<div class="floatleft">Han Ming-Fu (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2318621)<br/>(https://i.gyazo.com/789772ede28173cb214f86fff115c5d3.jpg) (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2318621)</div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC Notations</div><div class="spoiler_body">I rolled a 20 Initiative.  Ming's gonna share her knowledge with the others as soon as she can legitimately make her check.  Then she'll start her Bardic Performance Dissonance, -1 to all nondamage-rolls for enemies within 30', DC 16 Will to resist. </div></div>.<br/><br/>Ming-Fu was ready with weapons in hand, her elemental stance already active, gaze straining ahead to see what was making the awful grating sounds.  When the light flashed on, she let her eyes open wide and whispered to her comrades what she knew of the foes that opposed them ahead.<br/><br/>"By the Heaven Handmaidens' heavy heaving haversacks!!!  Those are...."<br/><br/><strong>(EDITED to add new information)</strong><br/><br/>"Undead!  They are undead worms that invade through the mouth!  Ware their tongues!  They will sap your strength and will!  Weapons will cut and smash them, pierce them just as normal, but those host bodies are dead and no longer behave as the living!  Beware!"