<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><br/><strong>Action:</strong>Understanding and carrying on<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/>Things settled down some and the gold was accepted without much in the way of words. She didn’t feel that Katra was much for it anyway. An understanding look and nod was shared before her eyes shifted back to Valna. She still felt like she owed the Elc, and while it couldn’t be farther from the truth, Grella also knew how strong an urge to repay a debt could be. She would leave it alone, even as the thief slid those light fingers of hers across her hanging member. Interest? There was more than enough, but she wouldn’t make some moment or two of bliss be some kind of payment for what she did. It wasn’t the same, and while it hurt her honor a bit to feel like something like that would be acceptable, she knew Valna was only being herself.<br/><br/>“I’ll think about it”, she promised, and even meant it. Death and rebirth seemed to put her in something of a mood, but seeing S right after Valna parted had made her beam, only to then have to shake off her sword’s regrets as well. “No, no, no…I’ll have none of that. I put you there to eat, because I wanted you strong. I was afraid I left you out there to die. I don’t care if you’re the part of a whole. You’re<em>my</em>part.” The hug was given and returned with gusto, though she chuckled at the low-key inspection of her back. “I’m okay, I promise. I’m all here…” She made the statement, but honestly wondered if that was the truth. What was the cost in doing what Cassandra did to them? Twice she’s been pulled from death’s embrace. She slid her eyes to the retreating Katra for a moment before giving S one more pat. “Yeah yeah, I’m going…nothing to do down here anyway.”<br/><br/>The robe on the Elc was bizarre. The final facial qualities of the elven people her line were mixed with made her look like something of a druid, or something weirdly cultish. If there were some cult that worshiped Amazonian deities. She saw no real need for clothes until she was ready to go somewhere, so she was very much in her element! She nibbled at a few things, like bacon. Meat was high on the menu, and as such she’d likely have to pay a visit to a tavern later on. Until there, she chuckled through Cass’ explanation and raised a glass “To being enslaved by the most attractive necromancer ever. And to new friends to cause trouble with!” Both ladies were given nods before the fruit juice of some type was downed.<br/><br/>After some time, Cass made sure to get them up to speed with new work. Resurrections didn’t pay for themselves! She nodded along with Katra and was thankful for her info on the last job. That one seemed to go over her head. “I’m familiar with some of this stuff…and I may have a contact that could get us more information on The Flock…also…Goblin town. I have to look after my cousins, don’t I?” She chuckled and shrugged “That hunting cult though…” She steered clear of such things, but she’d be lying if she wasn’t a<em>little bit</em>intrigued.<br/><br/>