Ophine growled, irritated at the request, but after an irritated huff knelt to let Zilo climb on. She swivelled her head to look at the little man sitting on her back before she howled and barrelled through the door, hoping that Zilo would be able to stay on - a wolf was not so well suited for riding as a horse.

The fog faded. The crossbowmen had gone, but Erlich - the enemy captain, the lynchpin-prey - was an available target. She forced her way through the doorway and lunged for the Red Plume, gore-flecked jaws gaping.

She hoped Ferrin was not available to see this.

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Yolo to J14

(1d20+5)[9] or (1d20+5)[13] to hit
(2d6+3)[10] damage and the DC13 STR saving throw vs prone