<div class="floatright">(http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h289/masta_loki/Morrigan_concept_icon.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Desh Swaileh</span></strong><br/>HP: 26/26, AC 22 (+2 vs chaos), Init +3, Saves 4/5/9 (+2 vs chaos)<br/>Channels: 4/6, Surges: 3?/5<br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=13979)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spell List</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><br/><strong>0 -</strong>: Dancing Lights, Daze, Guidance, Touch of Fatigue<br/><strong>1 -</strong>: <del>Cure Light Wounds</del>, Hex Vulnerability, Produce Flame, <del>Protection from Chaos</del>, Color Spray<br/><strong> 2 -</strong>: Cure Moderate Wounds, Aid, Hypnotic Pattern</span></div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Desh’s eyes went wide as Dellim’s power was made manifest through the tree, humbled by the forces he brought to bear even though it seemed to come at a significant cost.  Sundafyllir’s barbed words drew her attention away from the tree and struck her deeper than she let on; the threats far made personal having known the distant ties that link them.<strong>”We can hardly have you being the thorn in our side, so I suppose it would be best to strike you down now.”</strong>One of her clawed hands would draw the crossbow from her hip while the other would become engulfed in flame.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Cast produce flame &amp; draw crossbow<br/></div></div>