<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>24/24<strong>Armor:</strong>4<strong>XP:</strong>1/8<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>(status effects, buffs, debuffs, etc. include remaining duration for each effect)<br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><br/>Spout Lore: Katra (AndyZ) Roll: `[3, 3]` Result: 8<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: 9 (+0)<br/>Intelligence: 16 (+2) Wisdom: 13 (+1) Charisma: 12 (+0)<br/><br/>Human Reroll: 1/1<br/><br/>Coins: 38<br/>Adventuring Gear: 5/5<br/>Dungeon Rations: 5/5<br/>Healing Poultice<br/>Medical Kit<br/></div></div><br/>As Katra recognized what was going on, her first action was to make sure that she had her shield strapped onto her wrist.  “Guards!” she called, not with panic but because they needed to know what was going on.  A man had just been murdered, after all, and they’d want to know what had happened.<br/><br/>Not that she had any intention of leaving things to them, of course.  Focusing on the image she’d been practicing, she conjured forth a pole which should have been too heavy to wield but for its weightlessness.  An oversized spiked mace’s head held the top, not as glowy altogether as the dagger blade had been, but altogether giving off enough light to see by across its entire length.