*sigh* Aortal performs a retreat, backing away, screaming "Get it away from me!"
Suddenly, there is a reaction from Aortal's backpack, now on the ground behind Logbrag. A skeleton, creaking and snapping, unfolds and with a *crack* stands fully up, taking a swipe at the giant with a scimitar it carries!
(1d20+1)[12] (1d6+3)[9]
The skeleton's swing misses, its arm slightly askew. It fixes this with its opposing hand, the bones *snapping* into place.
Jacob, you're up!