<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/twmtnhQ.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Abigail Hardwood (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306478.msg14926652#msg14926652)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Priscilla and Saltbay<br/><strong>HP: </strong>23/26<strong>Armor:</strong>3<strong>XP: </strong>1/8<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Hack and Slash with hook shot, trapping him in the process, into parley (leverage: not beheading him)<br/><strong>Roll:</strong>Hack and Slash: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137594)+2=12 (trading extra damage)<br/>Damage: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137596)<br/>extra damage: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137597)<br/><br/>Parley: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137595)+1=10<br/><hr/><br/>"Woah!" Abigail exclaimed, leaping back from his blazing strike that nearly cleaved her cleavage. Fortunately it was her arm instead that bore the blow, "A burnin' saber eh? I heard they make potions for that ya know" Abigail replied cheekily, starting to circle around the man, eventually bringing herself back around to Priscilla, "Nice speech princess" she cooed, smirking a bit as she asked where it hurt, "Just my heart, knowing you were dancin' with another fella..." she teased<em>"nice one Hatch!"</em>she thought to herself, thanking her axe for feeding her such a smooth line.<br/><br/>Her expression shifted however, as she felt the wound on her arm stitch itself up, but at the cost of a cough of blood from the delicate flower. Without a word she would reach up to wipe the blood away with her thumb, giving the princess a look halfway between gratitude and scolding her not to do something so reckless again, knowing her body was way weaker than her own already. Her expression would only harden further as she looked down at the speck of red now staining her fingers, "You're gonna pay for this blood twinkle face..." she said, turning to face the ghoulish brigand, "and just takin' a look around...you ain't got near enough gold to cover it..."<br/><br/>Without another word Abigail would rush in headlong towards the captain, throwing herself into him with nary a care for his blistering blade, "good idea Hatch!" she growled as she planted a heel and reeled back extra deep, preparing a mighty swing. However that swing would never come, as her other hand suddenly lifted up the hookshot and pressed it right to his chest, firing it off into him point blank. As the many barbed hook sunk into undead flesh, Abigail would give the chain a mighty yank to pull the captain off balance and hold him in place, bringing him face to face with Hatch's gleaming blade, "alright lantern chin, 1st and only chance to call off your boys. Otherwise you'll be giving me head,<em>yours</em>specifically..." she said, a confident grin on her face and a violent gleam in her eye,<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">"...nailed it..."</span>she whispered to herself, feeling particularly proud of how she delivered that line, once again penned by Hatch.<br/>