<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/Human%20Rogue_zpsltf3uqdl.jpg)</div>She knew things were going to go sideways the moment Gwyndolin disappeared.  They may've had a chance talking, but neither Serena or River had the words for the merfolk, and when Gwyn put her knife to the little mermaid's throat, she shat on any chance of this going down any other way.  Rose wasn't opposed to fighting, but whenever weapons were unsheathed blood usually followed, and even the quickest and strongest bled.<br/><br/>She pushed all of those thoughts from her head, and focused.  Her fingers slipped the perfectly balanced knife from its home, and with a simple flick of her wrist, threw it expertly at the one called Drab.<br/><br/><strong>"Sheesh, pick on someone your own size.  I guarantee I can entertain you both."</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">volley</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Rose Nightingale rolled: 2d6, adding 2 to the total<br/>Comment: volley - knife throw<br/>Result: 6, 5,<br/>Total: 13<br/></div></div>