<br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/0/0d/Sarah-finnigan-summoner-sarahfinnigan.jpg/800px-Sarah-finnigan-summoner-sarahfinnigan.jpg)</div><strong>Black Hand, Etrigan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=298035.50)</strong><br/>Human Male,  Shaman Animist<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 19/19<br/><strong>Current active spells/Buffs</strong>: None<br/><strong>Current debilitating conditions</strong>: Sickened, Exhausted<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Introduction<br/><hr/><em><br/>*All that conveyed anything to me. If I stay here, I will die. I will finish as the black mutated cellmate. Might I to take off alone ? No.*</em><br/>I look at my companions of misfortune.<br/>*<em>I must help them if I want them to help me. In order to be successful in doing so, we must first to help us.</em>*<br/>I'm beginning to mutter to myself :<br/>"Little nausea occurs in the morning, I salute and respect him, thank you for being here. Might you take time off , because I have to work hard today."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Wrangle Condition Sickened</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-01-11 16:09:43, Waldham (uid: 62360) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=129136)</div></div>