<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Yi5iOq8.png?1)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Shade (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2591600)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>27/27 -<strong>AC:</strong>16 -<strong>Ki:</strong>3/4<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Wis save: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=159518), attempting to break the chains again Athletics: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=159519)<br/><hr/><br/>(Tree)<em>"what?"</em>Shade squinted at the tree as it went on about the orcs thinking with their balls and making love, which didn't seem to have anything to do with what he asked. It had also been made explicitly clear that the orcs were out for death, regardless of what the deities represented.<br/><br/>Again the monk squinted, though this time from the dazzling ball of light that appeared above Darius's head. For a brief moment he felt soft whispers stroke over his mind, though they would find no purchase. Shaking off the weird sensation, he was left to watch as a mass of people began throwing themselves at each other, "making love" as the tree demon would put it, (everyone)<em>"what!?"</em>the bullish boy mentally exclaimed, completely and utterly confused about what was going on.<br/><br/>For a moment Shade just stared (respectfully), wide eyed and slack jawed, before he realized that this uh...<em>situation</em>had created another opening to try and free the tree. Again his demonic arms grabbed onto the chains and began trying to pry them apart.