<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/Mirabelle3.jpeg)</div>Nayla, The Warlock of Fire and Illusion (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1231508)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Dryad's Forest<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All Present<br/><br/>Nayla yelped in pain as the lashing pseudopod struck her back, coming in beneath her Cloak of Protection as it streamed out behind her and going through her mage armor as if it wasn't there.  The copper skinned half elf could feel her clothing disintegrate and fall to the ground as she ran for safety, exposing her cute rear and her ample (or perhaps not so ample given the company she kept) breasts.  She stumbled once, exposing herself further as her cloak was temporarily flung to the side by her movement, then regained her footing and staggered to safety.<br/><br/>Once at a safe standoff, Nayla took a moment to get her bearings.  Her skin<em>stung</em>where it had been touched by the material that made up the cube -apparently the invisible magic armor that had done such a good job of protecting her from knives and arrows on stage had nothing against the ooze.  Also she was essentially naked except for her jewellery and waist length cloak, neither of which covered enough to protect her modesty.  But she could worry about that later.<br/><br/>Deciding it was time for a change of tactics, Nayla pointed her ruby tipped wand ad the cube that had struck her and sent a blast of arcane energy streaking towards it.<br/><br/>Eldritch Blast<br/>Attack Roll: 1d20+7=22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=104682)<br/>Damage Roll: 1d20+4=7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=104683)<br/><br/>Current HP: 1/26<br/>Current AC=17 (Mage Armor Active)<br/>Warlock Spell Slots: 1/2<br/>Wizard Spell Slots: 1/2<br/>