<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Place in the appropriate place please.<br/><br/></div></div><br/>Wren cursed under her breath as she pulled the string back and reloaded the crossbow again. She wasn't good at this ranged shit... "Mental note Wren, girl, get a damned rope and grapple the next time you're on the ground."<br/><br/>She lifted the crossbow again and aimed at the woman. She had dropped the bow, but so what? She had already caused deaths and that rated death in the swashbucklers book... she aimed and let the bolt fly.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Attack Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Attack roll: 18... another miss! frigging fragging frugging....<br/><br/></div></div>