[h3][color=darkturquoise][b]Cesar Lorenzo Tidesong Bolivar[/b][/color]
The Vale, [i]At The Hall.[/i][/h3]

Cesar grunted as his attack bounce’s off his opponent’s. With a tipsy sway, however, Cesar managed to avoid the retaliating blow of the spirit’s attack, grinning confidently. As he opened his mouth to rebuke with clever words, the spirit swung once more at the bard, almost surprising him. The spirit with the axe went on to attack Valmjr, this time, leaving Cesar’s grasp, but not without an opportune strike, its back facing the swordsman. Despite this, however, its armor still managed to deflect his strike.

These are skilled warriors, indeed.

Cesar raised [i]Jarlbane[/i] to strike the spirit he is fighting, once again, focusing his might in order to strike a blow mighty enough to go through its armor. Alas, however, even one of Cesar’s stronger blows were no matcn against its armor. Cesar cursed to himself as his eyes darted the room to find some sort of tactical ground. Aside from the warrior they were facing, two other spirits had positioned themselves at the rear, with only Bourbon’s conjuration to confine them in any way.

Cesar braced himself before making a dash towards their rear formation, swinging [i]Jarlbane[/i] in a complex matter, managing to deflect the warrior’s attempt to stop him from proceeding.

[color=darkturquoise]”I’ll take the ones in the back!”[/color] Cesar called, giving the two ranged warriors a fierce look as he continued to break the distance.

[color=darkturquoise]”Come on! [i]Strike me![/i]”[/color] Cesar hissed, gripping [i]Jarlbane[/i] with both hands as he prepared to deflect any of their blows.

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Cesar
HP: 21/21
AC: 19
Bardic Inspiration: 0/3

Cesar struck the spirit with a Blade Flourish attack of [i]16,[/i] still not managing to pierce its sturdy armor. Cesar expended his last Bardic Inspiration die to grant himself 19 AC, moving forward towards the two spirits fighting at range and stopping within 5 feet of them.
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