<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/QfWIkut.png)<br/></div><strong>Name: </strong>Morgan Typhoon<br/><strong>Race/Class: </strong>Slime Girl / Slimeling<br/><strong>HP:</strong>23/26<br/><strong>EXP:</strong>1/7<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Strength:</strong> 16(15)     <strong>Constitution:</strong> 17(16)   <strong>Dexterity:</strong> 9<br/><strong>Intelligence:</strong> 8 <strong>Wisdom:</strong> 13        <strong>Charisma:</strong> 12</div></div><br/><strong>Action:</strong>How would intimidating work?<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"It's a bit sad. Had I still been human, maybe you would've had the sliver of a chance against me."</strong>Morgan said almost a touch arrogant from whatever passed as adrenaline for slimes - probably the food. Definitely the food, actually. She pulled the spear from the downed axe-wielder, hoping she hadn't accidentally killed him after all - Ming didn't seem to want them dead, even if Morgan herself had little trouble with the remaining world only having women in it if all the men were such pig-headed assaulters. With a flick, she retracted the spear into its shorter form, right as Machiko flew over them all and dive-bombed the archer! Morgan's eyes widened in amazement.<br/><br/><strong>"Yeah, yeah, <em>our</em> sanctuary. Look, that doesn't work as a battlecry <em>at all,</em> Ming. I was trying to be intimidating, not accurate. Of course this place belongs to all of us."</strong>She then responded briefly to the woman that had the orc pinned to the ground under her boot. Diabelle then strode forward, right past Morgan in fact to get to the other attackers - which was good thinking, really.<strong>"You've got that guy handled, right? I better make sure the other two don't get hurt."</strong>She bent down briefly, picking up the hefty axe with her left hand, and followed hurridly after Diabelle. As she spoke to the remaining highwaymen, the slime stood behind her to give her words extra oomph by holding Dofrak's axe in clear view for them.<br/><br/>That was probably better than any words at intimidating these fools, really. She had only felt a slight tingle when that axe had passed through part of her, her membranes immediately closing after and resealing - she couldn't even properly tell anymore where the hit landed. Enough of them would probably hurt, but for now, she could play the part of the threatening slime monster in the employ of the witch!