<em><strong>Faedra Crimson, Elven Wizard (5) (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8884)</strong></em><br/><em>Hit Points:  31/31 || Armor Class: 15 (Touch 14, Flat-Footed 12) || Fort: +2, Ref: +4, Will: +5</em><br/><strong><em>Spells Prepared:</em></strong><br/><em><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Cantrips:</strong></span> Detect Magic, Light, Ray of Frost, Prestidigitation, <span class="bbc_u"><strong>1st-Level Spells:</strong></span> Mage Armor, Shield, Enlarge Person, Magic Missile, Magic Missile, <span class="bbc_u"><strong>2nd-Level Spells:</strong></span> Blur, Bull's Strength, Acid Arrow, Acid Arrow, <span class="bbc_u"><strong>3rd-Level Spells:</strong></span> <del>Haste</del>, Fireball</em><br/><hr/><br/>Faedra reached her hand out to touch the barbarian's arm and spoke a short few words, her eyes narrowed, her mind focused as she cast her next spell, speaking the chant fast.<strong>"Mirrored by smoke, distorted by sight, let the eyes of the fools fail to see right!"</strong>Sinking her spell into the barbarian's flesh to try and blur the figure of Kreios hoping to make him that much harder to land a hit on, and with the barbarian angry and hasted, she hoped that would play in her favor as well.<br/><br/>She had more spells to boost him with but adding to his speed and his defence first, especially in a defensive stance, she felt she was free to turn to more damaging magic next.