<strong>Maggie Foss</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: The barrens<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Robert, Cern<br/><hr/>Maggie's rage flashes out at the elemental when she sees Cern toppled by the material-- in a panic, she lashes out with her mind, only to feel its fury push back and, quite literally, knock the wind from her.  She cries out, her voice barely audible over the roar of the tornadoes in this beast's core, as she is thrown from her feet and lands, hard, on the ground.<br/><br/>She then notices the blood-- something breaks deep in her soul and despair drowns the passion and the fear in her, spilling out in a cry of "No!" as she throws herself toward the fallen satyr, feeling like a puppet with mangled strings as she fights the reeling disorientation and the searing pain of the injury to throw herself toward where Cern lays bleeding.  She tries to reach him, to help him move-- to get him out of harm's way with her, if she can.<br/><br/>At 2013-09-14 21:36:44, Mags (uid: 768) rolls: 1d100 Result: 99 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=50103)