The little priestess appears not to have the right temperment for being woken up in the middle of the night by things trying to kill her. Or, perhaps, this is too similar, too soon.<br/>"Not again," she murmured softly to herself, both her soft voice and tiny body beginning to tremble as she abandons her mace and shield for her shortbow. Silently, but shakily, she exits the tent, loosing an arrow at the first sight of movement outside the camp.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack: 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=78865)<br/>Damage: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=78866)<br/><br/></div></div>