<div class="floatright">(http://i325.photobucket.com/albums/k388/eryrwyn/firre_zps18868f35.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Arath ap Synhwyriad</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=886316)<br/><strong>Status:</strong><em>Shield of faith</em>(+2 to AC)<br/><strong>HP</strong>19<br/><hr/><br/>An angry curse escaped the redhaired man's mouth when his head cleared enough to allow him to think. Where in the worlds was he? He remembered going to the Civic Festhall in Sigil to see the renowned demonspawn of Graz'zt and the performance that he had heard was a great success. That beautiful voice... and an even more beautiful, shapechanging form with midnight black skin and emerald green eyes, both being the testament of the Demon Prince father... He was hoping to see the performer in all its demonic glory, enjoy it and maybe... just maybe... meet afterwards. That would surely be a novel experience. And such a pleasant one. His plans, however, would have to wait, as the reality tore asunder when he entered the room and somehow got himself here. Arath looked around and realised this was no way the right time to think about the show. He must have been transported by some insidious spell - but why and by whom? And even more importantly, where? "For all that's good and beautiful, where in the universe am I?" he asked no one in particular, his voice as melodic as always. "I'm definitely not in Sigil anymore!" Spotting a couple of other individuals, including some kobolds and even stranger creatures, the celestial grabbed his weapon of choice - a longspear with a silvery head, and looked around, trying to work out some kind of a plan. Hearing the voice resounding in his head made him shake his head as he realised what was soon to come. He wondered if he could trust anyone around here to, at least, not to stab him in the back when he turned around.<br/><br/>The Sensate cried out a battle cry, calling upon Lugh's name to grant him protection, "Lugh Lámhfhada, give me your luck and skill in battle!" Preferring passion and action over thinking and passiveness, Arath sprang to his feet and moved closer to the kobolds, preparing for their attack.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Arath casts <em>Shield of faith</em> on himself and moves to the kobold closer to him to threaten everyone in 10' with his longspear (5' with his spiked gauntlet) with his two AoOs. Activating Power attack for -1 to hit, but +3 damage with my longspear (and +2 with the spiked gauntlet).<br/></div></div>