<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/cmdBT47.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Aysha (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2482273)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>65/65 -<strong>AC:</strong>24 -<strong>Energy:</strong>40/40<br/><strong>Current Size:</strong>Medium<br/><strong>Current state:</strong>Physical<br/><strong>Current speed:</strong>60/60<br/><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>1d20m-1 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=154491) - Knowledge check<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Daily routine for Aysha was waking up before dawn, getting some physical training in outdoors, before returning to her Freelancer Guild apartment to have breakfast and get ready for the day. All suited up, armed and armored, trying to look something like a knight. Though her knightly plate was blackened by her stay in the realm of shadows, twisted looking with more harsh edges and points to it, and the tabard from her home hadn't been worn for a long while. Ready for her day, Aysha leaves her lonely apartment and heads to the building's lobby. She checks her mail nook, not expecting much, but finding a sealed letter. "Hmmph. What's this?" Aysha mutters, using a pointed fingernail to cut a slit open, and pull the letter out. She reads through it, decides that she has nothing better to do today anyways... But there was a lot of time to spend between then and now. Somehow, having something to look forward to in the evening made this whole thing a lot harder, trying to plan what to fill it all with. "Hrmmm..." Scowling down at the letter while trying to think of something.