<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/DEdcyEB.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Grella Bonecrusher (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=342165.msg16270236#msg16270236)<br/><strong>Race/Class: </strong>Elc Barbarian<br/><strong>HP:</strong>17/23<strong>Armor:</strong>+1<strong>XP:</strong>x/7<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>+1 to find Mimic (Lore roll)<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Damn dirty mimics!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Strength: 16 (+2)    Constitution: 15 (+1)<br/>  Dexterity: 13 (+1) Intelligence: 9 (-) Wisdom: 8 (-1)  Charisma: 12 (-)  Damage: D10<br/></div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Grella was more than aware of the differing views on freefolk elves. Her family, having wholeheartedly taken part in the opening raid and its rule of its surviving citizens, was not one to toss stones while residing in glass houses, but the idea was that Jo'dariel was theirs by right of conquest, and that other elves were not an extension of that victory. If they were so inclined, they could match and complete the set, as it were, but it seemed foolish to throw what they’ve worked and bled for just to have a larger part of the pie. As such, it was a normal thing for her to accompany visiting dignitaries. It was boring, but it was interesting to see someone who looked much like her, but then didn’t.<br/><br/>And if she kept her ears open, she’d hear stories of the outside world. That was the best.<br/><br/>“I’ll not cry over people like that…well…I might cry over the bounty that can’t be collected, but that’s about it.” Grella was already over it, especially now that their host was offering to really make a night of it “I don’t know about anyone else, but this sounds like an agreement has been made and full services offered as compensation for closed mouths. I, for one, am more than happy to not interrupt a hard working mimic who has taken good enough care of most of their guests.” She looked at Katra and chuckled “Doesn’t mean I condone the eating…just means I don’t care. But the house appears to have learned its lesson.” She patted the wall for effect and chuckled. Whole damn house was a mimic…by the goddess’ grace.<br/><br/>She chuckled at Juro and shrugged “hiding…extended break, whatever. You know…I haven’t been in the group for long, but it’s nice being called the Second Chance Club and actually giving someone a second chance.” Grella pushed off the wall and headed for the door before suddenly stopping “Hey…you know, if you can split a piece off to stay at our headquarters, would that make it so that you can tell us if someone comes through that we could maybe deliver for you? It keeps you from having to get directly involved, and we get a few credits to keep our boss happy. Better yet, no one else has to know about it…well, except the boss, but I’m sure she wouldn’t mind as long as it contains profit.”<br/>