<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status = Futanari without a bludgeoning weapon... except "that one"</div><div class="spoiler_body">In "microbreastplate" with lovely skirt and nipples exposed (AC+6, max +4 dex bonus, armor check penalty -2, 15% arcane spell failure)<br/>(Armor training, Arcane armor training (requires swift action to reduce spell failure chance, included above))<br/>Nipple hoops (AC+4)<br/>AC 28 with <em>shield</em>, 24 (touch 22, flat-footed 20, -2 against improvised weapons)<br/>SR 19 (Spell Resistance, miniskirt)<br/>HP 126/128<br/>CMB: 9<br/>CMD: 24 (10 + Base + Dex) (22 against dirty tricks, Naive)<br/>Shield: +4 AC, negates <em>magic missiles</em> (7 minutes)<br/>Haste (6 more rounds)<br/><br/>Spells remaining: 5 of 7 1st, 2 of 7 2nd, 2 of 5 3rd, 1 of 1 from bonded object.  Uses of bow left: 2 of 3.<br/>Quiver: 7 common arrows, 10 silvered, 9 cold iron, 1 Tangleshot, 5 adamantine arrows, 2 greater hushing arrows, 8 +1 Dragon Bane, 1 Rayne's Resumption, 5 Holy, 3 Merciful, 1 blunt (d6)<br/>     (pack: 25 common, 5 silvered, 9 cold iron, 1 tangleshot, 5 adamantine, 8 +1 Dragon Bane, 8 Holy arrows)<br/></div></div><br/>"Well, darn it."  Keeping up her recent ineptitude at recognizing magical effects, Rayne's talent once more came up just short.  Fortunately, Youmu had a better eye for such things - since she had been in the thick of it, up close and personal with the badly-wounded lich.  She and Sylvia were all zippy and ready to fill the air with arrows, but there was nothing to target.  The remaining fog made searching around the throne both risky and ineffective... "well, let's see what's through here, then."<br/><br/>As they passed behind the throne room, she observed: "Youmu... it sounded like you were kicking all kinds of butt back there.  Good job!  Sorry I wasn't able to do much of anything."  She diplomatically avoided saying anything about Sylvia - who had at least been involved in bringing down the armoured suits before she had to abandon her perch.  The Arcane Archer waved her wand of<em>cure light wounds</em>.  "Were you hurt at all?  I might as well bring you back up to full."<br/><br/>"They sure can build, those dwarves."  Rayne looked down, then up where Sylvia gestured.  Yes, probably that passage would take them somewhere near, or at least nearer, to where Starstrike might be waiting.  But she was waiting in a tavern, if she'd reached it... she'd be fine.  And the lich had indeed been pounded pretty effectively.<br/><br/>"Youmu's right... let's finish this thing.  Oh, I can cast as we walk - anyone need a<em>shield</em>?  Or, I have<em>resist energy</em>too, though I'm not sure which type would be best...."  With the others, she'd descend, casting as much as she had time for (and they requested)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC &amp; Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2016-12-06 19:11:26, victoria4 (uid: 37138) rolls: 1d20a13 DC: 19 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=97711)<br/>Rayne would use as many charges as necessary to bring the others to full HP if they were wounded (8 charges used so far of up to 50).<br/></div></div>