<div align="center">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/51/f5/c4/51f5c4b9085a0b2c25d4fa087c680d87.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div align="center">_____________________________________<br/><strong>HP</strong> 58/58 / <strong>Init</strong> +2<br/><strong>AC</strong> 20 / <strong>Touch</strong> 13 / <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 17 / <strong>CMD</strong> 24<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +6 / <strong>Ref</strong> +5 / <strong>Will</strong> +9<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +4 / <strong>Sense Motive</strong> +8<br/><strong>Spells</strong><br/><strong>1st level:</strong> 3/3 +1<br/><strong>2nd level:</strong> 2/2 +1<br/><strong>3rd level:</strong> 3/3 +1<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong><br/><br/>_____________________________________</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Kiki frowned hearing the girl speak and how...broken and fragile she sounded. What practice and interrogation she must of went through didn't bare thinking of. She would help her. Now, and once safely away. <br/><br/><strong>"We should leave now and make for the ship. They're in no way fit to fight back if the Drow catch up with us"</strong></span><br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">She pulled her pistol out from the holster and moved back to exit of the ship and peeks out to see if the coast was clear for them to move.<br/><br/></span></span></em></em></span><br/><br/> </div>