<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/Sresk.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Sresk</span></span>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2446598)<br/><hr/><em>Lvl 5 Female Skinwalker Monk/Bloodrager</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>50/65<br/><strong>AC:</strong>14<strong>Touch:</strong>13<strong>FF:</strong>16<strong>CMD:</strong>22<strong>FCMD:</strong>21<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>0<strong>Bloodrage Rounds</strong>10/13<br/><strong>Spell Slots Lvl 1</strong>1/2<strong>Bonus slots</strong>2/2<br/><strong>Temp Effects:</strong>Shifting (+2 str, 60' Darkvision, Swimspeed 30')<br/><hr/><br/>Having her blow meet only thick scale and do no damage has Sresk dropping into a crouch, arms held open and claws spread wide as a snarl hisses from her and her glowing gaze glares up at the beast. The burst of fire splashing against the snake has her crouching lower even as the beast's strike against Telamon adds a deep rumble to her snarl. When Sophia and Grim's axes swung out and cleaved into the beast, even managing to divest it of its head she pauses. Glancing between the two she slowly stands up, the glow fading from her eyes and the dark tint fading from her scales. As her claws shrink into fingers she reaches up and pokes at the puncture marks in her shoulder, a frown curling her lips as she stares at the blood staining her fingers.<br/><br/>Telamon's words draw a smirk from her and she twists around to face the others, her gaze landing on Silvy. "Telamon's right though. Thank you W..." Her words cut off and her gaze flicks to Sophia before turning back to Silvy, eyes narrowed and head tilted slightly as she ponders the lushly curved witch. Thank you... Silvy." She takes a few steps up the beach towards the camp before pausing and turning to Silvy with a smirk, gaze flicking to Grim and his bare cock before she tilts her head towards the large ork. "Best take care with that snake. Might find yourself impaled and filled with children before us."<br/><br/>Sophia's brief speech and concerned words have her waving towards the leader, hand pointing towards Telamon even as she turns to grin at Muriel. "Don't feel the venom so check our friend first. He was bitten more then me."<br/><br/>Continuing back to the camp she moves past the fire and into the trees before coming to a stop before Talai, her body stilling as her emerald gaze locks on the waif and just stares. After a few heartbeats a small smile curls her lip and she raises a hand to hold out towards the pale one. "You are powerful. And could have run. But didn't. Thank you."<br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong><br/><br/><br/>