<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>: Temple's front chamber<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Mage, she hopes<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>: 16/18 </div></div></div></div><hr/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Free Action: continue Bloodrage (1 round.  15 rounds remaining) +4 Str, +4 Con, +2 Will, -2 AC (Spell effect: Shield offsets the AC penalty)<br/>Remain 1 size larger (Claw and Bite size range increased to 1 d8), Speed +10ft, Bestial Aspect +1 die damage type for claws<br/>Action: Combat Maneuver- grapple url=/forums/dicebot.php?r=114830]At 2018-03-01 22:59:07, icsyhyat (uid: 768) rolls: 1d20a9 Result: 16[/url] +2 for size, +2 for strength =20<br/></div></div><br/>After the briefest moment of confusion, Khait looks to the others near the entrance and gives a ludicrous eye-roll... without pupils, and grown to twice her normal size, the gesture is even more ludicrous as she simply snatches up the mage in her massive hands and like a rag doll and gives her a wringing twist.  "Had the MOON whisperer not ALREADY claimed you, I would PUNISH you for this SIMPLISTIC" squeeze "MORONIC behavior like the PRAT you are."  She holds the mage up toward her face, beginning to pick apart her clothes with one claw, as if a bored cat toying with a mouse.  It's unclear just how long she'll be satisfied with this distraction, as she may not settle for simple torment for long before succumbing to baser desires.  Her bloodlust is fierce, and in comparison to her hatred for the archers, it may be... insufficient.  "Call... the fucking... archers... or I will eat you."  She grins, a fence of razors, lifting the girl toward her face as she flinces away layers of protective robe and girding propriety.  "And then I will fuciking.  Eat.  You."