Open to General Fighting of Minions etc
Fred wasn't the best of fighters but she'd picked up enough experience over the years that with weapon in hand, she could hold her own enough that sitting back and waiting for news wasn't an option. So when the call came, she followed with crossbow in hand.
She stayed back to slide a bolt into a crossbow and raised it, taking aim at a minion who had spotted one of the others. With a twang, the bolt flew through the air and...missed the minion. She quickly pushed another bolt into place and locked it, swinging around to take aim again.
This time the minion fell, the bolt sticking out of his back, between his shoulders. She blew out a relieved breath and tugged another bolt from the bag to load. "Just like falling off a bike."