<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.donmai.us/sample/1b/76/__lisa_genshin_impact_drawn_by_moshoko_mizuneroku__sample-1b760ca26ff54ce1d989da9d6b6baf50.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Name:</strong>Diabelle<br/><strong>Race/Class:</strong>Human Mage<br/><strong>HP:</strong>16 ;<strong>Armor:</strong>1 (Leather Armor)<br/><strong>Str:</strong>8 ;<strong>Dex:</strong>13 ;<strong>Con:</strong>12 ;<strong>Int:</strong>16 ;<strong>Wis:</strong>9 ;<strong>Cha:</strong>15<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Diabelle stood back up, her body still feeling the side effect of her magic running through her. She had to push that feeling aside as her body was being flirted with by stray winds and giving her the familiar thrill of exposure. But this was coupled with how her magic made her head a bit light headed, and it was hard to keep focus when such thrills cloud her mind. But she has to push through it and there would be plenty of time for savoring victory in all forms later. She needed to push her magic and she bit her lower lip in anticipation of it.<br/><br/><strong>"I can help with the statue darling. Hold off our unwelcome guests."</strong>She informed the other girls that were preparing for the fight. Thus she extended her arms and decided to turn this misfortune into a net positive. She called upon the high winds of the storm to try and lift the statue up. Beyond the Sanctuary, it would appear that the winds were stirring and the heavens darken with violent stormclouds. It grew in rage as the crackle of thunder and howling winds became the backdrop of an imminent battle.<br/><br/>A signature tell of her magic was that the stronger her magic she called upon, the heavens make their pleasures known to her.<strong>"I warn you all, this will become a bit blustery."</strong><br/><br/>Within the Sanctuary, Diabelle began to rise from the ground, her legs tucked beneath her as she extends her arms up to the heavens. Her voice rises in volume within the angry storm she was invoking. As her magic reached its peak, the statue began to budge, quiver and then her hands press forward to not just lift the statue but seize it with a violent thrust of terrible winds concentrated from her position. She knew she couldn't keep this up with her head clouded and her body feeling the mounting exertion of using her magics in dramatic fashion.<br/><br/>With that in mind the Stormwind mage wanted to place the statue back down on the other side of the bridge. To cut them off or even try and bowl over the others charging them. But before she could do so, her body gave a shudder and she decended back to the ground. The spell had moved the statue off the slime girl at least and away from her companions. Panting softly her hand was pressed over her breast as if to try and calm her beating heart. She positioned herself next to the statue to better provide cover for herself should another arrow be fired in their direction.<br/><br/>It was at this time, having been given a small taste, a spoonful of energy from Mings stir fry. She gave a soft sound of delight as the taste and abundant flavor courses over her palette. She was very spent and incredibly grateful for the small morsel.<strong>"Mmm... My dearest thanks lovely."</strong>It was a perfect pick me up to having exerted herself so.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Action Summary:</strong>Diabelle Casts a Spell to invoke a gust of intense wind to sweep over the statue and carry it aloft. The spell doesn't last very long is the drawback she takes. She moves next to the statue to take cover and receives a taste of Mings dungeon meal.<br/><br/>Diabelle makes her roll and gets a result of 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158729)