Yahs Anirys Plasmoid Monk (Way of Mercy) 4 CG
AC: 16 | HP: 32/32 | HD: 3/3 | PP: 13 | Inspiration: No | Speed: 40 ft | GP: 60
Str 11 (0) Dex 18 (4) Con 12 (1) Wis 16 (3) Int 11 (0) Cha 9 (-1)
Attacks: Spear (P)1d20+6;1d6+4 | Unarmed(B) 1d20+6;1d4+4 | Sling(B)1d20+6;1d4+4 | Quarterstaff-Mop(B) 1d20+6;1d6+4
Magic: Sacred Flame (DEX vs DC13; 1d8) | Shield of Faith(Bonus; +2AC) | Ki Pool: 2/4
From behind the battered of the docking area and several useless crates of Scramsax Delights Citrus Burst Fruit Cocktail, Yahs hears the metallic plunk of the grenade and flattens herself even further. The move protects her from the worst of the explosive's harm although the shockwave batters her liquid form creating an odd rippling wave to roil across her body. As her nose slowly flows up and around her head and down her back, a pair of nearby cadets turn a deep shade of green before sending their morning breakfast spewing down into the new Academy Landing Pad Skylight.
With the near annihilation of Mr. Biggleworth, several angry mews erupt from the padded pack Yahs had been using to carry the kittens as she helped them case....errrr....gave them a friendly tour of the Academy. Seeing that this seemed like the very thing she and Lou had been training the single-eyed felines for, she flips open the knapsack flap and points at the pair of heavily armed giffs.
"For Cindy Clawford! Destroy the intruders!" She yells to the laser armed fluff balls. "Before they destroy all the damned treats!"
She then ducks back down to avoid both the giffs and her feline allies.
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