<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/><br/>Could it have been a dream? Or was she still dreaming. Everything was hazy and everything didn't make sense at all. All she could remember was that whatever inn she had slept in was located in a dinky town in the middle of a dune no one cared about. Although it surrounded a fairly large oasis, the scorching heat seared across the town. She remembered that when walking into town, she was fresh out of water supply. The young orc was far away from her tribal village and traveled the world to make a name for herself. The blazing sun had exhausted her while traversing the desert.<br/><br/>As a result, she checked a room in an inn to sleep off the heat. It was the only reason why she partially slept nude. Only the vest and loincloth were removed as well as her armor and gear. The rest that remained on her body were her boots, neck corset, and bandages on her legs and arms. But now waking up, Xanja felt much cooler than ever before, yet her body felt somewhat wet and grimy and the air was not the same smell typical of bedrooms in a usual inn. Upon waking up dazed and confused, it was obviously dark. Yet Xanja passed it off as assuming she woke up in the middle of the night. Once she had all of her functions running up, she panicked. Someone had abducted her! Where had they taken her and why?! Immediately despite having a nasty headache, the young orc sprung into action, albeit haphazardly and appearing drunk.<br/><br/>She squinted her eyes trying to adjust to the darkness. Looking around, all of her belongings were nowhere to be found, except whatever article of clothing she had on when she collapsed on the bed. Growling in her untimely situation, Xanja stumbled about randomly in her own personal alcove, hoping to find anything or something. Both her hands clasped onto one of the walls in her alcove.</td></tr></tbody></table>