(OOC - Oh good god, I can't believe I neglected this so much! I am so sorry. Been having trouble keeping up, and I thought I did this one, and...man. Anyway, back to it!)
The range was bad for her spell, unless she wanted to cast another magic missile...so Arcata fell back on her trusty crossbow. It wasn't magical, but was of a quality befitting her status; dark, slightly reddish wood of exceptional resiliance, with polished carvings of battles inlaid across the sides. The arms were laminated wood, with a thin reinforcing of metal along the leading edge.
She laid a bolt in the cup of it and took aim as best she could, motioning for the other archers near her to do likewise.
"Fire," she said, and let it fly. She then moved back from the edge to get cover from any return fire while she reloaded.
(targeting the Head Dwarf if she can see him, otherwise any dwarf within 30' will do)
[roll0] for [roll1] damage.
The range was bad for her spell, unless she wanted to cast another magic missile...so Arcata fell back on her trusty crossbow. It wasn't magical, but was of a quality befitting her status; dark, slightly reddish wood of exceptional resiliance, with polished carvings of battles inlaid across the sides. The arms were laminated wood, with a thin reinforcing of metal along the leading edge.
She laid a bolt in the cup of it and took aim as best she could, motioning for the other archers near her to do likewise.
"Fire," she said, and let it fly. She then moved back from the edge to get cover from any return fire while she reloaded.
(targeting the Head Dwarf if she can see him, otherwise any dwarf within 30' will do)
[roll0] for [roll1] damage.