[center][h2][url=https://dicecloud.com/Character/Ws3QZSeq9mP45zwxF/Mirdas-Jaaranth][color=aqua]Sir Mirdas Jaaranth, The Scaled[/color][/url]
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[color=aqua]First of [i]Fin[/i][/color][/h2][/center]
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[@Guardian Angel Haruki][@0 Azzy 0]

Mirdas lunged at one of the bandits as they charged towards his new allies, landing a glancing blow on him as he charged to the apparently blind man. As the one named ‘Morris’ called him that dreaded ‘M’ word, both Mirdas’s nostrils and gills flared in anger. Before he could deliver a retaliating strike, a bolt found his way into his shoulder, stinging with pain. Grunting and shaking his head to shrug the pain away, Mirdas growled in response. And again, another brigand shows himself, this time revealing to be their leader. Mirdas only had a second to react as the leader swung his blade with such quickness, defending against his first blow with his shield, but not moving fast enough to block the second. Thankfully, the Paladin’s armor managed to take the brunt of the blow. 

With his teeth bared, Mirdas lunged his trident into Morris, piercing straight into his gut. Twisting his trident while it laid embedded within the criminal, Mirdas invoked the name of his god, Persana, as divine lightning surged into his trident, scorching Morris from within with holy light., as apparent from the faint light shining out from his mouth and eyes.

Grinning at his successful blow, Mirdas marched forward a mere few feet, skewering Morris’s corpse further down his trident, grasping the bolt within his shoulder with his teeth and pulling it out with a jerk. Mirdas then turned to face their Leader, the bolt still between his teeth, forming some sort of mad smile. The knight raised his eyebrows, suggesting that he will be next. The brigand, however, implied this to be something more suggestive, especially with the wooden shaft within the Triton’s mouth.

[color=maroon]”Are you flirting with me?”[/color]

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Mirdas Jaaranth
HP: 17/25
1st Level Spell Slots: 1/3

Mirdas attacks Morris, landing his attack and deciding to use a 1st-level spell slot to   land a Divine Smite, dealing [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4899]7[/url] Piercing damage and [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4900]13[/url] Radiant damage, turning Morris into a kebab.

Using his viciousness to his advantage, Mirdas turned to their Leader, attempting to intimidate him with this grisly display, failing with a pitiful [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4901]7[/url] on his Intimidate check.
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