<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/>Celeste couldn't think of who to thank for her combat training, but was glad that she had it. There was not a whole of discipline to be had in the way that the hellhounds came at her, but by the sounds of things, there wouldn't be a need for precision to bring the knight down a few pegs. With one swing of her sword, and another, the two charging hounds were felled effortlessly. A third coming out of the dark hadn't advanced just yet, leaving the woman the only option she had at the moment: charging.<br/><br/>In full sprint (or at least as fast as one could move in full armour), Celeste covered the distance between herself and the third hellhound quickly. Stopping just before the beast, the young woman moved to plunge the blade straight into its head, hoping to leave it in a condition much like the ones before.