<strong>Name:</strong>Shiru Tasmi (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1316232)<br/><strong>Stats:</strong><strong>AC</strong>13;<strong>HP</strong>8/8<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal, 3/4 Arcane Pool, 9 rounds of +1 Dagger<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Currently unarmored, +2 dodge bonus against hobgoblins from trait<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Shiru is unwilling to just give up on her sister, especially not as another ally rolls away from them. But she can tell that there is magic being cast and can spot the shadow trying to cling to the hobgoblin. She watches as the crowd starts to clear, making it easier to move around on the battlefield. She strikes out the hobgoblin again with her blade, a probing strike, one the glances off armor again with little effect, much to her frustration. She wonders if her arrows would even have much effect in this fray, given her current inability to even deal a single blow to these monsters. Her heart is sinking rapidly, as she watches her new allies take blows that do not look kind at all. She takes a deep breath, trying to keep her focus, her hands shaking as they try to keep a tight grip on the dagger.<br/><br/>"Ayanah, I'll hold this one off this ugly one if you want to pull back! I'm not going to let them get us again!" she sputters to her friend, all too unconvincing to herself. She knew that she wouldn't be able to keep Ayanah safe in a retreat here from everything, but at least she would stand in the way from others being able to get close, hopefully.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body"><em>Standard:</em> Attack H3 with a dagger - At 2017-09-12 13:31:58, AnneReinard (uid: 57519) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=107336)... par for the course.</div></div>