Yessica growled in hatred for her sword not having tasted enemy blood yet, so she tumbled away from the third of the group and clenched her sword with two hands. "By the blood of my ancestors you will DIE!", her sword thundering up from below, arcing upwards. The blood was boiling in Yessica and from her snarling facial expression it was clear the young woman was not far from being enraged.<br/><br/>HP: 148<br/><br/>Str: 10<br/>End: 6<br/>Gra: 6<br/>Cha: 5<br/>Int: 5<br/>Spi: 6<br/><br/>P. Def: 62<br/>M. Def: 61<br/>S. Def: 61<br/><br/>Roll Result: Lirliel rolled: 1d100, adding 16to the total<br/>Comment:<br/>Result: 29,<br/>Total: 45 (Vital Strike, Miss.. again.. fcking diceroller!)