D&D 5e: Arcana of the Ancients (IC)

[Awful]

Shalar Yotul Azari Beast Barbarian 3 AC: 15 HP: 32/32 PP: 13 Rages: 3/3 Conditions: --- Shalar, having leapt out the room, failed to see Yusha's message. When they rallied outside, she watched with curiousity, and, having at first stepped back from the robo-vomit, cautiously allowed it to flow up her legs when she saw it mending the ravages of acid on the machine-man's body. It tingled. When Calen asked what happened, the canny elf was ready to give an explanation when the bucket just said a bunch of nonsense that made no sense to anyone. "As the bucket said, you were duplicated in three, exploded, and died until my fellow orc strangled the life back into you. Then the metal one vomited on us." the orcish elf said. Her arms were crossed, and she nodded sagely, the picture of the wise instructor. "It is not the first time Shalar Yotul Azari has been vomited on! It is, however, the first time it was been grey and healed wounds! Previous times, it was just too much booze by my fellow warriors and just smelt bad."