<div class="floatright">(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RrqNNvNJBeY/TYNchRFtrhI/AAAAAAAABQI/pKes4Q2WIKM/s1600/Flawless_by_Ricardo_Guimaraes.jpg)</div><strong>Lydia Halfshade</strong><br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Hp 02/16<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong>None<br/><strong>Expended:</strong>Ear Piercing Scream<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The half-elf came back to herself with an abruptness almost as confusing as the new suituation in which the heroines found themselves. Lots of questions screamed in Lydia's brain, demanding answers she was unable to fathom.<em>Who, what, when, where, why and how?</em>At the moment though, the most pressing seemed to be...<em>what</em>as in:<br/><br/>"What in the seven hells do you think you're doing?"<br/><br/>She placed both hands against the unpleasant-looking human and shoved. Now freed from whatever evil poison had stolen her mind before, the inquisitor was in no mood for coitus. In truth, Lydia felt overused and more than a little hungover. There was the first stirrings of a mighty headhead somewhere behind her left eye and a sick sensation deep in the half-elf's belly that didn't feel like it was going to settle any time soon. Beyond that, the silver-haired woman was sore in places she didn't want to think about and thoroughly disgruntled.<br/><br/>"Get off me!" she growled, eyes cold with a quite lethal intensity, "Else I geld you."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Shove:12</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Lydia rolled: 1d20, adding 5 to the total<br/>Comment: Shove Attack<br/>Result: 7, <br/>Total: 12</div></div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I went for a combat maneuver roll here, I don't want to injure anyone yet</div></div>