Malene: 14. Huntsmen: 13 and 22.

Malene looks at the hunger in the two men’s eyes and decides she has no interest in being their prey. But before she can move, another arrow flies in her direction. [Attack: 10 vs 18]

Malene dodges the arrow with ease in spite of her state of exhaustion. Looking at the two, she decides her best course of action is to bolt [Malene quickness: 16 vs Huntsmen: 21 and 14]

One of them can tell she’s going to run and dives after her, grabbing at her to try to tackle her to the ground. [Malene’s quickness: 16 vs Huntsman’s strength: 18] She hits the ground hard as he holds her in place. His compatriot runs up next to them and holds Malene’s shoulders, pinning her to the ground.

Malene thrashes under the two of them, and gets her dagger free. She stabs hard at the huntsman on top of her’s leg. [Attack: 8 vs Defense: 10] His compatriot bats the dagger away and she watches her only weapon skitter away across the forest floor.

“What do we have here now?” The one on top of her says, leering down

“A pretty little elf it seems.” His compatriot answers.

“Not so little though, is she?” The first huntsman slaps one of Malene’s massive tits and she winces.

“Please just let me go.” Malene looks up, begging the two with her eyes and her words.