<div class="floatright">(http://cp12.nevsepic.com.ua/5-4/1358322081-0937099-www.nevsepic.com.ua.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Arafel Olandir, Half-elf Oracle</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 9/9 - <strong>Init</strong> +5<br/><strong>AC</strong> 21 - <strong>Touch</strong> 14 - <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 17 - <strong>CMD</strong> 16<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +1 - <strong>Ref</strong> +4 - <strong>Will</strong> +0<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +4 - <strong>Sense Motive</strong> -2</div></div><hr/>"Stand back!" Arafel shouts to the less-armored members of the party as he hefts his morningstar in one hand and raises his shield with the other. He knew not why this thing was going on a rampage, much less why it had reactivated, but he would be sure to shut it down before it hurt anyone--by force, if no other way was available.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The morning had started like many others did in the city of Torch. A gloomy, almost despondent mood had settled on the townsfolk ever since the purple pillar of flame that had given the town its name had gone out, and Arafel had walked among them. He had done what he could to raise their spirits, commending some on the work they had done before the flame had died, while assuring others that if none other came back to discover the reason for its absence, he would go personally to find out why.<br/><br/>He had received a missive from Valki, one of Khonnir's "daughters" the other day, and had agreed readily to assist her in finding her adoptive father. And perhaps at the same time they would discover the reason for why the town's namesake had disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared all that time ago. He understood that another he knew, Kythera, had been invited, and on that he had... mixed feelings.<br/><br/>It was true that he trusted her to an extent, but the way she acted at times and the lack of emotion she expressed put him off, and he hoped that it would not be a mistake to bring someone so relatively young to the world on this expedition. He secretly thought that it would be better to give her more time to study the world, and become more accustomed to its various intricacies, especially those concerning basic relationships between sentients, before going on such a potentially stressful mission, but he could not gainsay her if she decided to go; after all, it was her choice, for good or for ill, and all he could do was stand by and make sure the harshness of the world did not batter her too badly.<br/><br/>He was not overly familiar with the last member of the gathering, but was unsure of him to an even greater extent, if for a different reason. The orc? Half-orc? Carried himself with a dangerous air that spoke of ready violence like an unsheathed axe, ready to let loose on anyone who got in his way. It left him wary, and he hoped he would not find the aforementioned axe in his back one day--or in his chest, if the half-man took offense at something he did. Nor did he relish the thought that Corrag might try something that would violet Arafel's own principles, which would force the young man to stop him. He was unsure who would win in that sort of fight, but did not relish the thought and was unsure he could win, even with Iomedae's favor.<br/><br/>Still, they had all gathered to speak with Val and see what could be gleaned about Khonnir when the scream rang through the air, breaking the stillness that had gathered about the smithy. Val was nowhere to be seen within, but the screech of tortured stone and metal as the constructed creature destroyed a corner of the wall was a clear message that the creature meant to destroy anything in its berserk state.<br/><br/>"Stand back!" he shouted to Kythera and just to be sure, he shouted to it in the Common tongue to the creature, "Stop and stand down--or prepare to be dismantled." If the creature continues its work, he grits his teeth, gives Corrage a half-glance to see if the half-man follows him, and charges the creature, trying to get its attention, as he is the most heavily armored among them. He grunts in consternation as his attack goes wide, his haste causing his swing to go miss the metal carapace entirely.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Charge Attack (+2 to attack, -2 to AC), Robot Slayer added? (+1 to attack and AC vs. robots)<br/><br/>Morningstar 8; Damage 4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4623897/)</div></div>