<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/de/Representing_Fang_of_the_Oroborus.jpeg)</div><strong>Cassandra Kiesling/Fang of the Ouroboros</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/19abwRn2BFKdUsvUX649L3pNDwE16xa074vM_gPItv94/edit)<br/><br/><em>“Winds four quarters,” Fang intoned, “I call you.  Come forth and face my foes with the fury of the storm...  Sylph!”  </em><br/><br/>Fang's power stabbed into the sky.  The summons was invisible in the mortal world, but the results were not.  The winds blew in from all four directions, gathering wisps of cloud.  In the sky, the winds collided and began to twist together.<br/><br/>Fang found herself sweating.  “Frak! I never summoned anything this strong before!”<br/><br/>The spinning winds dragged wisps of gray cloud to form a ring.  The ring spun, hinting at what Fang was trying to pull through from the astral.  It was easy to imagine a gate physically opening, forming an eye in the sky.<br/><br/>Instead there was a sharp crack of thunder and flash of lighting as the spirit broke away from Fang's will.  She gave a jerk so hard and sudden it looked like she was starting a seizure.  It receded after that one jerk, though, and the black girl gasped hard.  “I lost it.”<br/><br/>The skies were clear.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dice</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fang suffers 8 drain!  She actually manages to resist 7 of them!  But that's her last edge doing it!  <br/>Initiative 3<br/></div></div>