The Hunter's instincts controlled her graceful approach of the main entrance-- almost without thought. Hazed visions of smoke and the dragon's flickering shade alerted her caution sight. Streets were barren, roads were clear of corpses. It was a strange, eluding sight. No homes were crackling with fire-- only dried bales of hay and wooden barns were set alight. A quick assessment of such strange behaviour determined that the dragon is not alone.

Her hands gripped over the handle of her trusty bow, arrows drawn as she surveyed the current area for potential hostiles among the area-- her focus seemingly clouding the sounds of other creatures nearby her as the ground was followed by hurried footsteps of a man with his children-- with an armed woman guarding the man's flank. Trear drew her bow, notching the arrow between the strings and trailed its crux towards the group. The kobolds came into view; snarling and darting at the woman. The instincts overwhelmed her as the trailed hand points towards the snarling Kobold and her other released the arrow into flight.

(Ready in action Strike - Longbow - Cumulative of [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/277]20[/url])
(Damage - Piercing - [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/278]6[/url])
(Presumed Initiative - [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/279]12[/url])