YOH

HP: 10/10
AC: 14
SPEED: 30ft

Spell Save DC: 13
Prepped Spells:
Cantrips (at will): Eldritch Blast, Green-Flame Blade
1st level (-): Armor of Agathys, Hex

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After his disappointing attack against the sleeping Stirge, Yoh turned his head a bit behind him and noticed one of the other fighters going down. Looked like the Stirge managed to drain them dry. Alas, Yoh lacked any means to bring him back up, though the holy warrior seemed to be taking care of him. And while the man's hammer failed to do much of anything, an arrow flew right pass Yoh and struck the Stirge true, killing it. With the only awaken stirge dead, they can focus on dealing with the troll, or cleaning up the sleeping stirges. Yoh wished that there was a bit more space for him to squeeze pass the Troll, but he knew he could get to the other stirges without getting too close to the troll for comfort. Fortunately, the one at his feet was still kicking, so Yoh lifted his spear and plunged the blade into the bug.

"Narmacil." This time Yoh had no difficulty skewering the insect. And as Yoh twisted the blade, the blood that spilled from the stirge ignited, turning into a large gout of fire that struck the troll. At the same time Yoh's curse began to slowly eat away at it's flesh as well, just as Yoh had intended. Pulling his blade out Yoh carefully backed away from the troll. As he moved back he looked to the barkeep. "Could you push him a bit away? Or even better, back down that hole?" Regardless of what Durnan does, Yoh moves away.