<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x111/Lammy519/79812734801.jpg)</div><strong>Celeste Southland</strong><br/><br/><strong>Health:</strong>22 / 22 |<strong>Mana:</strong>9 / 9 |<strong>Virtue:</strong>12 / 12<br/><br/><strong>Inventory</strong><br/><div class="floatleft">Equipped:<br/>Steel longsword<br/>Steel half-helmet, Steel breastplate, Steel vambraces <br/>Steel Pauldrons, Steel Greaves, Steel Sabatons<br/></div><div class="floatright">Leather pouch:<br/>Healing potions X2, Blue potion, Purple Potion, Pearl necklace, Soap bar<br/></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Well, that's never a sight that someone cheers for. Were those bones really those of ham, or was it just wishful thinking? Regardless, there wasn't a whole lot of time to sit and really think about it, as the one with the human hand in its mouth did away with it in a single gulp. Bracing herself in a combat stance, Celeste slowly stepped backwards toward the door, or at least into an area of the kennel that wasn't so confined.