Through the door of Angels

[Ancient]

Issarel Clanyr

Seeing the majority of the party crowding the corridor, Issarel stalks off to peek around the corridor the eagle flew down, seeking to flank the strange beasts the party is engaging. Unfortunately the mine provides little illumination to even Issarel's keen eyes. She casts Dancing Lights once again, causes a procession of torches to dance down the corridor.

Seeing a monstrous figure coming up the hall, Issarel gives the beast a disapproving grimace and lobs a hasty shot at the hairy scary pot belly.

You, are one ugly...GUYS! I'VE GOT ONE ON THE FLANK!

Spoiler: OOC:

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Moving to O8 and casting dancing lights down the corridor
Hide: (1d20+4)[5]
Spot: (1d20+8)[16]
Attack roll in OOC (12), Taking half cover from the corner