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Acting without thought, Piao Ling released soulfire from his legs, a shimmering white aura enveloping them as he twisted away from the grasping undead.
Retreating calmly, he took stock of the situation. While it appeared that the villagers were terrified of this woman and her dark arts, they had neither asked Piao Ling for assistance, nor did they seem willing to act themselves. Or perhaps they were simply unable to…
Regardless, in this way, Piao Ling saw no reason to intervene on their behalf. As an intruder onto the situation, he could understand why this necromancer attacked him, and bore her no ill will.
"It appears I am unwelcome here, so I shall take my leave," Piao Ling said. The soulfire fully enveloped his body, warding off the undead as he swiftly left the small village behind. Once safely away, the soulfire dissipated naturally.
Gazing up at Innistrad's moon, his wandering journey continued.
Escape Technique:
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Backing away, Timon began playing his harp and singing. He was singing about a sentient cat from his home plane who had befriended a member of the Steel League and protected them from a spirit who was wrongfully attacking the member. After the cat died, its ghost came back and began to stand guard over the local graveyard so that no other spirit would come back for the wrong reasons.
As Timon continued to to sing, the spirit advancing on him began to slow down. A few tears ran down its face as it got an expression of peace. By the time Timon had finished the ballad, it had vanished back into the moorland, placated perhaps by the magic or just the song itself.