[h3]Rhaeyla's Turn | Init: 13[/h3]
[b]HP[/b] 10/10 +3 | Status: None

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As if aware of the direness of the situation, Lucian needed no urging to race toward the burning city. It was difficult not to be overwhelmed with everything -- the rubble, the fire, the smoke, the loud beating of wings -- but Rhaeyla knew what she must do first. Still, she couldn’t help but peer through the windows of houses and buildings, looking for an old, familiar face as they followed the clips of words, grunts, and screams in the distance.

[color=cbd5e0]"Are you doing okay, Caw?"[/color] Rhaeyla asked, craning her neck as much as she could to look at her friend. She moved as though to look up but thought better of it. In case he'd needed comforting, and much to her benefit as well, she spoke as though she was certain that everything will be alright. [color=cbd5e0]"We'll go and save them as quickly as we can and then find somewhere safe to hide."[/color]

They continued on. There was another cry, from an older woman this time, and she pressed Lucian forward, until finally, she spied some movement around the corner. In an alleyway between some buildings had been a group of reptilian creatures -- kobolds like Vaal, yet also very unlike him. Vaal was the first kobold she had gotten to know and had expected others of his kind to be as genteel. But well-mannered these kobolds were not, and Rhaeyla could see that they meant to harm her friends and the small family that they were protecting.

Rhaeyla was quick to take action, driven by impulse as always. Reaching into her rucksack, her hand fumbled inside until it found the sharp tip of a dart and pulled it out, all the while gripping tightly on the reins with the other hand. They were nearing the group locked in a fight, and there was no time to hesitate. She steeled herself, focused on the creature closest to her, threw the dart, and hoped. If nothing else, she hoped to distract them, to give the family a chance to escape.

The dart flew to its mark. The kobold, caught unaware, turned to look behind it in time for the dart to strike, right at its temple. It unceremoniously crumples to the ground, unmoving, the dart still lodged in the side of its head.

Her heart beat loudly in her chest. She had killed it.

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Rhaeyla throws her dart at a kobold. She rolls an [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/14536]18[/url] to hit, for [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/14537]6[/url] damage, and kills one kobold.
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