The druid in yellow strides quickly along the path of violet pebbles, his eyes locked on Navatsiyk. He halts just short of her, thrusting his spear forward in a menacing jab that forces her back. With a low growl, he plants himself between her and the other Pathfinders, his stance daring her to try and pass.
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Ekadan: -3 hp
Cyan Sorcerer:
Merisiel: @negative 3 hp (unconscious)
Moe: -3 hp
Aurelia:
Brat:
Navatsiyk:
Orange Druid:
Yellow Druid: -8 hp