<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Y6FTaQm.jpg)</div><strong>Ondrea Starborn</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=274814)<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Current Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 11/11<br/>Arcane Pool: 5/5<br/>Arousal Pool: 6/19<br/>Current Arousal Penalty: -2<br/>Spell Levels Free: None (must make check for all spells)<br/>Spells Available: None (Hasn't Meditated)</div></div><hr/><br/>She hissed, and her fingers caressed over the collar a bit more, and then dug underneath, hooking on the metal as she tugged on it, her eyes slitted.  "Get... out... of my head!" she snarled, trying to get some form of give from the damned thing.  She knew it was probably futile, but she had to try.  Maybe it was lying, maybe it wasn't cursed, she just had to find the seam...