Theodore didn't take long to notice the situation on the streets. While usually one of the fastest on the draw, this time he dropped his mask on the ground accidentally and wasted a precious half-second to get it back, noticing everybody else had already had a moment to move forward. Darn. It felt bad to be the last, but at least the shadows were even slower. The mask was snapped onto the side of his bolt case with routine and another bolt was drawn and prepared as he rushed for cover. The others had chosen much more open locations. Good for the shock value for sure, but Theodore preferred to rely on his tactics. While others used their time to taunt the shadows and otherwise get themselves further to position, Cesar giving him a few words of instruction and motivation as he dashed by. Theodore smiled. To wait for a good shot? He had one from right here. Before committing to his attack, he gauged his enemy from afar, the divines themselves granting him knowledge a lesser hunter could never hope to achieve with such a brief look. To him, it was clear as day that these enemies were resistant to the darkness they were built of, giving them resistance against necrotic forces in magic. In other ways, they were much like common bandits, unremarkable. "Companions, they don't seem to have any weakness to the radiance our hearts carry. Let us put the fear of Light into them, since they do not understand it in their nature which only fortifies them against the darkness they have built themselves of!" Having shouted those words into the air, he readied his crossbow and prepared to act on his own words. "Steadyyy...", he muttered as he took careful aim. Happy with what he had before him, he let the bolt loose, the projectile happily delivering death to its target. And this bolt struck true, as in a mere second after impact the Shadow vanished from this realm. "The bigger they are, the easier they fall", Theodore said with a smirk, satisfied at his strong start. [hider=Mechanics&Rolls] Theodore advances the 30 feet his speed allows, seeking cover behind the nearby empty market stall. From this point, he uses Slayer's Eye on the single shadow that was left behind on the road, gaining knowledge of their resistance against Necrotic damage. Beginning his actual offence against the lone enemy, he deals a critical hit against the creature with a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/3119]nat 20[/url], the damage from the attack (including Slayer's Eye) totals [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/3120]16[/url]. This kills the Shadow. [b]HP:[/b] 28/28 [b]AC:[/b] 16 [b]Concentrating:[/b] Not [b]Radiant Consumption:[/b] Available [b]Slayer's Eye:[/b] Briefly active, inactive again at the end of turn. [b]Spells expended:[/b] 0/3 1st [/hider] [@The Harbinger of Ferocity] - Next up [@Big Dread][@Cu Chulainn][@JBRam2002][@Zverda][@Gordian Nought] - The enemies have a resistance, no weaknesses