Nanami felt the wound closing on her side thanks to the strange gem the young woman had, which was also complimented by her own ability to heal quickly. Once again they seemed to be making quick work through a swarth of enemies, thankfully, at least there has yet to be any archers, just a load of close combat monkies she had to think, was the armored guy just as hairy under all that armor as the rest of these guys? Not that it mattered right now, focusing back on the task at hand, she lifted another Javelin from her quiver and prepared to launch it at another unsuspecting soldier.<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">Move to H-13 and attack the mercenary at H-15<br/>need 93+15-14 to hit = 94<br/>At 2012-06-15 14:27:40, Silk (uid: 4615) rolls: 1d100 Result: 11 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38693)<br/>Hit!<br/>damage 15+1-2=14<br/>AS +4 over mercenary double attack!<br/>At 2012-06-15 14:27:46, Silk (uid: 4615) rolls: 1d100 Result: 52 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38694)<br/>Hit!<br/>Damage =14<br/><br/>28 damage done. Mercenary killed!<br/></div></div><br/>In a bit of a gruesome mess her javelins peirced into his chest blood filling his lungs as the mercenary had his last breath. Nanami would give a little prayer for him later... If he wasn't a filthy bandit who lived off the suffering of innocents. But it was pretty obvious that Nanami was still more comfortable at throwing her javelins than outright using them as a close combat weapon.