<strong>Astraotte</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1075482)<br/><br/><strong>"The world is the wooooooorst,"</strong>Astraotte whines, wings drooping in exhaustion.<strong>"Whining isn't even fun, there's no one to whine to... but I keep doing it..." </strong>The succubus rubbed her eyes and stretched, nipple bells jingling, before a glimmer of light caught her attention. Light! Light meant people! Probably! People to rub her tail and give her booze and food and headscratches! And... other stuff! And maybe cages. Damnit.<br/><br/>But she wasn't going to fall for some dumb trick! No. She flapped to the ground, leaning against one of the trees -<em>demon trees</em>, and not the good kind of demon! - before starting to creep towards the light. All quiet like! Like a cat. A<em>demon cat</em>.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dice</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Astraotte rolled: 1d20, adding 15 to the total<br/>Comment: Stealth roll<br/>Result: 2, <br/>Total: 17</div></div>