<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>+1 to find Mimic (Lore roll)<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Boring, boring, boring, something to fight!<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/>She would say it was her own fault, but in the chaos around them and driven with the urge to simply help as quickly as possible, the barrel Valna was rolling seemed like the best idea. After all, you could always get rainwater later, or she could put herself to work refilling what was used, so she pushed as if it were her own home on file, and was happy to do so. When the water hit Valna, she laughed with no hesitation. “I know you’re hot, but that’s just-” The bucket smacked her on the head and made her stagger and wince. “What the….OH NO!” She lost her barrel and started to go after it with another staggering first step from the water bucket bombed on her.<br/><br/>Something was off. She’d rubbed her head as she felt to see if the bucket did any damage, and smelled alcohol. She wasn’t THAT drunk. And that’s when the world went into slow motion. The barrels continued, but she stopped to sniff her hand again.<em>’Yeah…alcohol. What the…’</em>her mind put the pieces together right as Jeb was trying to warn them, and her body immediately dropped into the ditch Valna went to as the twin explosions rocked the area around them. Covering the smaller thief, she gritted her teeth in preparation of the singing she expected.<br/>