<div class="floatright">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/b6/ae/45/b6ae45ea51fab6883e9b4e4a2b0e3cfd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Finna Stendahl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202196.msg9882560#msg9882560)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Catacombs<br/><strong>With:</strong>Aleria, heading back to the rest of the Strike Force<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Blessed (+1 atk, +1 save vs. fear), Poisoned (-1 Str)<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>HP: 19</strong>: 7</td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td><strong>AC: 19</strong> FF: 17 /T: 12</td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td><strong>BAB: +5</strong> / TW +3/+3</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Init: +1</strong></td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td><strong>SAVES </strong>F: +4/ R: +2 /W: +0</td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td>CMB +7 / CMD 17 / 19 vs. Sunder and Disarm</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/><br/>Finna held onto Bree as she wrapped her arms about her and whispered into Bree's ear, "I couldn't bare to leave you... Not even for Odin's Mead Hall..." She held Bree close, melting into her, wanting to forget everything but her for a moment, even with her body aching and being wet and cold to the bone. She closed her eyes an buried her haed within Bree's hair and loosing herself in the presence of the woman she loved for the few heartbeats they could spare for one another.<br/><br/>Then with a sigh and a shift in mood, Finna drew back just a bit and said  in response to Bree's question, "I know not the particulars, but she's been truly ill used... And the wounds go deep. She's hurt full sore, mind, spirit and flesh." She looked to Aleria and asked, "Can you vow to stay with us from now on? Safety is only found in this company. To travel alone is to invite death," she reminded the wizardess and then flat out asked, "Who did all that to you? Who hurt you so deeply?"