<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/GlossHeadshot1.jpg)</div><strong>Gloss Featherstone</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=314507.msg15212717#msg15212717)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Western Ramp<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Anvil Group<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 20/20<strong>AC</strong>: 15<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: Mage Armor<br/><strong>Spell Slots</strong>: 2/4 | 2/2<br/><hr/><br/>Gloss checked in on Tami, refocusing his attention to the feelings coming through from her and sending her a feeling of reassurance and calm along their psychic link.  As he looked through her eyes, he made sure none of the wicked beings were near enough to attack her and Myra, before withdrawing to 'project' his mind along the link to Xaz.  He was paying attention there just in time to witness his Guardian' impressive strike at the abomination he was fighting.  Not wishing to distract with words, he let a sense of triumph and pride well up from himself to travel along the psychic link to his more infernal spirit guardian.<br/><br/>Turning his own focus to the second vile creature, he gathered his will and spoke words that weren't words in a queerly undulating, mish-mash of sounds spoken in a myriad of voices and tones.  There was no rhyme or reason to the 'words', which is likely the point, as his hand gestures were just as unplanned and difficult to follow.  A bolt of murky greenish-yellow energy shoots out from Xaz and toward the foul being.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Chaos Bolt</div><div class="spoiler_body">Full Result: Gloss rolled: 2d8<br/>Comment: Chaos Bolt<br/>Result: 8, 1,<br/>Total: 9<br/><br/>(Using second die to determine damage type.  Damage type is Acid.)<br/><br/>Full Result: Gloss rolled: 1d6<br/>Comment: Chaos Bolt<br/>Result: 2,<br/>Total: 2<br/><br/>Total: 11 Acid damage to Guardian B</div></div>