"I'm fine!" 

The woman called back to the snarl of the large ebon cat, taking a green, glinting swing at the bandit; her hands briefly manifesting magical claws which swiped across his body and likely only caught the faintest bit of fabric rather than any flesh. The elf was certainly anything but chiefly concerned with her attack, more that the feline companion would overwhelm the man and she was just there to keep him busy. All she needed to do was break his morale or spirit, something quite plausible now that he was under attack from two sides, both by things with claws and fangs. She hadn't stopped there either, drawing the scimitar from her hip with her off-hand.

He might have been bold before, but he did just walk into a trap, now she hoped he might attempt to flee it; fighting to the death here was suicidal while escape was... potentially survivable, assuming in the dark he did not run head first into the mass of writhing, animate plants that would slow any escape to a crawl. Then again, humans were irrational things, so whatever he might choose she knew not. His allies had attempted to flee, several times over now too, so maybe they were not as bold as they first seemed? All else, by what appeared to be the majority of everyone, was in absolute chaos. More yelling, magic, shoving, all things she couldn't pay attention to, so she didn't.

Instead she opted to spur the man, "Not hiding, just waiting for him! Too bad you waited around instead of running!"

Both regularly lithe hands of hers were pawed now, one bearing the deadly curve of a ceremonial druidic sword and its claws withdrawn, while the other showed off the faint, magical green glow to the hooked, feline-like claws to their very point in the forest's dark; the latter one she kept splayed out, intending to again unleash a clawed swipe. Positioning more in a combative stance, the menacing talons now leading, she wasn't about to let her injuries deter her.

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Shaedra Galandoel continues her concentration on [i]Entangle[/i], passing her check to avoid losing the spell with a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/6351]17[/url]. However, she casts the [i]Primal Savagery[/i] cantrip against the bandit closest to her and attacks, likely missing on a roll of [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/6347]9[/url], with the bizarre chance that if advantage is included for flanking him or him being distracted, she would roll another [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/6348]9[/url]. As part of her attack action, she draws her scimitar too so that if the bandit might attempt to break away, given he's been wounded and cut up by a jaguar, or at least attempt to break flanking, she can use her reaction to make an attack of opportunity against him.

She otherwise encourages Jamil of Azalorn to continue the fight, having been left with only one of two targets, one of which is rooted in place by the [i]Entangle[/i] spell.
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