<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, Steel Pauldrons, Steel Greaves, Steel Sabatons<br/></div><div class="floatright">Leather pouch:<br/>Healing potions X2<br/></div><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Celeste picked up everything there was in the chest, thinking that these things would be useful at some point or another. Judging from what was in there, this room had to have belonged to some woman... if this really was a room. The whole prospect of the labyrinth turned bedroom was something she still had to grasp entirely. Standing up, with the newly acquired items in her pouch, the knight walked about the room again to see exactly what was to know about this place.<br/><br/>The only real attraction aside from the door, was the mirror that she had briefly glanced at earlier. There was no reflection of herself, making her think it was merely glass on a wall, but now that Celeste thought about it, there was a figure in her peripherals. Maybe. Sword still out and in hand, the woman looked over the 'mirror' once more, to settle her mind before even considering moving on.