<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: 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/><hr/><br/>Celeste was taken aback by the rippling of the image before her. Being a woman of the blade, she was always very wary of magic, even to those higher in the king's court who could effectively use it. Not wanting to try her luck with the mirror just yet, the knight makes her way to the door, pressing down on the handle slowly, quietly, in case something decides to make the jump on her.