Zerth
First Post
"Ahhh! Can't I do anything right?" Amira curses as her ray goes wide, even if the target was so big. She files behind Menghil and touches his shoulder, healing some of his wounds. "Razeem, help Jagra!" she shouts to the mephit.
"Sure, sure. Me and what army?" Razeem quips back. "Here goes nothing!" The hasted mephit flies few circles in the air ending right in front of the chick threatening Jagra. He breathes dust and grit right into it's eyes hoping to blind it momentarily or at least give Jagra some time to flee.
OOC: My last CSW for this day on Menghil, healing 3d8+6. Razeem breathes at the chick chasing Jagra. 15 feet away, so no AoO. Damage a whooping 1d8, with DC 15 Ref save for half.
"Sure, sure. Me and what army?" Razeem quips back. "Here goes nothing!" The hasted mephit flies few circles in the air ending right in front of the chick threatening Jagra. He breathes dust and grit right into it's eyes hoping to blind it momentarily or at least give Jagra some time to flee.
OOC: My last CSW for this day on Menghil, healing 3d8+6. Razeem breathes at the chick chasing Jagra. 15 feet away, so no AoO. Damage a whooping 1d8, with DC 15 Ref save for half.