ArcaneDesperado March 21 Doallyn McClare Character Sheet Male - Neutral Good - Human Wizard (High Conjurer) / Duskblade Initiative: +1 Hit Points: 13/13 Speed: 30 Armour Class: 14 Touch: 11 / Flat-footed: 13, Fort +3 / Ref +1 / Will +5 Base Attack Bonus: +1 Abilities: Str 10, Dex 12, Con 12, Int 17, Wis 12, Cha 14 Doallyn tried to use his sleeve to shield is mouth a bit as he coughed. The ultra heated air burning his lungs a bit. It was a familiar pain to how this whole situation started from the first time visiting the tavern. It has been engulfed in flames as well. He was a little more planned for it this time, but his physical limitations were still only human. Plus he still had a ways to get his magic up to where he'd be able to go hand-holding with a fire elemental. He knew he'd given the creature a bit of a long leash. It was probably why he was able to even call in in the first place. However it was enjoying its free reign a bit more than he'd have liked. At least he still have some sense of directing it. For now anyways. For now he shifted his weight back and moved back a bit weaving through the cinders on the tiles. The padding on his boots felt like it was partly melting on the floor and it felt sticky with his movements. Stopping at around twenty five feet roughly, he felt himself safe enough distance once again. Doallyn wanted to make sure that he still keep some sense of command if needed...if possible. However if he passed out from the lack of oxygen in the air, or burst into flame there wouldn't be any chance of control at all. Despite all the potential means of dying caused from the raging fire elemental there was a certain satisfied smile on the Summoner's face as the squeal echoed from within the flames.
ArcaneDesperado March 21 Doallyn McClare Character Sheet Male - Neutral Good - Human Wizard (High Conjurer) / Duskblade Initiative: +1 Hit Points: 13/13 Speed: 30 Armour Class: 14 Touch: 11 / Flat-footed: 13, Fort +3 / Ref +1 / Will +5 Base Attack Bonus: +1 Abilities: Str 10, Dex 12, Con 12, Int 17, Wis 12, Cha 14 Doallyn tried to use his sleeve to shield is mouth a bit as he coughed. The ultra heated air burning his lungs a bit. It was a familiar pain to how this whole situation started from the first time visiting the tavern. It has been engulfed in flames as well. He was a little more planned for it this time, but his physical limitations were still only human. Plus he still had a ways to get his magic up to where he'd be able to go hand-holding with a fire elemental. He knew he'd given the creature a bit of a long leash. It was probably why he was able to even call in in the first place. However it was enjoying its free reign a bit more than he'd have liked. At least he still have some sense of directing it. For now anyways. For now he shifted his weight back and moved back a bit shifting through the cinders on the tiles. The padding on his boots felt like it was partly melting on the floor and it felt sticky with his movements. Stopping at around twenty five feet roughly, he felt himself safe enough distance once again. Doallyn wanted to make sure that he still keep some sense of command if needed...if possible. However if he passed out from the lack of oxygen in the air, or burst into flame there wouldn't be any chance of control at all. Despite all the potential means of dying caused from the raging fire elemental there was a certain satisfied smile on the Summoner's face as the squeal echoed from within the flames.
