Brlo started swearing in Dwarvish as the bugbears began swarming out. Hefting his crossbow to his shoulder and sighting, the curses turned into a muttered prayer. "All-father, guide my aim as you have guided my life. Let me live today, that this evil be put to rest." [casting Hunter's Mark, Bonus Action]
Holding his breath, Brlo squeezed the trigger, aiming for the bugbear that Eddicus had struck in the chest and sorely wounded (Attack roll: 1d20+6 23, Damage: 1d10+2+1d6 12)
Smiling as the arrow struck true, he risked a glance behind to check on the prisoners before reloading.
Holding his breath, Brlo squeezed the trigger, aiming for the bugbear that Eddicus had struck in the chest and sorely wounded (Attack roll: 1d20+6 23, Damage: 1d10+2+1d6 12)
Smiling as the arrow struck true, he risked a glance behind to check on the prisoners before reloading.