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High Elf Eldritch Knight.
Darkvision: 60ft Blindsight: 10ft
AC: 17 HP: 57/72
PP: 15 PIv: 12 PIs: 12
Conditions:
Concentrating on:
7 / 7 d8 HD
Second wind 1d10+7 1/1 Action surge 0/1
Spell Slots- 4/4 1st, 2/2 2nd
The elf stepped out her room, axe cradled in her hands as etheric flames licked along the head. There, in the doorway of the room opposite, another felllow garbed similarly to the one who had stabbed her a bit was being assailed by other patrons.
This was annoying. She decided to interject herself into the brawl. With surprising stealth for someone with a giant flaming axe, she padded over and, with a sharp click of her tongue, swung the axe twice heavily into the back of the man, putting all her rather minor weight into the blows. Still, where her weight was small, that of the axe was not, and though they weren't the deepest cuts in the world, she suspected the unruly sort would nonetheless not enjoy the experience.
"Hello," she said flatly to the other patrons, shifting her axe in her grip. "Is this ordinary for staying in this place?"Spoiler: OOC
Move: move to the assassin shown on discord by the others.
Action: GFB 21 to hit, 8 slash, 7 fire damage
BA:Weapon attack: 26 to hit, 9 slash, 7 fire
for a total of 17slash, 14 fire damage