<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Gh4zqwu.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Grendelle Modor (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328801.msg15717489#msg15717489)</strong></span><br/><hr/><strong>HP </strong>19/24 -<strong>Armor</strong>1 -<strong>XP</strong>1<br/><strong>Effects</strong>:<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: Transforming back to human, prepare a hack and slash if the freed lizardman comes down the hallway: 3(d6) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=152338) + 7(d8) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=152339) + 2 = 12<br/>damage: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=152340)<br/><hr/><br/>Grendelle stopped briefly as she came to the split in the hallway. She gave a few sniffs at the scent of smoke, crimson eyes darting back and forth between the two paths. It seemed more likely that they'd end up pursuing the clearer path as a group, and the smoke coming down the other hallway would probably help cover up the beast's "escape". With that in mind Grendelle ducks into the smoky hallway and quickly begins the process of turning back.<br/><br/>Fortunately the process of turning back wasn't as unpredictable or risky as the initial transformation, but it was still strenuous in it's own right. Grendelle essentially had to tense and squeeze every muscle in her body, as though trying to scrunch and compact herself down, crushing and squeezing her hulking mass back into the tight confines of her half-elf form. Her fur began to retract inwards, her horns and fangs shrinking down into her skull, her skeleton snapping back into a straighter, more humanoid shape. And as she returned back to normal so too did her equipment, her thick fur magically replaced by her somehow untarnished clothes, the handle of her sword suddenly jutted out from between her shoulder blades, forcing Grendelle to pull it out of her body as though drawing it from it's sheath.<br/><br/>When all was said and down she was finally back to normal, huffing and panting from the effort. There was no evidence that she had been the hulking beast that assaulted the lizardmen, save for the fresh blood still coating her fingers. She was quick to erase this evidence though, taking a moment to lick each finger clean of it's red staining. Once she was presentable, more or less, Grendelle would peak around the corner, just in time to spot Valna letting one of the lizardfolk go. What the hell was she thinking? Growling low in her throat Grendelle ducked back around the corner and took up her sword. If that lizard man was allowed to live he'd no doubt go warn the others and come back in force, so she laid in wait for him. If the lizard man came down the hallway she would take him by surprise and free him of his head.