<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/86/90/5f/86905f15ad3dd2cfb780ac1359c494ff.jpg)<br/><div style="text-align: right;">●○</div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><em>Oloven Dane (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308778.msg15006511#msg15006511)</em></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dahlya, WTF Top<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Street Bazaar<br/>HP: 20/20 | AC: 12 | Spell DC: 13 | Spell Slots: 1st - ●●●●  2nd - ●○</span><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>There was a moment--just after he cast his spell--that he was sure he was going to be assaulted by the creature's kicks as well as its choking stench. Then...boom! It erupted in a great pillar of swirling flame (or so it seemed to him in this adrenaline-fueled moment). He watched, wary, as it pushed closer and closer, giving every bit of its remaining energy to its vicious goal. And then it was dead.<br/><br/>He turned to Dahlya and her disgusting opponent, and with another incantation, he prepared to fire off a beam of ice, just in case.<br/><br/><strong><em>Holding action for Ray of Frost, and will cast it at the monster if Dahlya doesn't finish it off.</em></strong>