<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ec/70/89/ec7089f94f39e58277099e1ced0ee3aa.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">The Widow of Abedal, Simona</span></span><br/>Human Fighter/Brawler, 12 HP, AC 13, character sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1667587).<br/><em>A base woman who enjoys inflicting torture</em><br/><br/>Location:  Northern detention cell<br/>Tagging:  None<br/><br/>When the darkness fell, the Widow began cackling madly.  The sight of Mr. Langley, dead and dying, as well as the Warden, with Ratty of all people choking him, amused her to no end.<br/><br/><strong>Move Action:</strong>As a move action, she sauntered down the prison hallway, spotted two soldiers waiting to leave, and turned their way.  Movement is as follows:  S2, SE1, E2.<br/><br/><strong>Standard Action:</strong>Smiling wickedly, the Widow spun and slammed her heel against the side of Soldier 4's head.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Roll Result: PhantomPistoleer rolled: 1d20, adding 5 to the total<br/>Comment: Simona kicks Soldier 4<br/>Result: 10, <br/>Total: 15</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>However, her bare heel bounces off of the soldier's helm, doing no damage.<br/><br/>"No fair!" the Widow said, smiling lasciviously.   "What does a girl have to do to convince you to take your armor off?" she asked, leaning on her hip.