<strong>Location</strong>: Stony Juncture<br/><strong>Exits</strong>: Windy Overpass (West), Winding Passage (North East), Twisting Ascent (Down)<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Vesna, Anya<br/><hr/><br/>Vesna cuts down the first goblin without issue, her blade demolishing the creature over its feeble attempts to block her blow.<br/><br/>The other goblins, unimpressed with the dead corpse of one scout or the dropping of their companion, rush into battle.  Their instincts are in control now.  They move fluidly, swiftly, scimitars bared.<br/><br/>The first one swipes a burning cut across Vesna's flanks.  Blood spills, too much she feels, as she grows weaker from the gushing wound.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vesna, 7 damage</div><div class="spoiler_body">rolled a 21 to hit,<br/>7 damage<br/></div></div><br/><br/>His companion advanced to flank her from the opposite direction.  His eyes shone with deadly intent, his leather armour lumped out at the groin to show another desire.  These goblins were certainly about their business.  Another blade struck Vesna...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vesna, 7 damage, death save</div><div class="spoiler_body">rolled a 13 and a 14 (advantage from flanking), takes better for a hit right on her AC<br/>7 damage<br/></div></div><br/><br/>... and she hit the dirt, too bloodied and battered to fight onward.  The body drained from her limbs but her eyes remained open.  She would witness everything that was to come.<br/><br/>The goblin shaman, seeing the human subdued, advanced upon the dwarfish spell caster.  Remaining at the top of the stairwell he began to chant and dance, intoning something that summoned forth a terrible gush of acrid wind that blew down the stairwell.  As it reached Anya's body it rippled across her face and up her nostrils.  Where it hit there it began to have a different 'smell,' as something within her felt itself trying to be unlocked.  A certain potential that struck a cord all the way to her loins.  The vile air suddenly seemed almost a pheromone designed to get her ready to breed.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Anya, Constitution Save</div><div class="spoiler_body">Anya makes a Constitution Save against the Shaman's spell.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">MUpdate</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/UZXmdbA.png)</div></div>