<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/21V9ZpL.jpg)  </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Mahsati, the Moon Whisper (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214888.msg13653077#msg13653077)</span><br/>Elven Feral Huntress (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1388650)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Hiding the kitchen with the scorpion Dreaming-Venom<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Khait, Albron, Denhala<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: Aspect: +2 Dex, +2 Strength; Barkskin; charged (current AC 19), Lead Blades<br/><strong>Initiative</strong>: +6 (currently +7)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats:</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong>: 28 | 31 <strong>AC</strong>: 18 (<strong>T</strong>: 14, <strong>FF</strong>: 14) | <strong>CMD</strong>: 19<br/><strong>Speed</strong>: 30 | <strong>Perception Bonus</strong>: +11<br/><strong>Spells</strong>: First: <del>4</del> 3  Second: <del>3</del> 0<br/><strong>Teamwork Feat</strong>: Spirit of the Corps</div></div><hr/><br/>Mahsati's eyes narrowed at the trio of villains holding in the center of the room, sneering as they neither committed to the battle nor ran from it, forcing her to do the same.  As their feeble first line dissolved into a pile of gruesome corpses, however, she decided the time had come.  She slipped around the door, then abandoned stealth for a strong grip on her blade.  She snapped forward in a signal the scorpion would react to.  She was no creature of honor.  Her war cry was silence, the whisper of the hunter that brings death without warning.<br/><br/>[Mahsati charges to L14, attacks rolling a 18 to hit, 13 damage.  Scorpion moves to K14]<br/>