[color=bc8dbf][center][h1]Satilla Valen[/h1][/center][/color]

[center][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color] By the Cave
[color=bc8dbf]Interacting With:[/color] With an undead mob mostly and a croc!!![/center]

 Alright…everything was going to be alright! The party was up, she managed to get them up in time. The chaos was spreading around she could hear it, the orcs appeared to be taking some initiative on the fight also, so hopefully they were going to live through this night. With the undead upon them already, Satilla took a fighting stance with her staff. She wasn’t really a front line fighter. The whole reason she had this staff was so she can hit things from distance, but with her physical strength, it just wasn’t going to work on the bony undead. Her staff was pointed forward, hoping to keep any skeleton that tries to advance on her at bay.[color=bc8dbf][i]’ Hey if I manage to stab into the eye socket, I could cause them to basically be unable to advance… maybe?’[/i][/color] She was thinking in her mind as the realization she was going to have to fight took her completely now.

 Then something unexpected happened! A CROCODILE APPEARED!!! Satilla nearly jumped when she saw it, but then her brain started working, realizing that first crocodiles weren’t native to these parts and more importantly than all there was no a water body a few feet away from it to leave from. This must be their druid, but the witch realized she never really had heard of druids turn into crocodiles. 

 Still the fact the druid was coming to her aid quickly made the witch figure out Cyneburg’s thinking. The healer had to be protected least anything bad went down. Satilla nodded and jumped to move behind the druid, still keeping her staff, ready to hit any skeleton that tries to come close.[color=bc8dbf][i]’ I want to live!’[/i][/color] Was the thought consuming her mind. She was going to survive this and hopefully help everyone else in the party do so too!