<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Myranda Miller (Swashbuckler 1)</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP:      11/11      AC:   17<br/>TAB:      +5      AC(Touch:   13<br/>Range:      +4      AC (flatfoot):   14<br/>Panache:   3/4      Fort: +1<br/>Init:       +3      Reflex: +5<br/>Charmed Life:   0/0      Will: +0<br/>Active Effects:  Blessed (8 rounds) +1 to TAB and saves<br/></div></div><br/><br/>Myranda's head snapped in the direction of the scream and saw the ranger take the blow... try to hold her position and slowly fall to the floor. Her next course of action was clear, if compassion had not had a place in it, honor did and she wouldn't allow a fallen ally to suffer the indignity of what these creatures would surely do to a defenseless woman.<br/><br/>She moved with haste toward the back door; it had to be held or they were all lost!<br/><br/>"Not while I breath, you son of a kobald!" she called out in their own language and stood before the fallen woman and the hobgoblins; even if that meant strattling the still form. "I hope your grave is dug wormfood." she said with a low growl and struck with her blade at the hobgoblin in the door!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Movement: Move to cover Akina and hold the back door. (Damned drawbacks lol)<br/>Action: Thrusting at H9!<br/>At 2017-09-14 17:40:13, Myranda Miller (uid: 33585) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=107430)<br/>Damage: At 2017-09-14 17:45:17, Myranda Miller (uid: 33585) rolls: 1d6a3 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=107433) That sucks.<br/><br/>Parry Attempt: At 2017-09-14 17:41:08, Myranda Miller (uid: 33585) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 23 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=107431) Probable Success!Riposte: At 2017-09-14 17:42:30, Myranda Miller (uid: 33585) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=107432) Clean Miss.<br/></div></div><br/>Myranda felt the tip of her blade slide home into the hobgoblin's chest and she quickly pulled it back and prepared to defend herself; not sure if the blow would be telling or not.