<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/i9andSB.jpg)</div><strong>Myra</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2081205)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Western Ramp<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Jas, Tamithari<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 52/52<strong>AC</strong>: 15<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: None<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack against guardian 1: 9 https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=144178<br/>Move and dash North as far as possible<br/></div></div><hr/><br/>Getting out of the way was something that Myra was more than willing to do. Her current form was poorly suited to single combat, relying instead on stealth and subterfuge. Or, when necessary, a nearby ally to take her foes' attention. Outnumbered and with none of those conditions available to her, fleeing very well seemed to be the best course of action. After a bow shot that she knew to be much too weak to do any real damage, she ran straight away, scanning around as she did for a way to hide or deceive her pursuers, even for a moment. "Don't worry about me, Master," she called out. "I think that I am not so easily caught."