<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c2/bf/96/c2bf96b8f40ad1d48bdd35d5f6c2252e.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Amberyll Pennoyr (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2435301)</strong></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Wearing:</strong> As pictured, plus Studded Leather Armor         <strong>AC:</strong> 15<br/><strong>Wielding:</strong> Nothing at the moment<br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong> 17 / 17                      <strong>Hit Dice:</strong> 3d8+3<br/><strong>Resources:</strong>  <strong>Pact Magic Slots:</strong> 2/2<br/><strong>Money:</strong> 2 gp, 0 sp, 7 cp<br/></span><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Known Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"><em>Cantrip:</em> Eldritch Blast<br/><em>Cantrip:</em> Friends<br/><br/><em>1<sup>st</sup>:</em> Detect Evil and Good<br/><em>1<sup>st</sup>:</em> Fog Cloud<br/><em>1<sup>st</sup>:</em> Armor of Agathys<br/><em>1<sup>st</sup>:</em> Hex<br/><em>1<sup>st</sup>:</em> Charm person<br/><br/><em>2<sup>nd</sup>:</em> Phantasmal Force<br/><em>2<sup>nd</sup>:</em> Blur<br/><em>2<sup>nd</sup>:</em> Misty Step<br/></div></div><br/><hr/>Amberyll chattered for a bit with the old woman who she shared porridge with. it was after all, polite to do with free food, even if you were getting what you paid for. In fairness, the gluey sensation in her mouth probably kept her from beign a terribly great conversationalist, so it was a lot of nodding and like at the lady's old people stories. Thankfully a soldier interrupted this before Amberyll could take an early nap. "Ah, pardon me auntie, it seems I'm wanted by the law." her big brown eyes got even wider and her mouth opened roundly with mock fear, but she laughed as she stood, "accidentally" leaving four copper coins on the tuft of grass where her rump had just been.<br/><br/>Entering the tent, probably last due to having to fetch a stray donkey, she took a glance around at the others deemed important enough to skip to the front. A blonde, busy-looking elf. Another blonde, tall, broad, and irritatingly-but-distantly familiar. And a very skinny leonin...<em>no wait</em>. "I liked your old hat, captain. Shame about what that pelican did to it," She perked her ears forward, whiskers trembling a bit in restrained amusement as she looked up at Tali.<br/><br/>The overseer's words caught her attention again though, and she leaned forward a bit as he spoke. "Fifty gold each," she repeated thoughtfully. It wasn't that much, but she'd bet the man didn't have much in his coffers to bargain with in the first place. "Of course I'll help find your man, Viryian. How many centaur are about the area?" She asked with a glance at Ahshala as she mentioned multiple tribes of centaur. "And these are the same that carried off the oracle's apprentice? Is there magic among them that you know of? Do you have literally<em>anything</em>that isn't porridge in here, an apple, figs, some fennel even?"