[center][h2][color=darkturquoise][b]Cesar Lorenzo Tidesong Bolivar[/b][/color] [img]http://preview.ibb.co/n3vSvm/Cesar.gif[/img][/h2] [h3]The Vale, [i]Fighting The [color=black][b]ARMY OF DARKNESS[/b][/color][/i][/h3][/center] [hr] [@The Harbinger of Ferocity][@Hekazu][@Gordian Nought][@JBRam2002] [color=darkturquoise]”Your world?! I watched my world torn apart by this dark army moments before I ended up here! The feeling of dread as I watched millions of lives lost because I wasn’t strong enough, because I didn’t act fast enough... Watching another world torn apart is the last thing I want to do!”[/color] Cesar knew that his allies needed him. Watching them struck one by one as the [i]Green Man[/i] stomped forward, while the others are overwhelmed by the encroaching Shadows was painful for Cesar. He needed to call off his bluff, and get serious. Cesar needed to bring this light to fight back the darkness... Cesae took another quick glance at the sacred fire. There was no time to drag the whole brazier to the other side of the room, not with the [i]Green Man[/i] harassing his allies with his great blade. No... Cesar needed a faster way to bring the fire to the shadows. An insane idea came to mind... Cesar kneeled before the altar, whispering a [i]prayer of healing[/i] he’s heard his more religious allies say whenever they utilized their curative magic. He needed to be healthy enough to make his idea work. Cesar did not want to end up a burnt husk before he reached the Shadows who approached ever so steadily. Cesar believed the quickest, most efficient way of extinguishing the Darkness is by bearing the Light upon himself... ... even if it meant dying in the process. Cesar felt it would be a fair way to go. A martyr not only to the tenets of the Light, but to his own personal beliefs and morals. To be courageous and steadfast in protecting his allies, even if it would result in his own demise. To safeguard all he has left from his world from the encroaching Darkness. To be a good and honest man. Cesar nodded to himself, with a smile, before stretching his arm out to the holy flame, letting its radiant heat consume him. He did not merely let his arm out to the flame, but [i]allowed[/i] it to overtake him. Cesar accepted that he may die, and the only thing he could hope for was that he lived long enough to drive back the Darkness... [center][img]https://media1.tenor.com/images/1f606c89e11905066426acbee623a078/tenor.gif?itemid=8636302[/img][/center] Cesar felt a strange feeling as the radiant fire slowly sheathed him. A soothing, yet somewhat painful feeling surged through his body. More invigoriating than harmful, it was nothing as if he had expected... in fact, Cesar felt vitalized, filled with purpose, to march forward. To bring Light to the Dark. Turning around as the flames continued to cover him, he looked into the eyes of the [i]Green Man[/i] with conviction in his eyes. [hider=Effects of the Sacred Flame] [quote=@The Harbinger of Ferocity] The flames split, one remaining atop the shrine at one half its luminosity and power, as well as size, while the bard is engulfed by the remaining portion. He now sheds light as the *Light* cantrip, suffers 1d6 radiant damage at the start of each of his turns, and inflicts 1d6 radiant damage to creatures which begin their turn adjacent to him. He may pass on the fire, or have it taken from him, as an action if a creature is adjacent to him. The burning he endures is a welcome, almost serene and merciful power, the sort of thing that is much too powerful to not cause harm but not by any maliciousness or hostility in its own accord; it does not seem devouring in nature. It produces a strong compulsion to return it to its seat, the darkened crypt the party originated from to this room, but can be resisted with a Charisma saving throw of DC 15. [/quote] [/hider] [b][color=darkturquoise]”I serve the Light to protect my world from the dark forces that wish to consume it. Stand aside, Face of the World, and allow me to save what’s left of my home!”[/color][/b] Cesar proceeded forward, letting the flame to control his movement for just this moment, in order to march for the Darkness and stop the Shadows from harming his allies any further. As he marched along, he avoided the [i]Green Man,[/i] both to reach his destination as quickly as he can while showing him his true intentions, to stop the Darkness from killing us all. Cesar hoped that the warrior would finally be compliant with their pleas, if only for this moment, so that he could fulfill his duty... And if not, Cesar hoped that his allies would have his back. [hider= Effects] Cesar HP: 26/27 Cesar used his bonus action to cast [i]Healing Word[/i] on himself using a second level spell slot, healing himself for [b]10[/b] damage and bringing him close enough to full health. He then used his action to take the Sacred Fire within him, becoming immolated in holy flame, before marching for the other end of the room, trying his best to avoid the [i]Green Man[/i] [/hider]