As soon as the warrior burst forth from the [i]Hall[/i], holding his battleaxe [i]Hela[/i] high, the strangers launched their attack. Bolts and spells flew at the shadowy fiends, drawing their attention off of the now-exposed Valmjr. That was just right for him. He deftly dodged an attack by the closest shadow monster, thanks in no part to one of the humans shouting an obscene remark at it. He squinted his eyes and bellowed out with anger and hate, gripping [i]Hela[/i] tightly and bringing her head down towards its. 

His blood pumping through his temples, all he could hear was the rapid [i]thump-thump-thump[/i] of his heartbeat. His vision closed in, blocking out all other distractions, focusing on his target. His ax flew through the air, his hands merely acting as its guides. He would see all of these fiends dead, starting with the one right outside the door.


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Valmjr swings his axe, Hela, at the Night Fury, with an attack roll of [color=ed1c24]19[/color] and a damage of [color=ed1c24]11[/color] if the attack is successful.

HP: 40/40
AC: 19
Weapon: Battleaxe

Spell Slots: 
Level 1 - 3/3
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