Knotty had followed along, when the evil washed over him the treeling made an eery highpitched keening sound. It sounded like a tea kettle with some extra warbling in it, as one would expect if the boiling tea kettle actually felt the heat of the scalding water through its spout.
Maybe I am not evil. The surge of energy hurts me deeply.
Will Save first channel: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Knotty backs down the hallway, trying to escape the next devastating blast of energy.
I want a dark, cool forest...I want a dark, cool forest...this piece of jewelry better be important