Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191211213915/@comment-5583506-20191214015333

She had yet to see a person torn to bits by a pack of wild animals so up close, and she was rather tempted to see the ramifications in full, but she reckoned that she could be on her way faster by saving the man rather than watch the wolves gobble him down piece by piece.

She had had some time along her way to pick up one or two ingredients needed to make some high quality potions to use in combat, but as of now she only had three potions left that were completed, along with six small vials of potions with various effects.

She selected the potion with a dark green tint, uncorking the bottle and downing the contents in one sweep. It was thick and unpleasant and burned like hellfire in her gullet, but it was fast-working and efficient. It not only made her ignore the pain factor she would have most likely received from this encounter, but any predator that so much as took a bite out of her would find her blood to have a particularly foul-tasting and repellant effect.

She then unsheathed her kukris and made herself visible before the pack, scraping with her feet to get a firm sense of the ground so that she knew just how effective her foot work would be, since she would need to be fast and steady when they attacked.