<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/Class_ElfCleric_zpsxxoglzod.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Silaqui Siannodel (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266718.msg13167949#msg13167949)</span><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spells/day: Lv 1: 2<br/><br/>Lv 0: Guidance, Thaumaturgy, Sacred Flame<br/>Lv 1: Bless, Cure Wounds, Guiding Bolt, Healing Word, Sanctuary, Divine Favor, Shield of Faith</div></div><hr/><br/>She smirked at the Orc.  Half-Orc, she had to remind herself.  Raz's markings and stature made it difficult to remember that he was as different to his kin as Kayanna was to her.  His "tap" was enough to nearly make her lose her balance; though, she quickly sprang back, like a sapling defiant against the wind.<br/><br/><strong>"It was more the welcoming embrace of civilization I longed for, and the fact that steaming hot water helped chase away bitter cold in a more pleasant manner than lukewarm ale.  Something your pitcher of water would undoubtedly fail to accomplish,"</strong>she said with a hint of a smile.<br/><br/>Nonetheless, and despite her words, she joined the motley group at the table and rose her glass with the rest.  She carefully tasted the ale, much to her regret, and refrained from downing it in a hurry.  If it was worth drinking than it was worth savoring.  This, however, didn't qualify as either, in her opion.  She hoped, at least, that the food was better.  Something definitely smelled good, and she doubted it was the wash.<br/><br/>Her green eyes regarded the wizard for a moment.  He seemed, for all accounts, to be a typical human.  Amused at another's misfortune, and too quick to write off a place he was unfamiliar with based on a limited and skewed perception.<br/><br/><strong>"True, the swamp is likely a difficult place to live, but those who call this home are likely hardier than your average villager.  And despite their daily hardships, I would presume that they likely take much pride in their home, as most folk are keen to do,"</strong>she said quietly to the man, but loud enough for the rest at the table to hear.<strong>"Besides, mud, mosquitoes, and flooded roads can be enough of a deterrent to keep unwanted parties away, and a swamp, like a forest or jungle, offers many secrets only the locals privy knowledge of."</strong>