<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/de/30FD3D63-6034-4098-B788-9E4ACF35E53A.jpeg)<br/></div><strong>Name: </strong>Katra<br/><strong>Race/Class: </strong>Human Psi-Fighter<br/><strong>HP:</strong>20/24<strong>Armor:</strong>5<strong>XP:</strong>9/10<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>(status effects, buffs, debuffs, etc. include remaining duration for each effect)<br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><br/>Hack: 2d6 (6, 5) + 2<br/>Total: 13<br/>Damage: 1d10 (7)<br/>Total: 7<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Strength: 8 (-1)    Constitution: 16 (+2) Dexterity: 10 (+0)<br/>Intelligence: 16 (+2) Wisdom: 13 (+1) Charisma: 13 (+1)<br/><br/>Human Reroll: 1/1<br/>Void Raven’s Feather: 0/1<br/><br/>Coins: 45<br/>Adventuring Gear: 5/5<br/>Dungeon Rations: 3/5 + 5/5 + 5/5 <br/>Healing Poultice 1/2<br/>Healing Kit 4/5<br/><br/>Cold Weather Attire (Higher Quality, 0 weight)<br/>Climbing supplies <br/></div></div><br/>Just as the dwarf managed to get up, Katra summoned up seven curved arcs of pure cyan force, enveloping him in what looked more like an oversized maw clamping down and then tossing its prey about rather than a true weapon attack.  "You can either stay down, run, or be dealt with.  Our escort is a Traveler and we take her safety very seriously."  Katra knew there was plenty of confusion; her words were more intended to let Cinnabar speak up if she chose to.  Truth be told, though, it didn't matter.  This outcome seemed inevitable however the minute details might go.<br/><br/>If nothing else, maybe it'd teach the bandits that they stood no chance against a real threat.  That was something that plenty of folks on the road should understand.  Death could come far too quickly, as only the Second Chance Club and the other dead truly recognized.