<div class="floatright">(http://www.onrpg.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/Angel_Lightbinder.jpg)</div><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Valtyra</span></span></strong>,<em>Female Aasimar Cross Blooded (Arcana/Dragon) Sorceress 5)</em><br/>Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1093823)<br/>HP:35 (Current: 35)  AC: 14,<span class="bbc_u"><em>touch</em></span>: 13,<span class="bbc_u"><em>flatfooted</em></span>: 12<br/><strong>Fort</strong>:+2<strong>Ref</strong>:+3<strong>Will</strong>:+6<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Statistical info</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><br/><strong>Combat</strong>: CMB: +2, BAB: +2 Move:  ft<br/><span class="bbc_u">Melee</span>: Claw (1d6) 8/day (Full round Action: 2 claws)<br/><span class="bbc_u">Ranged</span>: None <br/> <strong>Buffs</strong>: none<br/> <strong>-Spells</strong>: None active<br/> <strong>-Potions</strong>: none active<br/> <strong>-Debuffs</strong>: none </span></div></div><hr/><br/>Valtyra growled. "No one touches me." Was all she said, as she let loose a scathing magic missle at the men, with more of her magic focusing on the jaundiced man.<br/><br/><hr/>