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Honaire turns an icy blue as he thrusts twice at the Fey.

Slam, Guidance: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Slam #2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Honaire takes on the tranquil blue color of the water as he splashes towards the Atomie.

Slam, Bless: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 = 4

Honaire floats over to where Yoon was pointing, his coloration drifting to a stark grey.

AC 18 assuming a minute has not yet passed.

Honaire nods solemnly and approaches Estra, his arms wide as though he were reaching to hug her. After a passionate kiss the apparition wraps the old woman up in his embrace and absorbs into her, disappearing from sight.

Honaire will wander in and out of each crypt looking for anything significant.

Honaire nods solemnly and phases into an incorporeal state.

After receiving another burst of Guidance from his lover, Honaire starts glowing yellow-white.

Slam #1, Guidance: 1d20 + 2 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 2 + 1 - 4 = 18
Nonlethal Dmg: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Slam #2: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 2 - 4 = 9
Nonlethal Dmg: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Honaire turns bright yellow.

Slam #1, Guidance: 1d20 + 2 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 1 - 4 = 7
Nonlethal Dmg: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Slam #2: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 2 - 4 = 3
Nonlethal Dmg: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Honaire shifts to a sickly yellow-green with frustration.

Charge, Nonlethal: 1d20 + 2 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 2 + 2 - 4 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Honaire continues his assault, his ectoplasmic skin taking on the appearance of flames.

Slam #1, Nonlethal: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 2 - 4 = 1
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Slam #2, Nonlethal: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 2 - 4 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Honaire changes from the serene green that he has been up until now to a furious orange. He charges forth to slam into Rhiannon.

Slam, Charge, Non-lethal: 1d20 + 2 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 2 + 2 - 4 = 7
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

AC temporarily 16.

"She is trustworthy, as are the rest of us."

Diplomacy to Aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Honaire bristles at the phrase "old woman".

The ectoplasmic visage of a much younger man clad in armor manifests behind the elderly woman and smiles silently.

Greetings, child.

And I'll use this as the Avatar for my Phantom.