<div class="floatleft">(http://67.media.tumblr.com/c23e7ab8a5ea1541887b910089e5bd1c/tumblr_o8u5m8SlVi1tk4029o1_1280.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Elsibette Taggle (http://)</span><br/>NG Female Halfling Cleric of Erastil 5<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vitals</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Init</strong> +2 | <strong>Speed:</strong> 20 | <strong>HP:</strong> 45/45 (0 NL)<br/><strong>AC:</strong> 22 (14 touch, 20 FF) | <strong>CMD:</strong> 16 || <strong>Saves:</strong> +8F, +5R, +9W<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong> +2 Enhancement Bonus to Perception and Survival (Deadeye's Spotter Ring)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells Prepared</div><div class="spoiler_body">3<sup>rd</sup> - Archon's Aura, Dispel Magic, Prayer<sup>D</sup><br/>2<sup>nd</sup> - Bull's Strength, Deadeye's Arrow, Goodberry, Shield Other<sup>D</sup><br/>1<sup>st</sup> - Abundant Ammunition, Bless, Bless, Divine Favor, Protection from Evil<sup>D</sup><br/>0<sup>th</sup> - Create Water, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink </div></div></div></div><hr/><br/><strong>"Why in the world would there be an inn <em>here</em>? No wonder it's abandoned,"</strong>Elsi mumbles, pulling her cloak tighter around herself. She nodded to telthor.<strong>"Good. We'll get inside, get a fire going, maybe thaw out our bones a bit. I don't care if there's a bear in there, or a whole ogre tribe, my ass is frozen to this saddle."</strong>She chuckled weakly.<br/><br/>Clearly it wasn't, as she slid off the saddle smoothly enough, sinking nearly to her hips in the piled snow. She tugged her dog's reins, grumbling to herself as she led the animal towards the door.. There was a small smile flashed towards Isabeau.<strong>"You won't be happy until you find a trap, will you?"</strong>She saw the state of the door and scowled. Her ass really<em>was</em>starting to feel frozen now, and this wasn't helpful.<strong>"Well, nothing to do but clear this. One of you tallfolk will have to get that door open, I haven't got the... leverage."</strong>She shifted her pack around to liberate her shield, the kite-shaped concave steel decorated with several deep scratches in its painted image of a wren on a thistle. Using hte flatter edge as a shovel, she began to scoop away the snow blocking hte door. Well, at least the exertion would warm her.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Should have prepped Mending. Oh well. </div></div>