[h1]Baldrick Mott[/h1]
[b]HP: [/b] 3/9
[b]AC:13 [/b] 
[b]SPEED:30 ft [/b] 
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[b]Spell Save DC:12 [/b] 
[b]Prepped Spells:Cantrips- Guidance, Frostbite, 1st Level-Healing Word, Faerie Fire, Entangle  [/b]


Baldrick hissed in pain as the creature latched on to him and dug into his flesh. He stumbled as he felt his blood drain from his body and he fumbled for for his scimitar, bringing it down onto the creature. His eyes darted around the room, besides the troll, the rest of the flying beasts seemed to be collapsing. That brought him a sense of relief, but the fighting was not over yet. Across the way a young woman with a lute was playing the instrument, despite being injured herself. Realizing that she was most likely the one whose music invigorated him earlier, Baldrick sought to return the favor and called out a word of healing. 


[hider=Summary]Baldrick attacks stirge [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19070]12[/url] Used [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19071]Inspiration[/url] Damage[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19072]8 [/url]  Heals Leanna for [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/19073]3[/url] [/hider] 

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