<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/kC9ynp4.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Faybyn Stronghollow (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2490620)</span></strong></span><br/>Shifter (F) Warlock  (6'4 230lb.)<br/><strong>AC:</strong>14<strong>HP:</strong>9/9 (temp: 2)<strong>Passive Perception:</strong>13<strong>Spell Slots:</strong>1/1<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>shift: 40ft. speed, +2 temp hp<br/><hr/><br/>Faybyn gave a relieved sigh at the wizard's revelation. The door was still open and their rescue was already complete. It seemed that this little detour was mercifully straightforward, and they'd be able to proceed with their actual task for the wizard without any further distractions.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>*horrible old man shrieks*</em></div><br/>Well...that was a naive assumption wasn't it?<br/><br/>Eye widening, Faybyn sprung to action as quickly as she could. With a bestial growl, her body shifted, her hair growing longer and more ragged, her teeth lengthening into fangs and her nails on both her hands and feet becoming claws, a tail extended from a pre-cut hole in the back of her armor, and even her musculature subtly remolded itself, becoming tighter and leaner. Faybyn sprinted forward with unnatural, panther-like speed, trying to reach the portal before it closed.<br/><br/>Alas even with her enhanced speed she was not fast enough, colliding with the study doors just as they slammed shut, "grah! dammit!" she growled, "Scepter! Scepter!"<br/><hr/><br/>GM Notice: bonus action to shift to her bestial form<br/>