<span style="font-weight: bold">Alizome</span><br/><br/>The lizard-priest you've just kebabed turns, and it almost seems he smiles at you. At least, his mouth is open, and his teeth are showing, and he seems<span style="font-style: italic">pleased</span>. He strides to you, reaches out, and tenderly strokes your cheek - where you might've dodged a blow, sheer surprise lets his claws skitter along your jawline. Your knees feel weak. All of you feels weak. {Fort Save DC12 to resist, otherwise -2 STR, -2 DEX}