“Oh you just had to push it didn't you.” Ayashe angrily says to Arcturus as she unslings her bow. Pulling back on the string the familiar bluish-green mystic energy of an arrows forms as she points it at the closer spectral  beings and lets loose.<br/><br/>Roll Result: avorae rolled: 1d20, adding 10to the total<br/>Comment: initiative roll<br/>Result: 1,<br/>Total: 11<br/><br/>Roll Result: avorae rolled: 1d20, adding 11to the total<br/>Comment: strike roll<br/>Result: 11,<br/>Total: 22<br/><br/>Roll Result: avorae rolled: 4d6<br/>Comment: Damage<br/>Result: 5, 2, 1, 2,<br/>Total: 10<br/>