<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/92/d2/a1/92d2a172c9531280027117d4051d3651.jpg)</div>Sariel Moonwhisper (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300648.msg14714166#msg14714166)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Hauling his perky ass through the tunnel<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:  Anya, Cena<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 7/7<strong>AC</strong>: 16<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: Mage Armor<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>13<br/><hr/><br/>"Ugh, to think someone made this thing on purpose. Sort of..." Sariel's lip curled a bit in disgust, as he watched the two warriors try to fight it. He hadn't prepared many spells for combat before washing up on the shore, and from there he's not had time to study... but he does have a few. "Watch out for incoming rays!" he called out to the three women fighting the mass.<br/><br/>That warning delivered, he touched the tips of his thumb, middle, and pinky fingers together on each hand, keeping the first and ring fingers erect. He looked down between those four fingers, speakign again in elder elfish.<strong>"Helka, helka, babime; helka, helka, babime. Sí laré. Túl ó ar lasté... LILT!"</strong>Frost formed on the edges of his nails, and a needle-thin blue beam shot from his fingertips, growing wider and more fragmented, forming hundreds of icy needles in a tight cluster, to strike hte horror. His caution in not wanting to hit any of the women throws the aim off though, making the blast of frost splash harmlessly agaisnt a back wall.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Ray of Frost</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-04-07 04:05:34, Sariel (uid: 27361) rolls: 1d20k1a5 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=134829)<br/><br/>I swear this roller has not let me do anything in any game for two weeks</div></div>