(Hero Forge coming later... NaNoWriMo is a thing)
Caress looks over the shield carefully and then back towards Lyra. "This shield allows me to do, what?"
"It lets you transfer some of the pain of a blow to one of your allies."
The idea seems counter-intuitive and it was likely that the blank expression on her face betrayed that thought somewhat as the eladrin leaned forward to explain the matter a bit more clearly.
"A lot of us are in the backfields, out of the line of battle, and, not to put her under the the catapult," she glanced toward the warlock who shrugged and then let her continue. "But Ravyn is probably hardier than you are."
