Cinaed MacDemhain's page

Thank you for running this!

Will save #1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Will save #2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Will save #2 Hero Reroll: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

With a snarl, Cinaed crashes his fiery guisarme down on the one remaining spider.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Damage: 1d10 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

The tiefling lets out a guttural growl as he takes off with speed, placing himself in between green and pink spiders with enough space to swing his guisarme. Flames burst all over his body and set his blade alight.

◆ Rage
◆ Stride
◆ Attack Pink

Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Damage: 1d10 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Damage is Fire type.

Cinaed stands at the ready with his guisarme should anything leap out while the party investigates.

Thank you! What's a glyph for?

"Torches are good," Cinaed responds to Kor'velor's light. "I've got extra candles as well, should we need them."

Cinaed MacDemhain takes the rain in stride. Tall and well-muscled, he looks on one side like a fine Hallit specimen, but despite his disarming smile, the effect is minimized by his red skin, horned head, and hooved feet.

"I suppose it's best to get out of the rain," Cinaed observes. "Although you've always got to respect the sheer ferocity of a storm.

Wringing some of the water out of his kilt, he looks the note over. "Sounds good to me, let's go see if we can track this fellow down. Name's Cinaed, by the way. Cinaed MacDemhain, of Sarkoris."

New Tiefling Barbarian here, and I'm okay with being in friendly fire.