps76b34ee3.jpg)</div>Loap (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1100226)<br/>Location: Ooze Splatterfield!<br/>Tagging: Open<br/>AC:  17<hr/><br/><em>Loap blinked a few times and looked at her makeshift club.  Her violet eyes widened and a subtle chuckle escaped her lips as she admired the ooze trailing down its girth, imagining the ichor as blood and feeling a thrill of conquest as she saw the creature's very essence splattered upon the side of her weapon.</em><br/><br/>"Ooooh... I<strong>LIKE</strong>this!<em>she breathed, twisting the weapon a bit and feeling it spin in her gauntleted hand.  She then takes a step back, ducking and hopping as the creatures surge forward, her calves and ankles complaining at having to keep her metal-wrapped form as agile as the maneuvers required but, at the same time, the knowledge that the creatures would eat away at her armor should she ever let them approach making the nimbleness an absolute requirement.  <br/><br/>As she dances to the side, she brings her bone-club around, smashing it into the ooze, seeing little viscious bits of fluid splatter...</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack:  At 2017-07-06 19:34:15, Loap (uid: 49010) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=104986)  Oh no!  Natural 1!  :(</div></div>