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Lavina gracefully returned to form from her strike, and upon seeing the creature struck down by the magical assault, gracefully rolled through her companion's legs and came up within fighting distance of the remaining wolf.

Tara takes the time to secure the nerve center of the ship, making sure there aren't any nasty surprises and also making sure that if they have to defend it, they can defend it well.

Tara ducks under the shower of shards, then resumes firing on the one wielding the minigun, nodding with approval at the solarian who'd helped to rearranged the battlefield more favorably. She was tempted to toss a grenade, but the thought of damaging all the equipment in the cockpit was...

The obstensibly sleepy halfling spotted the wolves, and moved with less speed and more grace, half-leaping, half-rolling off the wagon. But incredibly, it did the trick, as she came out of the roll just in front of one of the wolves, teetering on one foot, arms and hands spread wide. Then she...

Cooky and Lavina had become well-acquainted while on the trip, though whether they were friends depended on who told the story - Lavina was quite a fan of the cook, and the cook seemed to tolerate the halfling. Currently she was sitting on the back of a caravan, eating one of the snacks they'd...

"Hzzt - " Tara winces at the electrical discharge, but stays firm, resighting with her rifle and firing another shot.

"Crap - " Tara ducked under the hail of shards and ice, grimacing at the sudden drop in temperature. But she remembered her training and sighted again with her rifle, firing once more.

With Lavina I'm mostly going for the dichotomy of a chubby halfling who can, if she so chooses, potentially leap over a house. I won't be doing tons of damage until specialization kicks in, but that's what figuring out a new system's all about!

I don't have much in the way of background for Lavina; I can write up a little flavor text, but "she's a halfling and she trained to kick the snot out of people bare-handed as a secret halfling warrior" kind of sums it up.

Tara grunted as the shots went wide. She tried a simple point-and-shoot for one carefully aimed blast.

"Big gun first. Got it." Tara expertly strides into cover and sights on the biggest target, and squeezes off a pair of shots... that fly wide, unfortunately.

This is Lavina, a halfling monk. If you were to ask her where she was trained, she will say that all monks secretly are trained in the art of unarmed combat, "in case some jerk's scour-happy armies try to start some naughty word again."

Sure, I'm interested!

I'm intrigued, and I'm assuming that you're looking for people so I'll go take a look!

Tara readies her laser rifle, sighting it.

Tara offers to guard Skitter on their trip to the engineering, if they need it.

Always up to give a new system a shot!

"Can you remote open the door, while we cover it from a distance? All the grenades in the Vast don't mean jack if you don't know where to throw them."

Sorry about that! Neck deep in exams and lost track of time. Tara has her rifle leveled at the shooter. She motions towards the pistol. "Kick it this way, then get down on the ground, face down." Then she calls out through the door. "Hesela! We going to do this the easy way or the hard way?"