<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/584410753642004509/584443152916807680/ea671041000d49d066b67f71ccfd8d5d.png)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Arywn Gray</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/><strong>HP:</strong> 32/32<br/><strong>AC:</strong> 18<br/><strong>Init:</strong> 0<br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong> 10 <br/><strong>Spell Slots: LVL 1</strong> – 3</div></div></div></div><br/>Despite his own miss, the ogre couldn't take advantage and, after being damaged heavily by an array of fire bolts and crossbow bolts, his angered retaliating hit towards Arywn was handily shrugged away by his shield. It was then that he felt something soft push against his back, a sultry female voice filling his ears. The hands around his waist started to feel warm and he started to feel reinvigorated as his damage was healed. Arywn felt those same hands go down to caress his crotch momentarily before retreating.<br/><br/>A slight blush was on his face, not expecting to be touched in such a manner in the midst of battle but he turned towards the Aarakorca and nodded, expressing his gratitude as best as he could for the moment. He'd have to thank her properly after all was over. Now that he was healed and in a perfect position to strike, his sword came down to slash the ogre's side but once again it bounced off harmlessly. Arywn cursed but at least he was lucky to be accompanied by two others that were handling themselves excellently.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack: 9</div></div>