<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><strong>Anasil</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=283007.msg13922040#msg13922040)</div>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b0/18/07/b01807af8707b2e388faf0e21e6879f8.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Quick stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>HP:</strong> 288/288 <strong>AC:</strong>65 <strong>Ini:</strong>+10<br/><strong>Spot</strong>+27, <strong>Listen</strong>+27<br/>Darkvision 60', Low-light vision<br/><strong>Buffs:</strong> Align Weapon(Good), Attune Form, Barkskin, Death Ward, Fireshield (deal sonic, protect cold), Ghost Touch Weapon, Greater Mage Armor, Heart of Air, Heart of Earth, Heart of Fire, Heart of Water, Pass without Trace, Resist Energy (Fire), Resonating Resistance, Sheltered Vitality, Shield, Sublime Revelry, Superior Resistance<br/><strong>Notes:</strong> Immune to Critical Hits and Sneak Attack</div></div></div></div></div><br/>Standing tall in her fey form, the look on the faces of those just before they vanished brought a warm smile to the archfiend's face. Anasil laughed at the rapid turn of the tides of war. Demonic dead spilled blood across the soul infested hellscape of the infernal wastes. "I must say I was expecting at least one to survive. It appears you've only brought me a few thousand pieces of chaff to face the reaper. I'll give the leader a moment to show himself before I carve up the rest of his command." She mused, holding out one hand towards the enemy forces.<br/><br/>Sixty four skeletons rose from the ground and rushed the enemy forces, even flinging themselves into the reverse gravity field to slam into the demons stuck inside of it in a suicidal rush. It may have looked fruitless, even silly, at first with such weak undead charging with concern into the claws and weaponry of stronger foes or trying to ram them like living missiles. Fruitless until the first of them started to die. Every one of them exploded in a wave of negative energy as they were struck down, drawing life out from any demon nearby and reinvigorating the wraiths should any of them be struck by the suicidal bony minions.<br/><br/>Gripping her blade and casually strolling across the evolving battlefield, she looked out over the demonic horde and pulled the locations of where the other cerebriliths would be from their former comrades. "Come now Brymril, surely you're not afraid to come fight one little fey?" She taunted out towards the enemy army, giving him at least a few moments to arrive before she'd begin her cerebrilith hunt.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Casting Plague of Undead to summon sixty four 1 hit die skeletons with +4 str and 16 hp each. They each explode in a 10' ball of 1d6 negative energy, save for half. It's not much individually but there are 64 dice worth of them crashing into and disrupting movement for any demons they can. The're trying to ram or dive bomb enemies with the reverse gravity and any that aren't in the field actively provoke while the swing and approach to spread the explosions around as many demons as possible.<br/></div></div>