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 Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 +5*=19 | HP: 22/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Lulani's face faltered for a moment as she felt the grey-skinned man's magic reaching for her mind. Then his fallen orc friend seemed to move. No doubt Necormancy. She shivered a bit, the thought of fighting dead people gave her the creeps. They might have worms and maggots! Her face was fully contorted into disgust. This man certainly seemed more of a threat than the dead ... now moving orc was... is? Spears went soaring towards her, "No." , her simple words full of power. The spears seem to hit a shadowy force around Lulani and fall harmlessly on the floor. The pale man hits the floor, yet the armored guys were still up and about. This was looking a bit worse than it did before, perhaps they could still act while their master was dead? Maybe there was someone else?

She groans. She was going to have to move. Lulani seems to become black smoke, a distant sound of cawing seems to echo out, and she seems to float between the space of the orc and the armored undead. With the grey man down, Lu saunters over to the other allies. She is worried about the grey man getting back up, but would prefer to be closer to the others as opposed to further away. She turns and points to the guy south of her, the crackling sound splitting the air once more and heading straight for the armored undead man.

 Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 +5*=19 | HP: 22/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Lulani's face faltered for a moment as she felt the grey-skinned man's magic reaching for her mind. Then his fallen orc friend seemed to move. No doubt Necormancy. She shivered a bit, the thought of fighting dead people gave her the creeps. They might have worms and maggots! Her face was fully contorted into disgust. This man certainly seemed more of a threat than the dead ... now moving orc was... is? Spears went soaring towards her, "No." , her simple words full of power. The spears seem to hit a shadowy force around Lulani and fall harmlessly on the floor. The pale man hits the floor, yet the armored guys were still up and about. This was looking a bit worse than it did before, perhaps they could still act while their master was dead? Maybe there was someone else?

She groans. She was going to have to move. Lulani seems to become black smoke, a distant sound of cawing seems to echo out, and she seems to float between the space of the orc and the armored undead. With the grey man down, Lu saunters over to the other allies. She is worried about the grey man getting back up, but would prefer to be closer to the others as opposed to further away. She turns and points to the guy south of her, the crackling sound splitting the air once more and heading straight for the armored undead man.

 Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 +5*=19 | HP: 22/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Lulani's face faltered for a moment as she felt the grey-skinned man's magic reaching for her mind. Then his fallen orc friend seemed to move. No doubt Necormancy. She shivered a bit, the thought of fighting dead people gave her the creeps. They might have worms and maggots! Her face was fully contorted into disgust. This man certainly seemed more of a threat than the dead ... now moving orc was... is? Spears went soaring towards her, "No." , her simple words full of power. The spears seem to hit a shadowy force around Lulani and fall harmlessly on the floor. The pale man hits the floor, yet the armored guys were still up and about. This was looking a bit worse than it did before, perhaps they could still act while their master was dead? Maybe there was someone else?

She groans. She was going to have to move. Lulani seems to become black smoke, a distant sound of cawing seems to echo out, and she seems to float between the space of the orc and the armored undead. 

 Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 +5*=19 | HP: 22/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Lulani's face faltered for a moment as she felt the grey-skinned man's magic reaching for her mind. Then his fallen orc friend seemed to move. No doubt Necormancy. She shivered a bit, the thought of fighting dead people gave her the creeps. They might have worms and maggots! Her face was fully contorted into disgust. This man certainly seemed more of a threat than the dead ... now moving orc was... is? Spears went soaring towards her, "No." , her simple words full of power. The spears seem to hit a shadowy force around Lulani and fall harmlessly on the floor. The pale man hits the floor, yet the armored guys were still up and about. This was looking a bit worse than it did before, perhaps they could still act while their master was dead? Maybe there was someone else?

She groans. She was going to have to move. Lulani seems to become black smoke, a distant sound of cawing seems to echo out, and she seems to float between the space of the orc and the armored undead. 

 Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 +5*=19 | HP: 22/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Lulani's face faltered for a moment as she felt the grey-skinned man's magic reaching for her mind. Then his fallen orc friend seemed to move. No doubt Necormancy. She shivered a bit, the thought of fighting dead people gave her the creeps. They might have worms and maggots! Her face was fully contorted into disgust. This man certainly seemed more of a threat than the dead ... now moving orc was... is? Spears went soaring towards her, "No." , her simple words full of power. The spears seem to hit a shadowy force around Lulani and fall harmlessly on the floor. This was looking a bit worse than it did before. They had to take down this guy to have any hope of winning, otherwise he could just bring these guys back up an unknown amount of time. She bit her lower lip, unable to cover up the worry she felt. "The necromancer needs to go! These dead sacks will continue to move as long as he has the strings to pull them with." There was no doubt the orc needed to be kept busy, but he was not the priority as far as the warlock was concerned. 

She groans. She was going to have to move. Lulani seems to become black smoke, a distant sound of cawing seems to echo out, and she seems to float between the space of the orc and the armored undead. 

 Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 +5*=19 | HP: 22/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Lulani's face faltered for a moment as she felt the grey-skinned man's magic reaching for her mind. Then his fallen orc friend seemed to move. No doubt Necormancy. She shivered a bit, the thought of fighting dead people gave her the creeps. They might have worms and maggots! Her face was fully contorted into disgust. This man certainly seemed more of a threat than the dead ... now moving orc was... is? Spears went soaring towards her, "No." , her simple words full of power. The spears seem to hit a shadowy force around Lulani and fall harmlessly on the floor. This was looking a bit worse than it did before. They had to take down this guy to have any hope of winning, otherwise he could just bring these guys back up an unknown amount of time. She bit her lower lip, unable to cover up the worry she felt. "The necromancer needs to go! These dead sacks will continue to move as long as he has the strings to pull them with." There was no doubt the orc needed to be kept busy, but he was not the priority as far as the warlock was concerned. 

She groans. She was going to have to move. Lulani seems to become black smoke, a distant sound of cawing seems to echo out, and she seems to float between the space of the orc and the armored undead.