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[h2][color=00aeef][i][b]Baronfjørd "Blackberry" Chedgusah[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=00aeef]Dragon Born, Monk (Astral self), Level 05[/color][/b][/i]

[color=00aeef][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 40 / 40    [color=00aeef][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 16  [color=00aeef][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] N/A

[color=00aeef][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] K8 -> G9

[color=00aeef][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Attack with Viscious Sword X2 (26 x2, dmg 7 x2)

[color=00aeef][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] Arms of Astral Self

[color=00aeef][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A

[color=00aeef][i][b]Ki:[/b][/i][/color] 4/5

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The answer to BlackBerry’s question came a lot sooner, and a lot louder than he had expected. Creatures bursting out of the field like maggots from a corpse, shrieking and flailing their grotesque forms about in apparent maddened frenzy, and throwing earth and a half eaten meal in all directions. He watched the half eaten sheep arc, almost majestically through the air with a grim fascination before it returned to the ground with a wet ‘smack’. 

One more question answered.

BlackBerry pulled his gaze to the three horrifying, giant, horse sized, insects screeching in fury after being disturbed from their sleep. One had emerged not too far from Kosara, another was baring down upon Kathryn leaving her like a silhouette of silver against its green carapace. The third one however had turned its horrible gaze to beyond the the field, Blackberry followed its gaze, to the screaming non-combatants frozen in fear.

[color=00aeef]“Get out of here!”[/color]S He shouted over to the wagons, his feet already pounding across the dirt towards the creature. [color=00aeef]“Move! Now!”[/color]

Power churned, surging up from his core and out from his shoulders as powerful bursts of glorious righteous flames pounded brutally at the air infront of the insect creature, BlackBerry skidding to a stop between it and it’s quarry. 

The creature however appeared to be completely unphazed, even somewhat unimpressed.

BlackBerry snarled up at the twitching mandibles, the hooked serated forelimbs, the mud and blood dried upon its grotesque carapice. While BlackBerry was against judging by a book these creatures did not make for pleasant reading. His hand wrapped around the hilt of the Viscious Shortsword, it sang almost gleefully being pulled from its sheethe and shone with menacing delight in the sun. Putting Lady Kathryns traing to use he took a step forward and thrust the sword forwards at the same time with the speed of lightning, the sword dived through the insects armour and into it’s tender flesh. The creature squealed in pain while BlackBerry  struck it again with another piercing stab. 

[@Shoe Thief] you're up!