<div class="floatleft">(https://i.redd.it/p3nclh2pbdi11.png)</div>Name: Mavis Carrie Dorns (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1965485)<br/>HP: 8/8<br/>AC: 14 (FF: 10)<br/>Saves: Fort+2, Ref+3, Will+2<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Arcana At 2019-08-12 06:37:28, Yugishogun (uid: 42100) rolls: 1d20a7 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138554)</div></div>Tagging: The Party (Ellie and Elohim in particular), Gnomes, Kobolds, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Mavis gave a hard facepalm as the silly snake oracle attempted to justify that testing if your breasts were real was a worthwhile endeavor when there was clearly a combat situation to be dealt with! At least someone else in the party seemed get that when they moved out of the area of said battle. With her mental groaning at the situation though, she was rather caught off guard by the orange gnome's spell and didn't quite catch its exact nature. She wanted to just launch off another sleep spell, but the entire party was seeming to choose the nonviolent ideal despite the trigger-happy gnomes. Hence, she just kept out of the way and prepared in case things got even more chaotic.<br/><br/>(Taking Total Defense Action)