<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/afRPyAC.jpg?1)</div><strong>Princess Harriet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293833.msg14440794#msg14440794)</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 41/41, AC/TAC/FFAC: 20/11/19, CMD: 23, Active spells: N/A, Postcounter: 22<br/>Languages: Common, Abyssal<br/>4 Int Damage<br/>Touch of Corruption (6/7)<br/><br/>Spells:<br/>1st - <del>Litany of Sloth</del>, Litany of Weakness</div></div><br/><strong>Location</strong>Valenlands<br/><strong>Taggging</strong>Estrada<br/><br/>Princess Harriet discarded the door by hurling it off towards a tree, ricocheting it off with might alone.<strong>"'Scathing' her did even less for us. She will simply go to her... five allies, or more, and heal. Heal faster than us."</strong>She shrugged, now atop the tipped over vehicle and standing tall, looking a bit peeved.<strong>"Unless we won something that I'm missing."</strong><br/><br/>The carriage was probably set up to slow anyone going along the road, right? It certainly seemed full of clothing that didn't look particularly valuable. But it was worth a check, in case there was anything buried inside. After checking to see if the coast was clear below, Harriet dropped down into the carriage to investigate more thoroughly, throwing crappy quality fabric out of the vehicle like a magician producing handkerchiefs. Once finished she pulled herself up, sitting on the side of the carriage and looking back. She was a little calmed down now, a little more cleared of the mind.<strong>"We want answers, yes? So we push onward. Try to get our answers. Track down... whatever it was. But the people that hired Lady Estrada might have our answers too."</strong>It was something to think about, surely.<br/><br/>OOC: corrected, 22 on this post