<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0e/Minzi.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/54/Meridian.jpg)</div><strong>Minzi Arkhausen and Meridian</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1xhczfRrIxRCP7irRm1mmzvHdA0Zk83NwdbJm9fNqKh8/edit)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Active Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Mage Armor: Meridian<br/>Mage Armor: Self<br/></div></div><br/>"Yowling..."  Minzi's eyes actualy danced at the prospect of trying to learn a languege so alien to the humanoid throat and ear.<br/><br/>She glanced at the projector again, then murmured, "Okay, let's see if I can figure out how to turn this on."  Deft hands explored the machine.<br/><br/>After a moment she stopped, processing that the point of the projector would be to project the map, and that Mishka wasn't particularly interested in it.<br/><br/>She leaned back and chewed on her lower lip nervously.  One hand came up and manipulated holographic controls visible only to the others as points of light on her glasses.  “I'm not quite sure what to do about this one,” she said with a sigh.  “Everything I can dig up paints the image of an honorable servant of the law.  If the chromatics weren't in charge of the Empire right now, we wouldn't really be having any problem with the guy.”<br/><br/>She sighed, eyes fluttering shut.  “Maybe we need to back up a bit to get a better idea of what to do.  I'm thinking...  We never did find out how small timers like us wound up on our way to that prison to begin with, did we?  Maybe that's something to look into?”