(Acrobatics Check:
17)
The prisoner's grasp wrapped around her strong, but her slender and slim build slithered around the prisoner's body like eel. She was absolutely stunned upon the events that occurred--
fast. The frail man had rallied the others and she was torn to two different fronts as she observed the two fighting... Certainly an opportunity too good to be missed. Neither them or the frail man could be trusted, but he did attempted to get the blood of the dwarf for some reason.
She pondered over as quick as she could; the Frail Man had lingered her longer than any four. Had he devised some sort of plan to get us out? The only person who's got some plans fabricated would definitely be him... But a touch of a sword would likely to send this man over to the bucket. She grasped the pickaxe and moved in to the guard being attacked by the human. Bringing it down with great fatigue and grunted as it made impact.
(Attack roll:
3If knocked prone by Branor, Attack Roll (advantaged):
11Pretty sure none of these hit)