(Miss, against her AC.)<br/><br/>"Dawn-!"<br/><br/>Lady Lucille half-turned, a taut hiss purring from her lips...This wasn't good. One of them, down already - Was she...No, she was still twitching feebly. Out of the fight, for now...But alive.<br/><br/>She whirled, still battling her stubbornly resilient opponent - What<em>would</em>it take to bring the Orc down? For the space of a second, she hesitated - Momentarily wrong-footed by what the<em>slingers</em>were saying...Before her brow furrowed, the honey-blonde beauty laying in with a fervor~!<br/><br/>The odds were against them - But surely they could take down their immediate attackers? Her shield<em>clanged</em>as she batted aside the incoming club - Finding her footing, and countering with a lightning-quick riposte. At this rate, they'll bring even more down on them...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack:<br/><br/>Roll(1d20)+6:<br/>18,+6<br/>Total:24<br/><br/>Damage:<br/><br/>Roll(1d10)+3:<br/>7,+3<br/>Total:10</div></div>