TwistedMindInc
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Leona lets out a feral growl of agony, snarling at the bandits as she regains her senses. Coppery locks quickly meld with the sandy fur that is sprouting out on her visage and pearly whites elongate into incredibly powerful fangs. "You boys do not play nice, aye? Mayhaps I shall show you how to do so." With that said, teeth as flashed and she brings her rapier around to hit the man to her right.
1d20+2=11
(I'm guessing that, she didn't teach them a lesson.
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1d20+2=11
(I'm guessing that, she didn't teach them a lesson.
