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Oh er, I rolled Wild Empathy didn't I? Eh, a 4's not much better than a 1... Bite 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

"Cronus, no! Bad! Dammit you're as smart as a person, shake it off!"

Handle Animal: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (11) - 2 = 9

Handle Animal: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (6) - 5 = 1

"Cronus!" shouts Eve, and she follows with a sharp whistle, "you know better than to bite random strangers! Lets go, we have a villain to undo!"

The bear grumbles, but follows Eve as heads off after the paladin.

"Oh, crap," says Eve, realizing that she's suddenly the only one left.

Swallowing hard, Eve takes everything in... and runs at the tritons.

"Here goes nothing.....IMPENETRABLE MISTS OF FAIRYKIND!"

At her command, a thick blanket of fog issues out from her, covering the sea folk and hopefully, hiding everyone from them.

That'd be Obscuring Mist.

Eve's Will: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Cronus' Will: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Waiting on my action until I see what the spell does.

"Ow!" yelps Eve, "that hurts, you jerks! Get 'em Cronus!"

Eve flings another bullet, this time at the triton trying to take up the reins, and Cronus jumps for him as well.

Sling: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

Bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20 1d4 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Claw: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17 1d3 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Claw: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 1d3 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

If Cronus doesn't get a full attack, ignore the claws.

"They're terrorizing innocent people, that makes them bad guys!" declares Eve.

"Well crap," Eva frowns, "I guess we're really going to have to do this. Okay.... SPIRITUAL SOLDIER PRINCESS EVER HENSHIN UP!"

Eva's lifted off the ground, surrounded by a cloud of swirling leaves and sparkling lights. Her clothes vanish, only to be replaced by a skimpy and overly frilly outfit of white and green, and her auburn hair turns golden blonde.

"In Gaia's name," she declares, pointing at the tritons and the hussy even more indecently dressed than she is, "I will punish you!"

Whirling sling in hand, Eva flings a bullet at one of the trident-wielding tritons.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15. Damage: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

At the same time, Cronus strikes, snapping powerful jaws at the same triton.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23. Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8. Critical Confirmation: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19. Critical Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

"Whatever they want, I doubt it's anything good. Cronus," she says, turning to her bear, "be ready for a fight."

The bear growls and starts picking his way through the rubble towards the cart. Meanwhile, Eva starts working her way towards the man in the fashion accident robes.

Eva curses and dives for cover.

"Damn it! Why do these kinds of things always follow us around!"

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25
Reflex for Eva and Cronus: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 181d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Initiative: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13