Selissa Betula
Wood Elf Scout Rogue
AC: 16 HP: 38/38 -> 48/48
PP: 16
Conditions: Aid, bardic inspiration
Concentrating: --

Something approached from behind pulled at her wooden arm, dragging at it-

With an animalistic growl, she span and shoved whatever it was gripping at her, sending the assailant sprawling and springing back in a single smooth motion.

"<Don't touch me!>" she snarled like a dog defying thunder, her normally blank expression wide-eyed. Her lips were drawn back, her sharp white teeth bared in a furious grimace. Her flesh hand clenched spasmodically on the hilt of her sabre before she arrested the motion.

She was silent for a moment except for her panting as she took the doctor in, then the others, looking between them in quick jerky movements of her head.
"Don't touch me," she finally repeated in common, more quietly. She rubbed her natural hand across her eyes and straightened up.
"Killed- fought this before," she said after another long moment, carefully looking away from any of them in particular. "At Yurl. Four of us. This one - this one's... bigger. I think."