<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Gh4zqwu.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Grendelle Modor (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328801.msg15717489#msg15717489)</strong></span><br/><hr/><strong>HP </strong>19/24 -<strong>Armor</strong>1 -<strong>XP</strong>1<br/><strong>Effects</strong>: Herculean appetite (pure destruction): roll 1d8+1d6 instead of 2d6<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: Hack and Slash: (d8) 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=154658) +  (d6) 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=154659) +2 = 12<br/>damage: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=154660)+1= 8<br/><hr/><br/>Grendelle's eyes widened as a seemingly literal wound is inflicted upon the world itself, her mind having no other way to describe the strange spacial rift before them. For a moment she is shocked, stunned, and even horrified by the hellish scene beyond the portal. It was a scene of indescribable hedonism, one that would look quite inviting if not for the demonic spectators.<br/><br/>However Grendelle was shaken free of her deer-like stillness when one of the demons rushed forth at them. When it's tail coiled around Valna she did not hesitate, leaping forward with sword in hand, "That's mine! Hands off!" she growled with the sharp anger of an animal protecting it's young, or perhaps it's food...Either way Valna was not his to defile, and the thought of him trying to take what was hers made her eyes glow hot with a desire to destroy him entirely. Raising her blade over head she would swing it down at the demon's tail, looking to sever his grip on her ankle.