<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QseaRiy.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Khait</strong></span>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0f/Khait_%281%29.pdf)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Temple's front chamber, waiting on the assault<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Cardinal, Albron, Cricket, anyone in earshot<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: Belt of Giant Strength +2, Cloak of Resistance +1, Fiendish Resistance, Shield (spell: deflection), Bloodrage<br/><strong>Initiative</strong>: +2<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats:</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong>: 39 | 39 <strong>AC</strong>: 19 (<strong>T</strong>: 12, <strong>FF</strong>: 17) | <strong>CMD</strong>: 25<br/><strong>Speed</strong>: 40/x4 | <strong>Perception Bonus</strong>: +9<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells/Powers</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Spells per day</strong>: L1 : 2<br/><strong>Available Spells</strong>: Expeditious Retreat (L1), <del>Shield (L1) </del><br/><strong>Bloodrage Powers</strong>: Claws, Demonic Bulk<br/><strong>Bloodrage Rounds</strong>: 17/ 18 </div></div></div></div><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Base:<br/>Claw  +7   1d6+9<br/>Claw +7   1d6+9<br/>Bite +7   1d6+9<br/>Free Action: start Bloodrage (1 round.  17 rounds remaining) +4 Str, +4 Con, +2 Will, -2 AC (Spell effect: Shield offsets the AC penalty)<br/>Grow 1 size larger (Claw and Bite size range increased to 1 d8), Speed +10ft, Bestial Aspect +1 die damage type for claws<br/>^ Claw +9=22   1d10+11 = 14<br/>^ Claw +9=12   1d10+11= 17<br/>^ Bite +9=   19   1d8+11= 15<br/>^ Base Speed 50<br/>Also, now has reduced AC due to larger size.<br/></div></div><br/>The petite, copper-skinned girl assumes a half-crouch, her gleaming eyes fixed on the approaching warriors, watching as arrows fly by her face and the familar blur of combat ensues.  Seeming unshaken, and fully in control, it's not until a warrior steps before her and swings that she finally snaps... and the transformation is shocking.  With a sound like creaking, stretching leather and snapping bone, her body contorts and twists forth, and from her slender, empty hands, black talons spring out-- suddenly, her slim little form ripples with muscle, glistening in the dim light through the narrow windows, and she is twice her initial size-- so large that her head must and her shoulders must stoop in the low stairwell-- and she launches forth with a feral roar that quivers the breastbones of those before her.  Her tail thrashes about like her quarry beneath her as she rips and tears furiously at the mercenary who dared move into her reach, whole fistfuls of flesh and armor spattering the dust and wetting the ceiling as she rends wet lilly-shaped holes out of his gurgling body before silencing her roar in a wide-mouthed bite that snaps-to under his chin, prising his head up away from his torso and baring his veins and trachea.  Her fangs vice down in the ancient song of murder.