<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/af/53/97/af53972f7ba97cea1c6bf7b2c2a60aa7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Alaya Kalish</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328790.msg15788327#msg15788327)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>105 / 105<strong>AC:</strong>32<strong>Flat-Footed:</strong>26<strong>Touch:</strong>26<strong>CMD:</strong>36<br/><strong>Immune:</strong>Mental Control, EG Charm & Compulsion<br/><strong>Other:</strong>Ranged Attacks suffer 30% Miss Chance<br/><br/><hr/><br/>So. Good news, bad news. The good news was that the weird creatures below her were no longer targeting the poor priestess, and she was able to escape largely unscathed. A rape like that was likely to leave numerous psychological scars, especially given the brutality and unexpected nature of the assault, but at the very least...she had her life. That was not a small thing. And if they managed to repel the invaders, then she wouldn't be at risk of being dragged off to become a breeding slave for the rest of her life, which again, was a victory. The bad news was that these troll-ogre-things seemed to be smart enough to know that staying out in the open was a bad idea. The one she'd injured tried to duck behind a nearby carriage - which was cute, if pointless - whilst two of the others tried to smash their way into nearby houses to presumably look for more prey and cut off the advantage that she and N'dara held. She gave N'dara a quick, jovial wave, before a whispered warning in her head from her little companion prompted her to duck backwards out of the way of a crossbow bolt that came sailing into the air towards her. She glowered a little, turning her attention back on the trolgres - was that what they were called? Screw it, it was now - below her.<br/><br/>Fire had clearly done some amount of damage, it just hadn't stopped their regeneration. That could prove to be troublesome when it came to putting them down permanently, but one thing at a time. First, they take out the beasties so they're not moving.<em>Then</em>they worry about how to remove their regeneration. Alaya found that removing the head was often enough to dissuade them from healing, but with the Tyrant's little toys, you never did know for certain. But Step One was just eliminating their immediate threat, at the very least, and she could worry about the rest later. Her eye swept over the battlefield critically, trying to work out how best to handle this awkward situation. She could only really reliably target one creature at a time with her standard blast, and landing to engage in melee was - as her Master would say - rather unwise, considering the Trollgre's advantage in raw physical power. She had to play it smart, but were they close enough to hit all at once? She charged up her Kinetic Blast, and focused her power, launching her newest assault after moving into a better position to get a line of sight on all involved. It looked like most of them were too spread out for her to hit all of them at once, which was frustrating, but alas...it happened. So...focus fire on one to bring it down, then move on to the next one. She could do that.<br/><br/>She had to take them all out quickly, for the good of the city, and the people who lived there. Shadowspire might not be perfect, but it was her new home, the city that had welcomed her in after her exile, and she wasn't about to let it go to the dogs. Or the Trollgres, as the case may be. She hoped that her Darling would arrive soon, too; four on two were never good odds, and the more backup she had to deal with these creatures - especially if they split up - the better. She couldn't let any of them escape, lest they slip away into the side streets when the battle was done and cause more issues later. The last thing they needed was a Trollgre stalking the streets, kidnapping random young women and using them until they broke. For one, that was awful. For another, the local guards would not be anywhere near equipped well enough to deal with them. Which of course meant that these creatures had to die...and now. Her eyes blazed with a dark green fire as she felt her energy pouring off of her body, her hair flickering like a living flame. She directed her power at the injured beast trying to cower behind the carriage, fire leaping from her hands in a gout of irresistible flame and power, streaking through the air towards him. She hoped that he'd enjoyed raping that poor woman, because if she had her way...it would be the last fuck he ever had.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/><strong>1)</strong> Alaya uses a Move Action to shift position into a more advantageous location. <br/><br/><strong>2)</strong> Alaya makes a standard Burning Infusion Blast against the injured Trollgre. <br/><br/><em>To Hit:</em> 41 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=152597), Natural Twenty. <br/><em>To Confirm:</em> 39 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=152598) Vs Touch AC.<br/><em>Damage:</em> 66 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=152599) Fire Damage.<br/>DC22 Reflex Save or take 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=152600) Fire Damage and catch on fire.<br/></div></div>