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Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 41/41 | AC: 22* | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield (4) 8/12 "Wrath is no replacement for skill at arms. Come." Matilde scowls, as she readies her sword again, though not advancing into any headlong charge. She was more than happy to let the fellow wear itself out upon her barrier instead, clashing shield and sword together to send lancing lightning down the narrow hall to provoke a charge. >>Electric Arc vs Mal and Ugly, DC 19 >Raise Shield

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 41/41 | AC: 20 | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield (4) 8/12, Encouraged "Hold still, all, but a moment. Iomedae should be able to mend our injuries when I ask." Matilde states, delaying retrieving her weapon and presenting her shield instead to make everyone hopefully feel better. >>>Heal

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 34/41 | AC: 20 | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield (4) 8/12, Encouraged Matilde absorbs the latest jarring blow upon her shield once more, as she is unable to properly avoid an attack while advancing. It does dissipate most of the hurt that caused, fortunately for her. However, she seemed to have failed to draw anyone's ire, much to her chagrin, causing her to consider her options as the enemies flooded past her armoured form. Healing was a tricky proposition while in close, so her best option was to free herself of that problem. Confidently dealing a vicious strike, she was about to focus her magic, when she saw the disgusting flying creature reappear, and found herself distractedly trying to puzzle it out, even as, instead of relying on magic, she jabbed her blade in the dirt, and quickly dabbed a salve over Syhlas' bruises. After all, her foes were all at a distance now... >Strike >Recall Knowledge ()Drop Sword >Battle Medicine Syhlas

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 36/41 | AC: 22* | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield (4) 10/12 Looking quite alarmed at the latest turn of events, Matilde raises her shield and plunges into the fray, trying to draw attention away from Renali and hopefully avoid further injury to her, even as she tried to bring her blade down on a pincered Charau-ka. >Raise Shield >Stride 1 N, 1 NE >Strike

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 36/41 | AC: 20 | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield (4) 10/12 "Came through, but broken now? And the Mwangi...I suppose that explains why we've seen so many odd things in the area." Matilde looks concerned, even as she heeded the woman's explanation of her origins. Not particularly sensing hostility, she keeps her own shield lowered, and her blade at the side. "I'm not sure we've really formulated any actual intentions towards the Cinderclaws, though they have certainly directed hostile intentions towards us so far...and we've had to defend ourselves. At this point, if they continue to disdain conversing with us, I do not see if we have much choice apart from intending to send them back from whence they came. But if the portal is broken..."

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 36/41 | AC: 20 | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield (4) 10/12 Matilde had fallen behind a little, as she was trying to shake clean the length of her rapier, a little startled at how deepy the much lighter weapon had penetrated, and how much gore it had pulled out in the process. Resisting the urge to try and wipe it down on some of her uniform, she glanced around to notice the others heading away, and grumbled briefly under her breath until she got there and realized they were having a discussion with an unfamiliar individual that did not sound like Voz. "Oh, we are doing introductions? Ah...Matilde of Breachill. I serve Iomedae and...that's it, I guess." She blushes, a little flustered at the lack of any kind of order she was part of currently that she might indicate, though perhaps the colouring was hidden by her auburn locks. The strapping young lass stood there in her gilded armour that was blazoned by a tabard that indicated the emblems of her faith, patiently waiting for the explanation Arionne and Vharag had requested.

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 36/41 | AC: 20 | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield (4) 10/12 Matilde raises her new blade to get into the thick of the fighting herself, even as she tries to avoid getting caught up in the webs. She could zap the creatures, yes, but she certainly did not feel comfortable with the idea of leaving Arionne out there at the fore alone, and so she came forth to hack at the spiders herself. She throws her whole weight into the thrust, charging home with the weapon almost like a lance, that it takes a lot of work to pull out, such that her second effort to poke at the spiders was very weighted down by the gore she'd drawn... >Stride 3 N, 1 NE >Strike vs Tix 1 >Strike 2 vs Tix 1

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 36/41 | AC: 20 | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield (4) 10/12 Matilde lays her sword down near by, as she lets the others explore the camp. She made to tend to the nasty chop she'd received in the fight. After all, they seemed to have found talk of elves and their gods. Not particularly a subject she was familiar with...or a language she could read. Still, the distraction of listening to the others share what they had found hopefully numbed the ache enough as she tried to strap on some bandages.

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 28/41 | AC: 20 | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield (4) 10/12, Enfeebled 1 The redhead frantically whirls about in a frantic dance of parrying and fencing, gasping for breath as she is assailed on both sides. She doesn't manage to block or dodge everything, but her armour does the rest, though she can still feel herself a little staggered by the initial hatchet blow. She doesn't quite notice the initial efforts of one of the spell workers to unnerve her, so busy was she, but then a spell washes over her again... She feels herself becoming a little sluggish. Even so, she couldn't let the flailing attacks continued upon her remain an answered. Spotting a chance, she stepped in and thrust the unfamiliar blade again, encouraged by the result of her first effort with the weapon. She feels the weariness on her limbs though, and the thrust proves lackluster. Flustered, she then draws back and clashes her bracers as she had learned to do prior, sending lightning instead to rattle the two foes still before her. >Strike >Electric Arc Both, DC 19 Basic Reflex

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 28/41 | AC: 22* | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield (4) 10/12 Matilde was warily eyeing their new comrade. She supposed she ought to give them the benefit of the doubt for now, if Syhlas was speaking up for them, you never knew if this was some sort of scheme. Voz seemed like the crafty sort, and you never knew if this was some scheme to fend off justice for another day. She shares with them her name, and she supposed her Iomedaean tabard introduced much else about her beyond that, but she decided to leave further conversation until her own trust was earned. Thus were her thoughts somewhat distracted when she turned a corner, and magic started being flung her way, and while it was more bothersome than truly painful, she winces as she barely turns aside a hurled spear, and she only manages to side step one hatchet swing before a second one smashed into her cuirass. As she noticed summoned flora starting to try to pin her legs, she knew she had to get out of the unnatural greenery, and thus warily rushed behind her first assailant, before turning about to thrust her new and unaccustomedly keen blade at it, wondering briefly if she should have taken the time to practice with the new weapon. Realizing she'd put herself deeper amongst enemy ranks, she then turns about to present her shield as the first target. < Shield Block Spear (-4 Damage. Matilde and Shield both take 2) > Stride 1 NE, 1 SE, 1 S > Strike Enemy to NW (Attack Roll should be 26, ignore first damage roll, its got incorrect number) > Raise Shield

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 41/41 | AC: 22* | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield 12/12, Matilde stepped back away from the ladder, after hearing Arionne's command and also the mercenary head's call for a cessation of combat. She did keep her blade ready though, just in case they thought to break the brief truce. She also didn't want a tossed bow to accidentally land on her head. She did continue to silently glower, unsure if the mercenaries would indeed surrender, though considering how quickly their companions had broken away from the battle, perhaps they really were just here for the easy coin. She supposed she couldn't particularly begrudge them that, even if her faith looked down on the idea of waging battle for mere coin. It wasn't inherently evil though, so she could only stare at them disapprovingly.

Matilde Canossa () Human Cleric 3 HP: 41/41 | AC: 22* | Perception: +9 | Fort: +11 | Ref: +9 | Will: +7 | Speed: 25 ft. Active Conditions: Shield 12/12, Having started to ease up after the fall of the bandit leader, Matilde tensed again when more arrows clanked off her armour. The redhead stomps over to the ladder going up, and demands, putting a hand on her hip. "Your leader is felled. Stop with the arrows, or I will get up there and hurl you off." >Stride (2 NE, 1 N) >Demoralize >Raise Shield