<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3rOp7i1.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Serana Vi Marian (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1825891)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>:12/12<strong>Status</strong>: +4 survival<br/><strong>AC</strong>:17<strong>Initiative</strong>: 11<br/><br/><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>recover gear and aid another to help climb up<br/><strong>Roll:</strong>9 total for enemies, 10 total for strangers, 11 total for friends (+3 to climb check)<strong>damage:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Serana gritted her teeth as she felt her blade cleave into the orc's flesh. It was the first time she had cut into something other than an animal she was hunting...a person. She thought perhaps her first time killing someone would shake her, test her resolve, but in the rush of battle she it didn't even phase her. The only thing she felt was frustration that her foe hadn't been finished off completely, "hurry up and join your friends!" she growled in orcish, wanting to make sure he knew exactly what she was saying as she readied a finishing blow.<br/><br/>However, before her blade reached the orc, his body started fading away, like a parting fog, and by the time she slashed through the spot he WOULD have been, there was nothing but air, "h-huh!? What's..." she muttered, glancing around in confusion, seeing that the other corpses had also disappeared, "what's going on...?" she questioned, touching her hand to her forehead, as if to check to make sure she hadn't received a blow to the head. What was Iona saying? A wizard? Test? Where the orcs just illusions then? That didn't make sense, she had seen Bellantha...Bellantha...<br/><br/>"Bell!" she shouted, dropping her bloodless blade and turning to grab her friend, as if trying to hold her up from collapsing, still thinking she had been nearly cleaved in two, "Is she alright Ria? She took a nasty hit....uh..." she murmured anxiously, though trailed off as she followed the healer's hands down to the wound on Bell's stomach...a wound that didn't exist anymore. It hadn't been healed, there was literally no trace of it, her armor wasn't even scratched, "Oh man...this is really messing with my head..." she muttered, shaking her head a bit as she patted her friend's shoulder, happy that she was alright. Serana's experience with magic was very limited, so something like this, an illusion so real that they could even feel pain and injury from it...it was difficult to wrap her brain around.<br/><br/>"Illusions huh? Now that I think about it it does seem odd that there would be a trio of bandits this close to town, and that they'd attack right away without even trying to rob us first, or even just waiting until we were in a better position to ambush us" she mused as she picked up and sheathed her sword. The orcs had been outnumbered almost 2 to 1, and that was before Emerald arrived, yet they jumped out down the path, giving them ample time to react and prepare themselves. The more she thought about it the more "test-like" it seemed, "Hmm, Ria's right though. It might seem foolish in hindsight, but we should keep treating every encounter as if it were real, no point taking a gamble on life and limb" she added as she made her way back to retrieve her crossbow, making sure to shake off any dirt before hooking it on her belt.<br/><br/>"And welcome to the group Em, I know it wasn't the most graceful introduction, but it's good to have you with us. Especially since Claire vanished on us"  she said, giving the raven haired woman a firm pat on the back as she made her way over to the rock face, "alright then, upwards and onwards as they say!" she cooed, dropping down to one knee and cupping her hands, offering a foothold to any of the less experienced climbers of the group.