<div class="floatleft">(https://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo122/grizzly/Bellantha-closeup.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Bellantha Ravignon (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1828393)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>: 11/13<br/><strong>AC</strong>:<del>17</del>13<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>:<br/>-2 to Will against Ria<br/>+4 Survival<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>21<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/>Attacking wolf (Power Attack) = 11<br/>Damage = 10<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Bellantha hesitated when Ria called out for her to aid Iona.  Bells instinct, and maybe something else, was to go help Ria.  Helping Iona made sense since she was the closest one to their fallen companion, but that would be the logical decision and now, seeing Ria wounded and set upon by wolves, her emotions were running high.  That moment of distraction was all the wolf needed to take a bite out of her leg and almost drag her to the ground.<br/><br/>In a well practiced motion, Bellantha swung the business end of her Meteor Hammer down onto the wolf attacking her while using the other end to try and ward off any counter attack.<br/><br/>"Hang on, Iona." Bellantha called out to her friend.  She risked a glance at the rest of the battlefield to better coordinate their efforts.  "Sera, can you get to..." Bellantha started to call back to her old sparring partner but the words dies in her throat as she watched a wolf rip out Rias.  "RIA!!  NO!!!!" Bell shrieked, watching the clerics face disappear beneath a veneer of crimson.