<div class="floatright">(https://images2.imgbox.com/b0/c2/Pl5kEBmt_o.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Mercedes (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=342165.msg16270434#msg16270434)<br/><strong>Race/Class: </strong>Human / Paladin<br/><strong>HP:</strong>23/23<strong>Armor:</strong>+3<strong>XP:</strong>0/7<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Intros!<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: 13 (+0)<br/>Dexterity: -8 (-1) Intelligence: 9 (-) Wisdom: 12 (0)  Charisma: 15 (+1)  Damage: D10<br/></div></div><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Burning. When the followers of Sol tell you that you’ll be kindling for the sun, they are being completely honest. The part they didn’t tell you about, was how you burned. When Mercedes saw her goddess in her true form, the knight was awestruck and ind complete reverence. It was nigh impossible not to be – even the most weathered and stoic would feel insignificant next to a goddess. Even her words were beyond comprehension, an impossible sound that was not meant to be discerned by mere mortals. As Mercy lifted off the ground, and edged closer to the sun, it all happened so fast. Joy at first, that she was getting what a worshiper of Sol was promised. Then came the sound. Distant at first but steadily rising into what Mercy recognized as screams, her voice soon joined them as she found herself so much kindle for the fun. Agony and torment were mixed with a strange, indescribable euphoria. So Mercy screamed, out of pain or joy she could not tell, but her chorus joined with countless legion.<br/><br/>And then she was awake. She all but lunged forward, still screaming at the top of her lungs, and it took a few long seconds for the screaming to stop. Wide and somewhat crazed eyes looked at Cass’andra for a while as she silenced, saying nothing. She was… Alive? Of a sort, and that she could live her life to the fullest measure possible. As long as the spell was maintained and her connection with Cass remained likewise.<br/><br/>Perhaps this was a second chance, or perhaps this was a delay in the inevitable. Either way, she had the night to think about it, but she didn’t need more than an hour to decide.<br/><br/>Despite how ready it came, and how she expected it, death was not all it was cracked up to be for a Sol worshiper. She prayed to Sol for guidance all the same, but as she prayed, all she could hear in her mind were the screams. Of pained anguish and joyous bliss, mixed together in a cacophonous drone. She did not want to be kindling again, yet, she knew that as a follower of Sol, such was her duty in the inevitable end she would one day face again.<br/><br/>But that was a problem for a later Mercy, not a now Mercy.<br/><br/>As the door opened the next day, the redhead looked to Grella, then to the others. “...I am Mercedes, or Mercy for short. I think it’s no surprise that I’m more than happy to work with you all.” She gave a soft nod, her lips curling to a soft smile as she bowed her head for a second.<br/>