<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/31/45/b4/3145b4e25e035b5b63c491145192b6d6.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281618.msg13847025#msg13847025)    </div><strong>Name:</strong>Myra Gersumblesuch-Kettlespark (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1456662) & Merle Fliffitygivvit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Opening scrolls at breakfast<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Initiative:</strong> +10<br/><strong>HP:</strong> 107 / 107| <strong>AC:</strong> 24 (T: 16, FF: 21*) | <strong>CMD:</strong> 18<br/><strong>Speed:</strong> 20 | <strong>Perception Bonus:</strong> +20</div></div><hr/><br/>Myra nodded, content with the arrangement.  It was indeed a very good deal for the merchant, but she wasn't giving up anything she'd particularly miss.  Still, as she went over the details of the stones' operation she was clear, although polite, that she would expect clear accounting with anything significant verified by an auditor.  She introduced herself and asked the half orc's name, shrugging at the mention of a herald.  Neither fame nor fortune were important to her, only her duty to gather knowledge for the Library, and that didn't require publicity.  Nor did a steady influx of supplies.  "Perhaps once we've something worthwhile to announce.  Can living creatures go through the stone circle?  In case someone is injured, or needs a<em>bed</em>."  She looked up with a teasing smile.  "You look just Sir Pallam's type."