<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/qsioRd2.png)</div><strong>Morgan Typhoon (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2334172)</strong><em>Human Legendary Shifter 1 CG</em><strong>HP</strong>-1 / 12<strong>Init</strong>1<strong>AC</strong>17<strong>Fort</strong>4<strong>Ref</strong>3<strong>Will</strong>1<strong>CMB</strong>+5<strong>BAB</strong>1<strong>Primary Natural Attack</strong>5 (1d6+4, 20)<br/><strong>Secondary Natural Attack</strong>0 (1d6+2, 20)<br/><strong>Scimitar</strong>+5 (1d6+4, 18-20/2)<strong>Str</strong>19 (4)<strong>Dex</strong>12 (1)<strong>Con</strong>14 (2)<strong>Wis</strong>8 (-1)<strong>Int</strong>10 (0)<strong>Cha</strong>15 (2)<br/><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Skirted Uniform with Lamellar Armor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In front of the mill<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ceri, Ophelia, Ana, anyone else still around<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Morgan was just rounding the corner when two bolts zipped through the air. One barely brushed past her shoulder, then she felt an impact. Surprised, she looked down at a crossbow bolt sticking out of her chest. "...Oh. That's... not good."<br/><br/>More surprised than in pain or frightened, the shifter melted down, into a protoplasmic blue blob on the ground, unmoving and unconscious - but at least not seemingly 'bleeding out' further, as the blob was not losing any mass of slime at all.