Cheerful Sam | Grepha
Half-Dragon Warlock/Bard | Imp Warlock
AC: 12 HP: 55/55 | AC: 13(+3) HP: 23/23
PP: 10|13 PIv: 15|12 PIs: 11|13
--- | Mage Armor (Armor of Shadows)

Offering a forced smile, Sam holds up a hand. "It's alright. I can deal with it, find some way... you shouldn't have to go back to that after finally getting a rest," he softly refuses, picking at some of his trail rations. Above them, Grepha stretches her wings and yawns, flexing a claw and conjuring a spectral suit of black, misty armor around herself.

"Speaking of... it seems your power continues to grow," she observes, turning over her arms and examining the protective layer. Shifting into raven form makes it less obvious, but leaves some trails of black smoke drifting behind her as she glides down to rest on Sam's shoulder. "Perhaps your Bahamut can offer some protection," she suggests, thinking idly as the party packs up their campsite. "I will remain outside if we visit any chapels or cathedrals, naturally."

Rubbing his chin, Sam ponders to himself.

Spoiler: Rolls
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(1d20+7)[12] Sam Religion check to know if Bahamut's church has any installations in the Gate.
(1d20+2)[17] Grepha Religion check to know if she can even enter holy ground.