<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3rOp7i1.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Serana Vi Marian (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1825891)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>:12/12<strong>Status</strong>: +4 survival<br/><strong>AC</strong>:17<strong>Initiative</strong>: 11<br/><br/><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>free/swift action: drop crossbow and unsheath sword. move action: charge three spaces down to flank orc #2. standard action: power attack on orc #2<br/><strong>Roll:</strong>3 (13 total)<strong>damage:</strong>11 (roll:2 + Str 6 [for wielding two handed] + PA 3 [for wielding two handed])<br/><hr/><br/>"Bell!" Serana cried out as the orc's axe sunk itself into her friend's flesh, eliciting a crimson splash of blood. A similar red blur streaked her vision, a flash of anger causing her to drop her so far useless crossbow and make a mad dash towards the green skinned bandits, drawing her blade as she went. As Bellantha's hammer came crushing down on one of the downed orcs, Serana slid into position at the second orc's flank. Knuckles strained white as she clutched the hilt of her blade, raising it high over head, "take this you bastard!" she shouted, aiming to cleave the orc's head clean off.