<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/layPk58.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Level</strong>: 1</td><td><strong>Xp</strong>: 0/8</td><td><strong>Coin</strong>: 0</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Armor</strong>: 1</td><td><strong>HP</strong>: 16/16</td><td><strong>Load</strong>: 8/9</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Sidika d'Vidya (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328801.msg15717178#msg15717178)</span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Base of the Cliffs<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><strong>Action:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Black Magic at the lead Gnoll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack: 2d6a2 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151551)<br/>Damage: 1d8 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151552)<br/>Tags: Reach, Elemental (Ice)</div></div><hr/><br/>Initially the witch was going to ask the blue-eyed brute known as Nin if she wished her to see if she wanted her to start a campfire to cook or at least reheat the haunch of meat she was waving about and mulling over whether the wild tales of healing waters would prove true prior to the call of an ambush from her companion. It didn't take much convincing from Grendelle for her to mount her broomstick and hover it into the opening that Valna had discovered.<br/><br/>She clicked her tongue,<strong>"They're comin' down upon us at a fair clip,"</strong>she said,<strong>"how did they even find us, we can't have left that much of a trail, lest they have a grudge against the reptiles of this place? Still, it'll nary matter if we're caught a'tween 'em."</strong><br/>From her slight vantage point she could see the daring Grendelle make the first move against the sleeping lizards to clear a path forward, so she may as well attempt to slow down those pursuing them from the rear.<br/><br/>Considering the dust they were kicking up the water here was sparse, but it did exist, it<em>must</em>exist even deep down in the earth beneath their feet. Her thighs clung to the stick she rode atop as tightly as they could to retain balance while her hands performed practised sigils, floating up ever so slightly for a better vantage point and speaking as softly as she could before the ground beneath the lead bandit's mount stepped in froze solid, trapping it in place. Hopefully suddenly enough for those behind it to crash into it, but it was unlikely they would be that fortunate.<br/><br/>Her farewell performed, she floated herself backwards after the rest of the group.