<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/371237956c7d0a85ecc8c316798b3c49_zpsbzwqehxt.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:<em>Eilsaadi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=262693.msg12960748#msg12960748)</em><br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>:<em>43/43</em><br/><hr/><br/>She knew the ruse was up when the other servants left the room.  If this had been an actual contract, she would have used that time to strike, and hoped her initial strike would create panic and chaos.  With a little luck, some of her targets might think the fleeing servants were in on it, and waste precious seconds dispatching a couple.  Lord Bhaal would have been pleased with the offering, even if it hadn't been given properly.  Toppled tables, and flying chairs would give her a bit more of an advantage; her targets and their order planned ahead of time removing the hindrance of hesitation and giving her another edge.  In her mind, the battle would have been one-sided, though, in all likelihood she would not go unscathed.  Perhaps one day she will learn whether she was right.  For now, she was under contract to be here, even if she thought it foolish.<br/><br/>A tiny smirk played upon her lips as she placed the first two fingers of her right hand to her forehead, dipped her chin, ever-so-slightly, and drew her fingers away in the direction of Rushiya.<strong>"I am the blade, devorish.  Just and merciful.  Point me at your foes and watch them fall."</strong>