Valda had no idea what this beast was, she had a feeling coming from the other man that  he didn't think much of the group that was gathered here. She hoped to prove him wrong, that she was  the hero that everyone had thought her to be. She was  the daughter of Norvald. She was meant for greatness. Little did she know, the person she thought was her  father was not her father  at  all. That  she was the daughter of a noble and...well...and easy woman  to put it mildly. She was not really born to be a hero, she was born  to be shunned and  forgotten by her  own family. But, nature saw her  as more as the daughter  that  was never meant to be.  She had  proven herself to be someone that  could be  great. The only thing that had gotten in the way was her  love for  a man, her  hatred for another  woman. She vowed never  to let that  happen again. She vowed to close her heart  and  show the world of her  true  gift.<br/>Listening to the man that made the order, she drew up her  medium scythe and made a move for the middle of the beast. She wanted them to know that she could listen to orders. But, was Meld supposed to be the leader? Should she listen to him more and not Griffin? But, he didn't make any orders, except to keep on moving. She wanted to know who was leader here, but..right now she was fearing to say anything.<br/><div>keyootee rolled 2d4 and got a total of <b>6</b>:<br/><b><span title="4 on a d4">4</span>, <span title="2 on a d4">2</span></b></div>