Rolled 19, 15, 19, 6 = 59 (4d20)
>>5733176>>5733197>>5733206>>5733293>>5733747There isn’t a question in your mind as to your priority, but still you take a moment before you leap into action. This is not to question your initial decision, but JUST long enough to speak the blissfully-short incantation for the <Jump> spell—the first spell you ever leaned, and still useful even now. With a gesture and a few words, you channel some of your mana—, and that of your majestic and noble ancestor, to your bent knees and boot-clad claws.
The jar seems to spin and spiral, end-over-end, in slow motion. Infiltrator Roth draws ever nearer, following your movements with predatory gaze, lunging to kill.
You leap.
[Athleticism roll, DC reduced for <Jump> and for a clever write-in. DC 10 to catch the jar; 13 to avoid injury from Roth.]
