Disarm the addled bandit
From Create Your Own Story
With a quick flick of your wrist, you knock the sword from her grip. It spins through the air and lands in the dirt.
"Oh no!" she wails theatrically, throwing her hands up. "Please, ser! Mercy! I'm just a poor, defenceless woman!" She clutches the hem of her ragged attire. "I'll do anything! Just don't hurt me!"
She sways on her feet and grins at her own performance.
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