<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/><br/>Orchid frowned, watching the wildman sink into the ground which her very vines seemed to be going! "Damnit!" She cried out, breathing heavily. Sweat stuck to her body as she turned to face the man known as Wick.<br/><br/>"Forgive my earlier intrusion but I was not sure if you were one of them." Orchid said, pointing to where the Wildman stood. "He was not the first one I have met. Another like him called me a 'keeper' and disappeared into a near by lake." Orchid then looked back to the place where the man stood. Her long black hair blew in the light breeze.<br/><br/>She turned to Wick once more and smiles slightly. "Forgive my rudeness. I can see you are a friend of these woods. I am Orchid, Druid to Rosewood. And this is Azrael, my constant shadow." She gestured to the large black wolf beside her. The elven woman reached out, presenting her soft hand.