Ceria's cheeks flamed as her arrow went wide of its mark.  Her cheeks had flamed harder still when she pulled the arrow out, much to her muscle's discomfort.  "YOU ANIMALS!"  Ceria roared., rising to her feet, face and ear tips red with fury.  She nocked two arrows, aimed at the drifter who had shown up on the scene, in front of her, and the goliath just behind him.  Unleashing a savage "ENOUGH!" she drew both arrows back till the fletching tickled her cheek and released.  She simply stood there watching her arrows sail toward their targets, shoulders shaking with rage.  The increased blood flow caused her recent arrow wound to seep red with renewed intensity but the look in the young elf's eyes was deranged and she did not currently care.  

The sight of Ary sacrificing herself for their paladin had cemented her into Ceria's mind as an ally.  That kind of bald-faced courage deserved gifts of protection and benevolence far beyond what Ceria or anyone else was capable of.  She took a single, slow step forward towards the combat, green eyes blazing, rimmed with gold, and blonde hair billowing.  


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Attack #1:  [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/2913]17[/url]
Attack #2:  [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/2914]16[/url]
Damage #1:  [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/2915]11[/url]
Damage #2:  [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/2916]4[/url]

Ceria shoots two arrows at once, focusing hunter's mark still (I think).  
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