The strain on the sinew of the huntsman's bow tightened as the knocked arrow fell further back, the obscuring walls of the cave and their natural shadows affording just enough cover and concealment for the deadly bolt to be not only freed but launched at all. The air within the man's chest quietly exited and his whole body fell into a stillness; eyes watching the beating wings, he timed the shot to try and puncture one. Immediately, as his fingers loosed the shot, the entirety of the arrow launched itself with blinding speed across the cave and dead toward the scaly thing, just as he had peppered the far larger one some nights before. A bow wasn't the man's most masterful application of weapon but it was a deadly tool all the same when the enemy was out of reach, just as they were in the dark, low hang of the cave.

The second fight was on for real now, as the foes had probably realized it was far more than just an insult slinging halfling and an odd shadowed figure or two. Their odd flying knack was going to prove annoying as well but the priestess, old man, and small woman all had shown many times they had ample means to deal with that, not just in raw firepower either but wit. As for the half-blood? Brannor never pretended to know what the wildman had in store and as he knocked another arrow, fletching between his leather shrouded fingers, he was not about to spend the time thinking on it either; the cave, mushrooms, dragons, and now these flying vermin were his concerns.

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Brannor makes a longbow attack against the far right flying kobold, with a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/12858]21[/url] to hit, [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/12859]18[/url] for the roll of Advantage. If it hits, it deals [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/12860]2[/url] piercing damage. He will remain out of line of sight, using the cave wall, and hopefully forcing the enemies to round it to see him and close in.
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