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Orolou
Third Level Dream Circle Druid
HP: 28/30 AC: 19 Buffs: None
"Hmm, seems we'd be well rewarded with dividing their attention, as well as flanking them."
He chuckles to himself quietly.
"I have an old friend who would be perfect for the job, but I'll admit, he's quite... energetic. You two would get along, I imagine." He finishes, gesturing to the gnome.
Orolou sighs...
"40 years of shaping and it doesn't get easier."
The druid reaches into his pack, grabs a handful of stark black granite, and throws it in the air, spinning his staff in the process.
All at once he's surrounded with a large globe of green and blue lights, eventually swirling in and adhering to his body with a dense white light. With a small shudder, another form seems to appear, also clothed in white. The form keeps switching back and forth, more sporadically on the new form until it rests on what seems to be a mess of limbs and fur.
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