<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/af/53/97/af53972f7ba97cea1c6bf7b2c2a60aa7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Alaya Kalish</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328790.msg15788327#msg15788327)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>105 / 105<strong>AC:</strong>32<strong>Flat-Footed:</strong>26<strong>Touch:</strong>26<strong>CMD:</strong>36<br/><strong>Immune:</strong>Mental Control, EG Charm & Compulsion<br/><strong>Other:</strong>Ranged Attacks suffer 30% Miss Chance<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Alaya felt the beast's head crunch beneath her fist as she bent to the grizzly work, and though she knew it had to be done, the brutality of such an act still turned her stomach. They were sentient creatures who had chosen to be more dangerous than they were worth, but that made it worse. At least with an animal, you could deem them too far gone and not worry about them being aware of it...if a dog had rabies, or had gone feral, it was kinder to the creature itself to end its misery considering how much pain it must be in, but these things? They were not insane, they were not in pain. They were just violent, selfish and aggressive. Still. Given more time, she would have liked to at least try to negotiate, but when they were kidnapping women off of the street and rampaging through the city? It was long past time for that. She sighed to herself, setting her fist alight once more to burn the flesh and blood off of it, cleansing her body of the grime and gore. She'd seen her Beloved Hadrhune flitting past earlier - probably to deal with the group she'd had to leave to chase this one down - and though she knew that these beasts wouldn't be anywhere near tough enough to pose a threat to him, she still felt that slight worry in the pit of her chest.<br/><br/>He was the only remnant of her home she had left, after all, and was by far her oldest and dearest friend. If there was even the slightest chance he might run into any kind of difficulty, then she needed to be there, just in case. Besides, given the size of the group that had just been dealt with, the city guard would likely be creeping their way back to the area to get a report, and she needed to make certain that the bodies were given a proper burial and the victims were seen to adequately. She couldn't spare these beasts, but at least she could lay their soul to rest properly. Casting one last look down at the crumpled creature beneath her - thankful that it seemed to have stopped regenerating - before taking to the skies once more, ascending above the rooftops and drifting her way back to the central area where the fight had broken out. It seemed that the fighting had concluded there, too, if the swarm of adventurers and guards going through the dead was anything to go by. It was good to see that the priestess was doing ok as well, though the way she was interacting with her female friend...well, Alaya recognised<em>that</em>kind of play, she'd say that much!<br/><br/>She touched down alongside Hadrhune, draping her arms over his shoulders and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek.<strong>"You looked so heroic flying through the city like that,"</strong>she cooed softly,<strong>"I'm glad y' didn't get hurt. These things seemed a bit more durable than most trolls, it hasta be said."</strong>She frowned a little, then touched down on the floor and slipped around his body, leaning on his shoulder idly as her hand reached up to absently fiddle with his hair.<strong>"The others were ok when y' left them, yeah? Nobody slipped past us t' harass them or the people they were helping to flee?"</strong>She was confident that her little harem could handle these things...in small numbers. The problem was, if they got caught one on one, things might not go so well for them, considering the gap between their strength and hers. Especially their resident Bard, considering he was not exactly the fighting type. Her attention turned to Harlo as he approached, a small smile playing on her lips as he did so. She and Harlo didn't see each other as much as she might have liked, but he was always entertaining, and always so unfailingly polite. To her, at least; their first night all those years ago had certainly taught him a few things about how to treat her, she'd say that much!<br/><br/><strong>"Harlo, Pet, how lovely it is t' see you!"</strong>she purred with a smile. She did her best to ignore her memories of the killing she'd just committed, instead focusing on the friendly face. Though that was a little informal, now she came to think about it!<strong>"I'm doing fine,"</strong>she said with a smile, glancing only briefly in the direction of her own altercation.<strong>"It might be distasteful, 'nd I might not always <em>like</em> fighting as a first resort, but that doesn't mean I'm not good at it when it does prove inevitable."</strong>She shrugged.<strong>"I would've preferred a diplomatic solution, but I don' think they were going to give us that option."</strong>She took a glance around at the milling adventurers and guards and slowly approaching rubberneckers who were already craning their necks to see.<strong>"I was going to suggest some of us retire to my manor to relax after today's excitement, so it seems we think alike! I bring the entertainment, and you bring the wine, shall we say~?"</strong>Poor Harlo. He was always trying to assert himself, but Alaya could still remember the eager and obedient young man he'd been all the way back then. And, well, old habits die hard, don't they? She'd feel worse about that if she didn't know that he loved it. Maybe Hadrhune could be convinced to show him a thing or two, too! Harlo might be older, but Hadrhune had by far the most experience with her out of all of her lovers...and he was very, very good at making use of it, she'd say that much~