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[h2][color=FF6C5C][i][b]Marita Bärbel[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=FF6C5C]Human, Cleric, Level 3[/color][/b][/i]
[color=FF6C5C][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 18/18	[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 16->18	[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] Bless
[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] L18
[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] Cast: Bless
[color=FF6C5C][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] Cast: Spiritual Weapon
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Marita's attention immediately snapped over towards the building across the street when the shutters flew open. Crossbowmen set up for an ambush? There was no way she would have been able to predict that. They were probably here to take Mallard, something like this would be absolutely overkill unless there was something else at play she didn't know about. In any case, them having free reign to shoot at them without a care in the world was not a state of affairs that she'd allow to maintain. If they were to be part of the battle, they would have to endure their share of risk. Marita pointed at the Guard in the window directly across from her.

[color=FF6C5C][b]"STRIKE."[/b][/color]

Inside the building, next to the guard, a wicked spectral dagger appeared and immediately embedded itself in his midsection. After pushing itself in to the hilt, it withdrew, the tip waving from side to side as if deciding which Guard it wanted to stab next.

With the artillery given something else to worry about, Marita focused her attention on the main battle taking place. The others had already taken some nasty blows, and although it was tempting to try to salve their wounds, she hadn't the resources to outheal the damage that could be dealt in  a battle. Right now they needed to seize the momentum of battle and end things quickly before something really bad could happen. Marita kicked a nearby puddle, throwing droplets of water water all over the other combatants. On its own accomplishing nothing, but providing the medium with which to cast her next spell.

[color=FF6C5C][b]"Moon and Star, grant your blessing upon thee." [/b][/color]

As the water fell upon Blackberry, Kathryn and Kosara the drops turned into light before disappearing, and they felt themselves filled with renewed vigor, the latter two able to recognize it as the blessing she had bestowed upon them just a day prior. 

[color=FF6C5C]"Kathryn, take this opportunity to strike now!"[/color] With these taken care of, Marita picked up her shield from the ground beside her. She likely had just painted a large target on herself, and unlike Kosara, had the presence of mind to gain as much protection as she could for herself as she could.

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