<div class="floatleft">(http://drakonis.org/uploads/7/v/0/7v0ng7m0e3/2010/09/19/20100919232329-9eb928b7.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_u">The Virgin Flower</span></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Orchid</span></span><br/><em>Druid of Rosewood Forest</em><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8521); 40 HP (Current 40); AC 16<br/><br/>Spells in Effect:  None<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Orchid's hand glowed brightly for a moment as she healed the woman's wounds swiftly. A soft smile upon her face as she extended her hand to help her up. "Easy. You are among friends now." Orchid said in a soft voice. As she helped the woman up she was suddenly alerted to the sound of Azrael, her large black wolf companion growling in the distance.<br/><br/>The wolf's nerves were high as it howled to get everyone's attention. Orchid had her staff once more in her hands as she looked to were Azrael barked. From the edge of the forest came the man in black robes. Her breath becoming visible as it seemed to grow much colder in the area. Goose bumps lined her mocha colored skin as she wore little for cold's protection.<br/><br/>The man spoke and the druid's teeth clenched. Who ever her was, Orchid knew him to be evil.