<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RwjldFz.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sumireko Ibara<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dungeon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><strong>Combat Stats:</strong>HP: 28/28; AC: 18; CMD: 15; Fort; +6 Ref: +2; Will: 7; MW Injection Spear (+7, 1d8+4); Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=215647)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Prepared Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list"><li>0 lvl - Detect Magic</li><li>0 lvl - Read Magic</li><li>0 lvl - Spark</li><li>0 lvl - Detect Poison</li><li>1 lvl - Cure Light Wounds</li><li>1 lvl - Cure Light Wounds</li><li>1 lvl - Compel Hostility</li><li>1 lvl - Divine Favor</li></ul></div></div><br/>With the immediate threats taken care of, Sumireko could only watch as the last remaining orc ran for it, presumably to warn the rest of her teammates of the intruders coming. Sighing, she watched as Fireau and Satomi ran off to keep chase, although Satomi, with her seemingly constant stream of terrible luck, tripped upon a stray branch.  Even in their situation, the medic couldn't help but flash a warm smile at the bookworm, walking over to her as she searched the ground for her spectacles.  Once she located them, she'd alert the girl slowly, so as not to alarm her, with a hand on her shoulder.<br/><br/><em>Satomi-san, you'll be needing these, I think.  Maybe we should look into contacts for these outings, mmm?</em>She cracked, handing the glasses to her before offering her a helping hand up, the syringe currently taking up her other hand.<em>I was hoping it wouldn't come down to a chase, but...well, we can't just let her run off by herself, or she'll be a spit-roast later, I'm sure.</em><br/><br/><hr/>