<div class="floatleft">(https://67.media.tumblr.com/ed0c1c51b6662cda0ef7f92a4c723980/tumblr_odm1t15VXw1utyn51o1_1280.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Sella Lampwick</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=256432.msg12667760#msg12667760)<br/><hr/><br/>Sella stood for a moment, looking flat-out flabbergasted at the scene before her. Regiments of rat rapscallions vs. inebriated inn-dwellers and... Tentacles? "Well... I knew what i was getting into," she murmured to herself, setting her fingers to strings, watching the situation for a moment. Instead of raucous fight music, what pours from her guitar is a slow lullaby (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrDTuXyph20), accompanied not by words, but her sweet humming tone. Her chocolate-brown eyes can over the madness of the drunken rats as she plays, willing her music to weave around them, pull them down, down into slumber.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Casting Sleep, obviously. DC 13<br/>At 2016-11-06 01:36:42, Sella (uid: 27361) rolls: 5d8 Result: 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=96761)<br/>So, 19 hit points worth of creatures, from lowest HP to highest HP, are going to be falling asleep for a full minute.</div></div>