<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/83xLMDD.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Orlith Belgoria (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303516.msg14823482#msg14823482)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>: 38/38<strong>Status</strong>: kinetic- sword fire, +1d6 dam, 20ft light bright, 20ft dim<br/><strong>AC</strong>:  14/14<strong>Tagging</strong>: everyone<br/><br/><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>perception check, channel energy: kinetic, Thaumaturgy (https://roll20.net/compendium/dnd5e/Thaumaturgy#content) cantrip to make fire brighter for 1 minute<br/><strong>Roll:</strong>Perception: 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=138114)<br/><strong>damage:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Orlith's nose scrunched slightly at the smell of the decomposing body. For as violent as her way of living had been up on the Ice Steppe, she wasn't actually that familiar with the smell of rotting flesh, as the sheer cold prevented most corpses from decomposing. So it was a relatively new experience, the smell of spoiling flesh, one she didn't want much part in, so she opted to walk past the corpse to let Kayla investigate it instead.<br/><br/>"I think we'll see that notion put to the test" Orlith called down to Selena with a smirk, affectionately patting her head as she drew her great sword. They've yet to see just how this place compared to any of their homelands, treacherous as they both were, "Brüsc..." she spoke softly, the flames guarding her body fading to instead wreathe her blade, these flames actually burning hot and casting an even further light. Reaching into her inborn magic the Ifritian lifted her blade over head and used the power of thaumaturgy to make the flames shine even brighter, hoping to cast a light over the entire room, or at least reveal whatever the source of the noise was from a safer distance.