[ishgard - hearing that a second time jogs her memory.
many of ishgard’s military are bright personalities… some, not so much.
she's sure he was just speaking of levity, but she's starting to wonder if, perhaps, ishgard's military simply isn't quite that bright intelligently, too. just attacking first without any real attempt to gather information?
anyway, she brings up her staff to try and deflect the arrow, and is mostly successful - instead of piercing her somewhere awful, it dings against the staff and grazes against her cheek, drawing blood as it sails past her but not piercing her. she casts a glance that's almost terrified at the caster and the two knights with melee weapons.]
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many of ishgard’s military are bright personalities… some, not so much.
she's sure he was just speaking of levity, but she's starting to wonder if, perhaps, ishgard's military simply isn't quite that bright intelligently, too. just attacking first without any real attempt to gather information?
anyway, she brings up her staff to try and deflect the arrow, and is mostly successful - instead of piercing her somewhere awful, it dings against the staff and grazes against her cheek, drawing blood as it sails past her but not piercing her. she casts a glance that's almost terrified at the caster and the two knights with melee weapons.]
Please - I don't even know you...!
[...before turning to run.
where does a roll of 16 take her.]