<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/525225861188943878/1034351700946997278/unknown.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Rowan</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1t2y9Bf6MVQ_7a4AsShjRh1rGSY1d6qQZRcpHGsxz37c/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The stone lion's dungeon<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"Ohhhh, shit," Rowan groaned beneath his breath as the entity emerged from the brazier, the spirit even taller than he was, and took up a defensive stance with the spear he'd scavenged off of the dead men.  He was confident in his skills, but against a warrior spirit like this one?  It'd be a herculean task even if all of them were capable of fighting on the same level.  As it was they had multiple noncombatants.  He barked out a harsh laugh at the mercy she offered them, helpfully translated by the priest of the slaver god.<br/><br/>"I'd sooner take a warrior's death," he rumbled, working to master his own fear over fighting such an enemy.  "Unless someone has any bright ideas, this is going to get ugly fast."  He moved to stand at the side of Iron Sand.  "Well, you wanted a challenge.  She'll probably be the biggest you'll ever face in this life."