<div class="floatright">(https://farm8.static.flickr.com/7673/26911334061_6664baacfa_b.jpg)</div>Sir Pallam Rem (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1350847)<br/><sub>HP: 52/52, AC: 18, Perception: 0</sub><br/><br/>Vindicator probed the first scorpion's carapace to the hilt and dispatched the insect forthwith.  Standing atop of the supine beast, he pressed his heel against its mesosoma and twisted his blade ruthlessly, transforming a bleeding slit into a cavernous wound so that he might withdraw his blade from the scorpion's innards with a simple tug.<br/><br/>"Watch out for those stings," he heard Melody say.   "We can sell the venom later!"<br/><br/>Sir Pallam wanted to tell Melody that he never aimed when he swung at things.  He found that hitting things really, really hard often did the trick, so he was disinclined to "finesse" it just now.  With that in mind, he took a deep breath and prepared for another charge.  However, to his delight, he then saw that another scorpion had come to him.  It almost looked like Atsila had chased it towards him.<br/><br/>"Look at this!" came the muffled cry,  "The foolish beast welcomes danger and courts death.  I feel obliged to send him to hell!  Ha ha!  And to hell with you, cretin!"  He lifted his sword overhead and chopped it downwards, in an attempt to split its head in twain.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Attack:  Flanking bonus, but minus -2 for power attack...<br/><br/>Roll Result: PhantomPistoleer rolled: 1d20, adding +10 to the total<br/>Comment: <br/>Result: 1, <br/>Total: 11<br/><br/>Oh no!  Automatic miss.<br/><br/></div></div>