Iron Crisis Pt3 IC

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Senna Human Arcana Cleric AC: 12 HP: 34/61 HD:7/7d8 Spells: 1st: 4/4 2nd: 2/3 3rd: 3/3 4th: 1/1 First Impression: lightly clothed and bloodied, clutching a holy symbol Conditions: Concentrating on Hold Person (1/10) Senna slept like a baby. Though the two bottles of wine she drunk herself are not to blame alone, they certainly contributed to the result. The gently swaying boat and the almost calming white noise of a busy bar helped too. Senna learned from Caelyn that a loud forest meant a safe environment; you had to start worrying when everything fell silent. Which incidentally happened right now. Her dreams were between finding space for Minsc and Garrick in a musical theater show starring her as the newly appointed deity of love, murder and writing. As she descended the stairs in her evening gown, the music stopped, and explosions happened; their loud boom suddenly silenced. Finally the cleric woke up to the reality of almost being stabbed to death.She dodges the attack on her jugular but gets her shoulder pierced with a generous red spot of her own blood there now. She mouths a protest or warning, and none comes of it. Fighting has broken out all over the lower deck, and as her sister's magic washes over her assailant, she can quickly hear herself again. From a lying position she grabbed the holy symbol she hid under her pillow and held it aloft, under immense pain. This is not why or how I die! Stand down, in the name of Deneir. she commands her attacker. Spoiler Show Object interaction: grab holy symbol Action: Cast Hold Person (1d20)[13] (please dont let them be weird spooky ghost assassins) Move: Stand up from sleeping position.