<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3CW0V07.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tamari Kyri (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1433811)<br/><strong>Stats:</strong><strong>AC:</strong>17;<strong>HP:</strong>0/9<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Disabled<br/><hr/><br/>She had left her spirit familiar on the wagon, either to keep him out of harm's way, or to let him sleep more which he seemed wont to do in this weather.<br/><br/>Tamari was always rather attentive to the world around her, very few things escaped her notice, so the approach of the Orcs didn't catch her unawares, unfortunately it did little to help her in this particular encounter.  "L-look out!" she called to the others and went about the business of trying to defend herself.<br/><br/>Perhaps they didn't like gnomes, or picked her out as an easy target, but as one of the Orcs was shot and fell, the other two closed in through the ranks of the adventurers.  One, perhaps thankfully, going toe-to-toe with Taran one of the more capable melee fighters, the other came after her.<br/><br/>"Stay back!" she threatened it impotently before its wicked blade struck true against her, "Ah!" she shouted out in pain before staggering back with a guarded step to help put some minor distance between herself and the adversary.  She moved a hand to the large slashing wound on her body, face wincing with pain that threatened to knock her out at any moment.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">5' step away from the Orc.<br/></div></div>