Stella focuses and repeats the constellation. It swirls together and the fog expands, further and further, sparkling starlight glittering from within the undulating cloud. Hopefully it'd keep them bumbling about for at least a little while.
Stella is casting Fog Cloud as a 3rd-level spell, rather than 1st.OOC:
60-foot-radius sphere, high above the ground, such that the bottom of the sphere is about 6 feet above the ground slightly towards us from where the giants are, so they'll be blind unless they duck way down. If I've done my math right, if they're about 15 feet tall, they'll need to move about 40 feet towards us to get their head out of the sphere while standing up, or 20 feet if they run away from us. Might not be worth a 3rd-level slot, but I don't have any 3rd-level spells, so might as well give it a shot, haha.
She shouts. They'd have a better chance if they focused on taking one down at a time.
She moves from her tree to another, in case they hurl something at the sound of her voice. Stars stream from the fog and infuse her body, skin turning into the night sky, joints, eyes, mouth, and bow lighting up before she loses a radiant arrow.
Stary Form: Archer
She fires at the nearest giant's legs, but the shooting stardust arrow gets sucked into the fog like a fish in a whirlpool. Stella's confusion deepens when a tendril of fog shoots out from where the arrow was sucked in and streams towards her. When it hits her, she feels her spiritual connection to primal forces rejuvenate.
(Spell Attack Fumble: Wild Magic Roll of 60. Stella regains her lowest-level expended spell slot, which happens to be her 3rd level slot she just expended.)
"That was...peculiar," she remarks to herself.
27 / 27 HP
14 AC (16 w/ Tree Cover
Concentrating on Fog Cloud
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