<strong>Name</strong>: Magister Elrune Eldritch (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg14155035#msg14155035)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Group 4, open<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Superior purple.<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 17/17,<strong>XP</strong>: 0/8,<strong>Armor</strong>: 0<br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/20/ElruneEldritch.jpg)</div><hr/><br/>The proud elf had always shunned the art of evocation for its lack of finesse -- to strike at enemies with such magics was too reminiscent of physical combat, which was a servant's task. Far more elegant to bring his foes under his sway, to show them their greatest fears and send them reeling.<br/><br/>But there was a fatal flaw with this approach, one that he had not considered, when he was still sitting in a cozy office chair and pouring over ancient administrative tomes: such magics only worked against one target and were entirely unpractical when faces against overwhelming odds. And it was the only one he currently had in his repertoire!<br/><br/>A feeling of dread rose in Elrune as he stared hatefully at the three moth creatures that were now encircling him, forcing him to retreat -- until his back was up against a tree.<br/><br/>There wasn't much he could do. He could attempt to cast the same spell, but in doing so, he would open himself to attack -- even if it succeeded and he managed to force his target to flee, there were still two others to assault him whilst he was defenseless. Gritting his teeth, he pulled his dagger free from its scabbard and brandished it in their general direction.<br/><br/>If he couldn't think of something or one of the sex-addled fools he was traveling with managed to come to his assistance, prospects were bleak. "If one of you could rub two braincells together for a moment and use a measure of tactics," Elrune enunciated as hastily as he could,  never having been very skilled at brevity, "I could work much better without these monsters harrying me!"<br/><br/>Phase one accomplished, he raised his dagger and prepared himself to strike, his muscles tightening beneath his robe -- until, he he seemed to hear something, blinked and looked up. "Oh no," he cried out and with widened eyes pretended to relax his guard. "A naga!"<br/><br/>And then he pushed himself off of the tree and forwards, trying to break through his three assailants -- hopefully with the prospect of some assistance on the horizon. He'd asked for it as politely as he could find it in himself to be, after all! Surely these buffoons would practically fall over themselves to aid him!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Action</div><div class="spoiler_body">Elrune attempts to trick the Moths so that he can break through their group and unite with some of the other party members.<br/><strong>Defy Danger (Agility):</strong> At 2018-06-18 15:18:17, Elrune Eldritch (uid: 38603) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=121754)</div></div>