<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Natacia</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 26/28 (11 Nonlethal)AC: 13  CMD: 16  </div></div><br/>Her friend was safe, but Natacia was in a bind. No healing, no armor, no clothing....no nothing but her bare hands now. She was stuck with an unconscious friend and not a lot of options. Eventually it hits her that she was going to have to go back. Maybe the bird woman was gone. She had to try and retrieve her pack, or at least her sword so she could defend the both of them. "I'll...be right back." she murmurs, turning to leave, risking a trip back to the room they just escaped from.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sneaking back to the room with the harpy, Stealth Check=13</div></div>