<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">Character Sheet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=219271.msg10790908#msg10790908)</div>(http://s25.postimg.org/6uany6v4v/Xanjanursedon.jpg)(http://www.safaribwana.com/IMAGES/companyimage/spacer.gif)</td><td><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Xanja Nightgrifter</span></strong></em></span><br/>"Yeah, dat be mi name" she replied but then she let out a disturbing mean growl when the strange sulfur smell suddenly hit the orc in the nose like a ton of bricks. All of a sudden, Xanja was almost behaving like a growling dog sensing trouble. Orcs have been reputed to be naturally-born hunters and often use their nose to track the scents of their preys.<br/><br/>"Dis not be good, mon." she warned slightly hunching over with the spear at the ready. While Nym was secretly admiring the young orc's body noticing she appeared very curvy, Xanja still bared some athletic muscle tones, even ones protruding against her arm and leg bandages. However, given her young age, she had much to fill out until she resembled a true Amazonian frame. As she treaded forward, the orc haphazardly tripped on a rock and fell forward face flat on the ground with a thud. She unintentionally tossed the spear forward into the abysmal dark and when it could no longer be seen, the rattling sound as it bounced about echoed through. Xanja laid there for a brief moment grumbling angrily. Finally, she did a push-up shaking the debris off her face.<br/></td></tr></tbody></table>