she was yanked backwards, slamming to the ground, while being pulled rapidly towards the mist.
She yelled out "Les!" (the name of her best friend and companion) with her arm stretched out towards him.
And that's where I ended the session.
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From the GM perspective, I didn't want to disrupt their happy evening, but i had a huge Doom Pool that needed to be spent. ;)
Also of note, is that she's the _worst_ character to be attacked physically. Owing to a desperate encounter with a hawk that was carrying her off to be dinner (she's ~9cm tall) she is physically weak as 💩 (permanently). Good w/ magic, but has essentially no hope of physically fighting off anything.