<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QseaRiy.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:Khait (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0f/Khait_%281%29.pdf)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Just outside the temple<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Surviving bandits<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: Belt of Giant Strength +2, Cloak of Resistance +1, Fiendish Resistance<br/><strong>Initiative</strong>: +2<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats:</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong>: 39 | 39 <strong>AC</strong>: 15 (<strong>T</strong>: 12, <strong>FF</strong>: 13) | <strong>CMD</strong>: 21<br/><strong>Speed</strong>: 40/x4 | <strong>Perception Bonus</strong>: +9<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells/Powers</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Spells per day</strong>: L1 - 2<br/><strong>Available Spells</strong>: Expeditious Retreat (L1), Shield (L1) <br/><strong>Bloodrage Powers</strong>: Claws, Demonic Bulk<br/><strong>Bloodrage Rounds</strong>: 18 / 18 </div></div></div></div><hr/><br/>When they arrive at the temple, Khait skids to a halt, seeming annoyed and frustrated by the flight more than afraid or unnerved at having watched their allies slaughtered.  "Damned cowards, using bows... hiding in the rocks... fighting on their stupid... horses..." she spits and curses in a vile tongue with her hands on her hips stalking back and forth as she tries, uselessly, to cover a few of their footprints by kicking over dust piles.  Her voice his husky with anger and frustration, and her luminous gold eyes seem alight with rage at the situation as they pan over the others.  "They will try to corner us in here, wear us down.  Fucking cowards."