Invisibility flank!

“They are here for a most repugnant thing at the hour of the owl, I shall end the cretins.” She mutters without making sound.

The waif keenly creaks open the window, swigging an invisibility extract and slips into the brush, getting a good look at the group. Kenneth the sly, Tomas the lugheaded, and their sullen quiet hunter ally who scarcely spoke but always watched Havilah much too closely.

“Maybe she ain’t home? We should check the Fangwood again.” Tomas muttered annoyed.

Kenneth the Sly hit rather softly Tomas then contorted his face commuinicating a stealthier volume was necessary. Tomas giggled in response, then Kenneth said to him, “My Pa already told me about the tavern incident today, that codger Angus Cod gropped her then she left the whole place without a barkeep. She’s soft.”

“Yeah big soft udders.”

Pigs.

She flicks her fingers causing a sound of a ghast coming from the river (Will 19, 13, nat 1). Tomas keeps his gaze on the river, his breath grows as he raises his weapon to his chest. “I saw a ghost in the river, Kenny help me,” he says gripping his friend tightly. Kenneth shakes his lanky limbs, “let go you fool, you’ll attract that Drow! Get a grip.” Hunter scans the house, his gaze takes in their flank, he knows of the magical nature of the sound. Havilah scarfs an extract of blur, then fires her shortbow at Kenneth, piercing his chainmail and striking deep (6 dmg 7/12 Kenneth) into his flesh. “Fuck! Scatter boys!” he says tsking Tomas by the hand heading into the brush. Hunter just nocks an arrow and fires an arrow in response, it tears Havilah’s pallid gown adorned with her fresh blood (6 dmg, 19/25 Havilah). Kenneth drags his friend leaving him a snivelling mess before he begins to charge the waif in the bushes slicing leaves and nicking her abdomen with his sword (6 dmg, 13/25 Havilah). She drops her bow, drawing her sword lunging (nat 1), her footwork is sloppy and she trips herself dropping her sword and landing at the feet of the Sly. Smuggly he grinned, even when Havilah flicked her toes and tried to hex the man, he knew that she was soft and easy. “Helpless, soft prey.”