<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/de/30FD3D63-6034-4098-B788-9E4ACF35E53A.jpeg)<br/></div><strong>Name: </strong>Katra<br/><strong>Race/Class: </strong>Human Psi-Fighter<br/><strong>HP:</strong>24/24<strong>Armor:</strong>4<strong>XP:</strong>1/8<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>(status effects, buffs, debuffs, etc. include remaining duration for each effect)<br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Strength: 8 (-1)    Constitution: 16 (+2) Dexterity: 9 (+0)<br/>Intelligence: 16 (+2) Wisdom: 13 (+1) Charisma: 12 (+0)<br/><br/>Human Reroll: 1/1<br/><br/>Coins: 38<br/>Adventuring Gear: 5/5<br/>Dungeon Rations: 5/5<br/>Healing Poultice<br/>Medical Kit<br/></div></div><br/>“…right…my mistake.  Sorry to bother you.”  Politely she stood up and moved away, her curiosity about just what the woman sold only kicking in after embarrassment faded with proximity.  By that point, it was too late to ask.<br/><br/>There were a few other things she could do, sure, and she checked her coin purse periodically just as a matter of habit.  For now, though, she stepped outside and into the dark, just letting her thoughts collect a bit.  It was clear now that not all the shades had been truthful with her when telling her about things, but - as she considered- neither did that make everything worthless that she’d heard.  She just had to keep consideration, and watch for obvious inconsistencies between what she’d been told and what was true.<br/><br/>The sad part was that she didn’t always get names, and could rarely see faces.  Otherwise, she could just remember which of the dead had been deceiving her.<br/><br/>Perhaps, in a few minutes, she’d head back inside and check to see if any of the gambling options benefited from sheer intellect…