Zelara (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=650386)<br/>0th level spells: Detect Poison, Guidance, Mending, Read Magic<br/>1st level spells: Cause Fear, Cure Light Wounds, Sanctuary, Charm Person (domain)<br/>2nd level spells: Cure Moderate Wounds, Hold Person, Invisibility (domain)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Zelara was already ranking the two drow in her mind. Lenora above Rizzid, obviously, because she had a House, but downgraded slightly by her willingness to stoop to a commoner's level. Not that Zelara had anything against commoners - they could be useful tools and servants - but they had to be taught their place, which Lenora had obviously not, if the way Rizzid acted to her was any indication.<br/><br/>"A pleasure to meet you both," was what Zelara said out loud, with a winning smile.<br/><br/>The arrival of Professor Moconnu interrupted their introductions. Sensing the<em>globe of invulnerability</em>around her, Zelara wondered in passing whether somebody would be brave and stupid enough to test it with a well-placed spell. Apparently not today, though, as the professor finished her speech and disappeared without incident.<br/><br/>Like Lenora and Rizzid, Zelara refrained from joining the initial rush across the bridges. "The north bridge it is, then," she agreed, but paused when she saw that Lenora didn't seem to trust Rizzid this time, an interesting tidbit which she filed away mentally. A mistrust shared by the newcomer behind her, whom she spun around to face, her long white ponytail whipping behind her.<br/><br/>(Take 10 on knowledge check)<br/><br/>"Well, if it isn't Sinley," Zelara greeted her with polite friendliness. Now here was somebody worth getting closer to, a scion of a rival house. But Zelara was still alone, without allies or minions yet, and Sinley already had a band of hanger-ons tagging along no doubt thanks to her favored status. If Zelara were to go along with the exotically dressed noble now, she would be at a disadvantage. "What can I say, I live for adventure," she shrugged in mimicry of an apology. "Catch up with you later?"<br/><br/>With that Zelara took the north bridge, catching up with Lenora and Rizzid.<br/><br/>"Step back, I got this," she declared confidently as the "trap" made itself known at last. She summoned her innate ability and uttered the arcane words for<em>Dispel Magic</em>. But it seemed that the magic animating the metallic guardians was stronger than her own, because they refused to budge. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=83299)<br/><br/>"Bah, Looks like we have to do this the old-fashioned way," Zelara spat, and drew her rapier to the soft ring of cold steel sliding against its scabbard. She murmured a quick prayer to Lolth to guide her blow and lunged forward with practiced grace. (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/g/guidance) Her prayer was answered as the tip of her blade struck true, defacing the<em>"miet"</em>rune with a scratch that left it reading<em>"biet"</em>and inert. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=83300) "That takes care of that," she announced, and strolled with deliberate casualness around the now still plate.