<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/cf/22/54/cf2254dd90b3889e14b2a575d2674284.jpg)</div><strong>Zhendaya</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315165.msg15233930#msg15233930)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Merc. Co. HQ<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: All | Open<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 23/23<strong>AC</strong>: 18<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: N/A<br/><hr/><br/>A lifetime of military training meant that by the time Jen'Mawg reached her and gave her shoulders the first shake, Zhen was already waking.  She grabbed the hilt of the sword and was on her feet in moments, still dressed in her armor and with her senses keenly honed.  Adrenaline flooded her system and drove all hints of weariness away, letting her move swiftly to join the others in preparation for the on-coming wolves.