<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/Mirabelle1b.jpg)</div>Nayla the Witch (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1105127)<br/><br/>Nayla's eyes widened as the Half Orc shrugged off the effect of the explosions and kept coming.  Distracted, the half elf stumbled and fell to the ground, landing heavily on her rear.  Seeing the half orc bearing down on her, she prepared to hurl the dagger she was holding in a last ditch attempt to stop him...<br/><br/>...and then Valanna was there, the blade of her great sword glowing with divine power as it descended upon its target.  The half orc fell to the ground as if poleaxed.  The space between them was less than Nyla's own height.<br/><br/>The half elf got to her feet, her legs a little unsteady.  She looked from the dagger in her hand to the half orc lying on the ground and swallowed as she wondered if it would have been enough to stop the creature.  She felt fortunate that she hadn't had to find out.<br/><br/>"Thanks," she managed.