<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/>"And that's a good thing?" Arafel asks in return before gritting his teeth at the task before him. The construct was obviously deranged--why would it seek to destroy a building which posed no harm? The women had apparently tried to reason with it... or something. He couldn't make out the blasted tongue, though not for want of trying. Still, if it had anything to do with these things, it might be a good idea to see if he could pick any of it up... but that was for a different time. For now he must focus on the threat before him, and take it down as quickly as possible.<br/><br/>Biting back another snarl, he spins his morningstar about his head. The silvery metal gleams in the dim light of the workshop for a moment before he brings it down with a roar, attempting to brain the thing. Beneath his breath he mutters a prayer of protection and righteousness to Iomedae, begging her to give him strength this day and cursing his inability to cause the construct to attack him. Wasn't that what he was here for? To protect others? How could he do that if he couldn't even get the thing's attention? A sudden need to prove himself welled up within him, and he brought his shield up to bear, intent on trying to take the robot's next blow on it.<br/><br/>At the very least no one had been wounded yet, even if another had been targeted--and then he noticed the half-orc slowing down, his brawny, hair-covered skin singed with the electricity that the thing had unleashed. He doubted his own metal armor would do any good protecting him against such an outburst of lightning, but nevertheless he had to do what he could. "Come on, over here!" he bellowed at the creature again, trying to get its attention again, if only for the moment needed to give Corrag the time to gather himself and renew his onslaught.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack (Robot Slayer added +1 to attack and AC vs. robots): 15, Damage: 5 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4627605/)</div></div>