“I don’t particularly like hurting people the way I was hurt. But for you, I make an exception. My toxins to cleanse your noxious existence from the mundane!” ~ Ashenfur, to any slaver

Ash, my Warlock/Artificer boy, in the midst of a poison cloud and about to sling a ball of acid! And bandolier loaded with more home-crafted poisons~

Ashenfur can alter his spells to different flavors of damage, as he’s doing here. That would have been a Fireball, if he had left it unchanged! But by his will and adding a liquid reagent, it becomes less boom and more splash. Burns bad regardless!
He’s a sweetheart under that mask but up against those who are anything at all alike to those people who stole him from his home and put him through Hell, they best beg for a swift end. The alternative is succumbing to poison’s havoc or acid’s burns.

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