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
Yahs is just about ready to head down toward the cells where there still seems to be fighting when she spots Celsior lying on the ground. With a curse she races over to the fallen elf. Not bothering to check to see if he was still alive or not, she simply grabs one of the remaining healing potions from her belt and quickly starts to pouring it into his mouth. She couldn't help but consider the irony that after all they'd been through on the beholder's world and traveling the Astral Sea, it is when they returned to the 'safety' of Fleet Headquarters that they were nearly killed.
OOC: Use Healing Potion on Celsior.
Healing