07-21-2020, 04:52 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-21-2020, 11:28 PM by Selina Parcellus.)
[OoC: In Selina's mind, Ning is a kobold. Related to dragons. It's not entirely out of the ordinary. Flight without (until recently) wings or a spell? Weeeeird. Anyway, post incoming.]
Selina notes the remaining creature's shrill cry and nods to herself, wincing slightly as her resolve weakens, allowing the damage she took to wash over her form in a slightly more...controlled circumstance. The others can handle the creature, even as it flees. Selina's ability in ranged combat was not very strong in the first place, but she also had to take care of Tomeal. She knew, without a doubt, that he wasn't himself, that he was being taken advantage of and he would likely feel terrible about anything he did to her or any of his companions. It wasn't his fault, Selina knew this. So she had to protect him from himself, even at her own expense. Sighing, she brings her hand up to gently clutch her holy symbol, praying to Selune to guide her actions. She was ready to take every attack he could send at her, ready to be the punching bag he needed to have until that annoying creature was removed from existence. She had the healing capability and the toughness for it. She was ready. Selina's prayer is answered as a gentle light, like a moonbeam, spreads through her form, healing herself for most of the damage she took from the twin-headed crocodilian.
[[Standard Action: Converts Avoid Planar Effects into Cure Moderate Wounds, targeting herself. As per the house rules, she regains 2x(1d4+4)+3 (her caster level) HP from it.]]
CMW:[2d4+11] = 5+11 = 16
Sighing pleasantly and able to breathe a bit more easily, she returns her focus to Tomeal. The others would be fine. He is her focus. She slips in front of him, shading the others from his view and gazing into his eyes once more, the Crusader gone, the gentle, caring priestess all he sees.
[[5' Step to F8]]
"Tomeal. I know you are still in there. I know this isn't who you are. I know that...thing is toying with your mind, as it attempted to with me. You know that I would never willingly hurt you and I know you took an oath to protect us...to protect me. So it is now my duty to protect you. Do not worry, I can take it. I am here for you, and with you."
Then...the Priestess of Selune braces herself, ready to take whatever pain the creature controlling Tomeal is planning for her.
[[No actions left.]]
[[OoC2: Off-topic...would you like me to take over Dog or do you still want him to be a DMPC/NPC?]]
Selina notes the remaining creature's shrill cry and nods to herself, wincing slightly as her resolve weakens, allowing the damage she took to wash over her form in a slightly more...controlled circumstance. The others can handle the creature, even as it flees. Selina's ability in ranged combat was not very strong in the first place, but she also had to take care of Tomeal. She knew, without a doubt, that he wasn't himself, that he was being taken advantage of and he would likely feel terrible about anything he did to her or any of his companions. It wasn't his fault, Selina knew this. So she had to protect him from himself, even at her own expense. Sighing, she brings her hand up to gently clutch her holy symbol, praying to Selune to guide her actions. She was ready to take every attack he could send at her, ready to be the punching bag he needed to have until that annoying creature was removed from existence. She had the healing capability and the toughness for it. She was ready. Selina's prayer is answered as a gentle light, like a moonbeam, spreads through her form, healing herself for most of the damage she took from the twin-headed crocodilian.
[[Standard Action: Converts Avoid Planar Effects into Cure Moderate Wounds, targeting herself. As per the house rules, she regains 2x(1d4+4)+3 (her caster level) HP from it.]]
CMW:[2d4+11] = 5+11 = 16
Sighing pleasantly and able to breathe a bit more easily, she returns her focus to Tomeal. The others would be fine. He is her focus. She slips in front of him, shading the others from his view and gazing into his eyes once more, the Crusader gone, the gentle, caring priestess all he sees.
[[5' Step to F8]]
"Tomeal. I know you are still in there. I know this isn't who you are. I know that...thing is toying with your mind, as it attempted to with me. You know that I would never willingly hurt you and I know you took an oath to protect us...to protect me. So it is now my duty to protect you. Do not worry, I can take it. I am here for you, and with you."
Then...the Priestess of Selune braces herself, ready to take whatever pain the creature controlling Tomeal is planning for her.
[[No actions left.]]
[[OoC2: Off-topic...would you like me to take over Dog or do you still want him to be a DMPC/NPC?]]