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: 1/4
This time the plasmoid expects the gith to pop into existence right next to her. She is not surprised. She is not amused. Her eye stalks glance at the head dangling from the gith's belt and a door opens within her mind. A door leading to a place of broken towers, rubble strewn streets, and a burning, demon-filled sky. For just a moment she looks down to find a trio of heads similarly dangling from her own belt. One smiles back at her, while another just looks constipated, the third, too battered and bedraggled to even tell what, better yet who it was, stares blindly into the distance. As quickly as it comes, the vision vanishes. But inside the plasmoid something deadly clicks into place. This momentary desire for lethality races through her system and Yahs unleashes that pain upon her foe. Mop, pod, and black, life draining energy converge in one moment upon the gith.
Mop Attack
Mop Damage
Flurry Attack #1
Flurry Damage
Flurry Attack #2
Flurry +Necro Damage