Brujah, the life spirit's page

The bat familiar glares daggers at the translucent wolf, then slowly flies down to poke the cloak with his wing.

Is there any reason Brujah couldn't wear it? TBH, he is *actually* the least combat-capable character in the group as he has no utility other than his ultrasound detection. Actually, it might be a buff since if he's in an extradimensional space, he also can't die. And for shamans and witches, having your familiar die is a very bad thing.

If yes, to speed things up slightly, does everyone agree with the plan on having him wear it? And does anyone want to make any special preparations? I can prepare the energy resistance spell twice, and maybe make two potions with the same effect, and we do it the next day? Or does someone want to barter with unknown entities first?

The bat vigorously shakes his head as he stares at the cloak with wide eyes.

Having received his boon as well, Brujah moves to a position one square above the human dragging the Rakshahsha, which should allow everyone to walk around the targets without provoking.

Surveying the battle from a few feet in the air and sure to keep himself way out of this ogre's direct sight, Brujah surveys the carnage unfolding under him. He sends a spike of alarm to Sorogar whenever a huge projectile might make its way towards her, even though he knew it was futile: she'd never be able to react fast enough on only vague instructions. Not for the first time, he cursed not being able to talk. 'Better for your charge to grow on her own' his cloaca! Situations like this weren't meant for idealistic guano!

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Yet despite all the chaos, his vantage point allowed him to overhear the bird's chatter! And what was that? The birds were giving commands to whatever was throwing all those things from outside, supposedly?

Seems it was up to him again to save the day. But hey, what else was new? These hopeless humanoids would have never figured out anything if he hadn't been there to give them EXACT instructions every step of the way. He'd better get AT LEAST two extra nuts for this at dinner!

Making a swooping dive through the melee, he pokes Mosely on the ear and then lands on Sorogar's shoulder. Taking a lock of her hair in his mouth, he pulls with all his sttength and whirles her towards the bird cage!