<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/>The lithe elf maneuvered five feet back as the man let her go. Her wolf howled in pain as the fist came down. Orchid's eyes blazed green with fury as she slammed her staff down onto the ground and conjured a swirling sphere of fire. It burned with fury as it Orchid pointed her staff at Xysis and moved the sphere into him.<br/><br/>Flaming Sphere Damage: At 2011-04-29 10:00:05, Aurora Wayland (uid: 22439) rolls: 2d6a4 Result: 11 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25237) (Reflex save is 16)<br/><br/>"What are you!? What others?!" Orchid called out to the man, determined to get some answers. Azrael moved five feet to its right, flanking the man as it viciously growled. (Unsure if animal companions can flank.) The druid look resolute to stand her ground. Whoever this person was, she was positive his intentions were not pure in Rosewood.<br/><br/>The wind blew around them, her long black hair blowing to the side. She had tribal designs up and down her left arm and leg, given to her when she took her vows to become a warden of her Druid circle. For years she had watched over Rosewood and never before had she met some one like Xysis.