What appeared to be the enemy filled his vision as a woman in light leathers and a kobold stood side by side without any sort of conflict. While at first the man expected her to be some sort of prisoner, their ambient chatter inferred something else altogether; collaborators, which to Brannor only meant one thing in that an ally of the darkness should be swift to join it in the darkest dream. So was it that the man, with all the cunning and stealth of a hunter observing his unaware quarry, drew up his bow from his concealed position; the arrow knocked and string drawn lightly. His feral eyes shifted to the elven huntress who had accompanied him, awaiting her mark before looking back to a half orc and yet another kobold which had joined the first pair. The intensity and focus in his eye told her which target he sought; the armored woman struck him as more dangerous than the kobolds.

The enemy was drawing nearer, alert now, but ill prepared it seemed for an ambush in wait, walking to the left of the rows of scorched hay and pillaged houses. Hiding was not going to prove an effective option unless luck or fate had it that these four foes, one of which bore something in hand - likely loot - were not as wary as they should be.

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Rolled a [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/375]19[/url] for longbow attack after (or if) Trear makes an attack. This attack is against the lightly armored woman with the kobolds.
Rolled a [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/376]9[/url] for piercing damage if attack is successful.
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All the same, the man exhaled and centered himself on his task, surrounded in the ash and smoke, crouched low and concealed beside a building. If right guided his arrow, then his mark's death would be swift, as he hoped so would the ranger's quarry. There was no need to further the chaos or cruelty here on this night - only do what must be done.

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