<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e2/64/0c/e2640cf973ac6b6a975a3eef4b02b138.jpg)</div><strong>Meera Shatterstar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299038.msg14627319#msg14627319)</strong><br/><strong>HP:</strong>7 / 31<strong>Armor Class:</strong>15<strong>Touch Armor Class:</strong>13<strong>Flat Footed Armor Class:</strong>14<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=129501)<br/><strong>Speed:</strong>30ft<strong>CMD:</strong>19<strong>Saving Throws:</strong>Fort +5; Ref +3; Will +1<br/><strong>Raging:</strong>Yes (+4 Str, +4 Con, +2 Will, -2 AC)<strong>Rage Rounds Left:</strong>11 / 11<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everybooty<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Any normal person would react pretty badly to being slashed and gouged by pirates. It was a pretty normal response, she reckoned, panicking and screaming at seeing your blood coating somebody elses weapon, staining your clothes and the floor beneath your feet, watching as people who actively wanted to kill you screamed in your face with bloodlust in their eyes. It was a disconcerting position to be in for most people, to be certain, but then...Meera wasn't most people. She'd never been the best at deflecting other kids attacks, relying more on her raw toughness to keep her steady rather than any amount of armour or finesse. She'd always been the toughest kid on the block, taking more hits to go down, more effort to keep down, than anybody else. It came from running a farm pretty much on her own, y'know; her father was old, so most of the heavy lifting had fallen to her to the point where she was fairly certain that her biceps alone could serve to turn a weak knife slash without much issue.<br/><br/>But here she was, facing down people possibly as strong as she was, in greater numbers, who'd already hurt her twice. Another round of fighting like that, and she wasn't certain that she could keep on going. And that thought...it excited her. It thrilled her. The old rage that she'd been holding back for the fight, the bloodlust that fueled her quest for revenge...it bubbled to the surface. She looked at the wound in her shoulder where the axe had bitten into it, and her breathing turned shallow. She blinked. She looked up at the grinning pirate, in the middle of some limp-dicked insult. She blinked again. She felt it growing from her stomach, clawing at her throat, bubbling from her lips. She threw back her head...and she laughed. It was a manic, blood-curdling sound, shaking her whole body with its power.<strong>"If you're losing a dick-measuring competition with a crew'a women,"</strong>she cackled,<strong>"Y' lot were born with th' worlds cruelest handicap!"</strong><br/><br/>She cackled some more, her laughter devolving into an insane cacophany as the familiar thrum of battle filled her, rage at seeing her own blood, rage at the gall of these morons who thought that they could kill her. In the gloom of the newly conjured mist, she saw clearly, saw the shapes and figures and knew that she had the advantage. She laughed and laughed, her voice echoing through the gathering tendrils of fog...and then it stopped. Sharply, suddenly, without warning...it stopped. She took a breath as she focused on the pirate in front of her, eyes glinting with feral, bloodthirsty madness...and she screamed, spinning her axe above her head and bringing it around the side of the pirate with the aim to either take him off of the gangplank...or his torso from his legs. She was going to bathe in his blood by the end of the day.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">- Meera Rages as a Free Action.<br/><br/>- Meera Full Attacks the Pirate who just hit her with his axe after he got hit with her AoO.<br/>                              - Meera Rolls Attack: 1d20a7 Result: 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=129579)<br/>                              - Meera Rolls Damage: 1d12a12 Result: 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=129580)<br/><br/>- If somebody tries to move through her threatened area, she gives them an AoO, but would miss.<br/>                              - Meera Rolls Attack: 1d20a7 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=129581)<br/></div></div>