<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/>Orchid cringed as she slipped down from the branches of tree and approached quietly behind Wick. "Whatever this man was running from, must of been truly horrifying." Orchid said, glancing around the surrounding area.<br/><br/>As Wick checked the man for identity Orchid scouted up ahead from where the man came from, her keen elven eyes gazing the area. She would stray far from Wick, just enough to see where the sounds of the horses was coming from. Azrael, her faithful shadow trotted behind her, sniffing the air and whimpering.<br/><br/>Orchid's Spot check: At 2011-05-31 12:59:53, Orchid (uid: 22439) rolls: 1d20a7 Result: 25 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=26959)