<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/HP5dSTG.png)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Brom</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/Og3P0KA.jpg)<br/>Ferocity +2, Cunning +2, 0 Armor, Instinct +1<br/><br/>Strengths: Huge, Keen Senses<br/><br/>Training: Fight Humanoids, Scout, Travel<br/><br/>Weaknesses: Frightening<br/></div></div></div></div><strong>Name</strong>: Aenwyn Silvyr (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347208.msg16348153#msg16348153)<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 21/21<strong>Armor</strong>: 1<strong>XP</strong>: 0/8<br/><strong>Stats</strong>:  STR 8 (-1) DEX 16 (+2) CON 13 (+1) INT 9 (+0) WIS 15 (+1) CHA 12 (+0)<br/><strong>Encumbrance</strong>: 7/10<br/><strong>Effects</strong>:<br/><strong>Action</strong>:<br/><hr/><br/>As they finally touched down after the long flight, Aewyn gracefully hopped off the back of his feathered friend, offering a hand to help down the other party member riding on Brom's back, before turning to pet the humungous owl under the scruff of his neck, "Good work Brom. I know you're not used to carrying so many people at once, but you did an amazing job" he cooed, showering his companion in praise and reaching into his pack to feed him a dead<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">buttermouse</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/ftjtMef.jpg)</div></div>, one of Brom's favorite treats, "Alright, we'll give you a break for now.<em>VOKUUM</em>!" he bellowed, a command giving Brom permission to take off and start hunting for food on his own until Aenwyn called him back. After all a bird of that size needed a considerable amount of food, more than Aenwyn could ever hope to source and carry around himself. The massive owl wasted no time taking off back into the air, soaring over the cliff and gliding over the sprawling tree tops in search of dinner.<br/><br/>With that taken care of he turned to the rest of the party, "well that cut down our journey pretty well huh? Is everyone feeling alright?" he asked, looking to Valeria in particular since they had kinda swooped her up at the last minute without much briefing, "Brom didn't make any tears in your new suit did he?" he asked, doing a quick circle around her and eying her up and down to make sure there wasn't any damage. He had to admit this new look was quite the sharp contrast to her previous, more traditionally modest attire. There was very little left to the imagination indeed. Granted given how form fitting his own outfit was, Aenwyn wasn't one to judge.<br/><br/>Satisfied that he hadn't accidentally ruined her new suit, Aenwyn turned his attention to the horizon, to the thin spire that threatened to penetrate the clouds. It was the lair, or one of them at least, of the detestable Zardon. He was a fiend (figurative or literal), a corruptor, and an ancient enemy of his people. However his crime was not some great war or slaughter of his kin. It was not a body count that embittered the elves towards him, but the twisting of their virtues. There had been a generation of elite rangers, considered one of the greatest regiments in history, a dozen strong and each one a hero worthy of song in their own right. They had helped lead their people to victory in countless battles, carried out great deeds and gone on legendary adventurers...and Zardon had taken them from them. Not taken their lives, but their souls. With his dark magic and insidious seduction he had corrupted each and every one of them, warping their minds and tainting their hearts, dragging them over to the side of evil and making them swear allegiance to him. He had taken the very best of their people, their heroes, and turned them into dark rangers who only cared for power...Power Rangers if you would. It was this humiliation that the elves would never forgive, and it had gone unpunished for too long. He'd be lying if he said he had sought out this quest specifically to avenge his people's honor and restore the rangers' dignity, but it did make the journey extra personal.<br/><br/>"Oh I know well what we're doing Lina" he said, not pulling his gaze from the tower, "we're well in over our heads, and there are worse things Zardon can do than kill us. Either way my resolve won't be shaken..." he said, finally turning to look at everyone, giving them a bright smile, "...besides, it'll take much more than this to pry me away from such lovely ladies" he added with a teasing wink.