<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>Damn dirty mimics!<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/>All of this hurt Grella’s brain. The hits she took hurt, but she’d survived worse before she died and she’d survive this. She was the last to sheath her sword, and felt like something of a passenger as she watched their little parley. She’d agreed with Valna that them being in the room they were meant for…that SHE was meant for, was cause enough to get back to chopping, but the mimic then put out the same point she’d made earlier, when she was foolishly quite sure there were no mimics around. She’d been right to assume they wouldn’t be planted for them, but so very very wrong on everything else. The biggest thing being that the entire inn wasn’t an inn.<br/><br/>That took some getting around…the inn was massive. It had sections, and rooms, and…and…it was all a mimic? What did that make the slimes? Were they mimics too? She’d stayed here and had a good time! What was going on here?! Valna took off, as fast as ever, but Grella was too upset to do anything but glare. “I spoke highly of this place the whole trip here…and this is what I’ve exposed my new friends to?” The explanation of other people before Grella had no real place in the Elc’s mind at the moment, but when Juro tried to get to the hostess, Grella waved her hand “I don’t care what they say, the slimes are probably mimics too! She said they had a shared memory, right?! So if they aren’t mimics, then this can’t be some coincidence!”<br/><br/>They were inside a mimic…Valna was right to leave, but the truth of it was things could have already gone very bad for them…for her, without Katra stepping in to talk. Besides, she didn’t feel like running. “This was supposed to be a relaxing day…” she sulked and went to a wall to lean on it. Place was a mimic? Fine, it can choose its spot, but she wasn’t going anywhere.<br/>