[Amanaduial the archer]

Nariah had been standing near a table as the wolves and wargs attacked. She ducked as one flew over her head, landing on the table and knocking over a cask of red wine. The dark liquid spread over the white table cloth, red as blood...

"Woah!" She moved sharply to the side as the wold on the table gathered itself and started to turn clumsily. Grabbing a bread knife off the table without really registering it. The wolf crouched in front of her and began its jump-

-before landing with a still crumb coated knife in its chest. Suddenly remembering to breathe Nariah stared at it for a moment before pulling the knife from its chest and going into action mode. She looked around, scanning the chaos filled area. Wolves were surrounding Fin and Celeb, and now one was crouched near them, its jaws wide as it prepared to leap-

Another wolf leapt at Nariah. With a wild yell, the barmaid flung the knife threw the air before it lodged itself rather satisfyingly in the creatures skull.

Running beside the trestle tables she ducked under the table, pulling the blanket off her bow and quiver; she had left them there, not wanting to miss any of the party. She grinned wryly as she picked up her bow, staring at it for a moment; luck was too weak for this! She winced as she heard something splinter and crash outside and ducked under the table cloth. Vaulting onto one of the long tables the archer took aim and began to fire into the chaos.

[ January 30, 2003: Message edited by: Amanaduial the archer ]