<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/VZUTFNZ.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Open Quest:</strong> Eclectic Alcohols (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333546.msg15928067#msg15928067)</span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Selphie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15884607#msg15884607)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Human Cleric<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Bondor's Camp - Forlorn Hills| Mid-Morning W1 D 3<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Risppt, Yokun, Open<br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>15/15<br/><hr/><strong></strong><br/>There was some vindication that she had been right - they<em>would</em>save her life! But there was also fear. Her life had<em>needed</em>saving. She covered her head with her hands and squeezed her eyes shut, curling up into a tight ball behind the rocks. She heard Yokun's sigh. She recognized it - it was the moment when her fellow adventurers realized what a dead weight she was! Like a coward, she stayed huddled as the arrows hit rock. No, she wasn't a coward. She was strategically biding her time behind her comrades!<br/><br/>That sounded like something a coward would say.<br/><br/>She opened her eyes, blinking back the panic. She could do this. She had braved all<em>sorts</em>of things now. There was that time she had to walk six miles to deliver a parcel. There was the time she had become caked in mud after rescuing a lamb that had fallen into a pit after a rainstorm. There was that time she had tried one of Mabel's experimental potions and had gassy side-effects for two days. And that time with the goblins! How had she forgotten the goblins?<br/><br/><strong>"I'm a god-damned Slayer of Goblins!"</strong>she cried out, pumping herself up with the war-cry. With a shriek, she popped up from behind the rock and lifted both hands above her head; that familiar golden light coalesced around her hands before she made a throwing gesture. A<em>good</em>acolyte of Casta didn't need such theatrics, but Selphie also mouthed the words as she read in her head and used her fingers to count large sums. She needed that physical touch! The golden light shot from her hands and went straight towards the kobold that wasn't engaged with Risppt. At the right angle, it looked very much like a projectile penis, but it crashed into the enemy creature quick enough that it was hard to be certain. The little guy took it right to the back of the head with such force that it knocked him forward into his green-skinned partner quite violently, slamming their heads together. Archer 1 fell to the floor at Risppt's feet while Archer 2 cried loudly out in anger and whipped around to see who had done him harm.<br/><br/>Selphie felt tears sting her eyes as the Kobold snarled at her. The creature was<em>mad</em>and ready for murder. How scary!<strong>"Helphelphelp!"</strong>she cried out.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Green Kobold Archer 1:</strong> 3/5 HP (-1 from incidental damage from Kobold 2 collision)<br/><strong>Green Kobold Archer 2:</strong> 3/5 HP (-2 from Selphie's attack)<br/></div></div>