<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: 35/35, AC/TAC/FFAC: 20/11/19, CMD: 22, Active spells: N/A, Postcounter: 14<br/>Languages: Common, Abyssal</div></div><br/><strong>Location</strong>Valenlands<br/><strong>Taggging</strong>All<br/><br/><strong>"Ah, Miss Estrada was it?"</strong>The Princess moved forward a little bit, but not threateningly so. The fight was ostensibly over, which was fine enough, but that wasn't all too helpful.<strong>"I, and hopefully my companions, are fine with you leaving, although I would of course appreciate the antidote. But, are you sure we cannot politely discuss this to see if there is not a course of action that benefits all of us?"</strong><br/><br/>The Princess licked her lips, cleaning them of the specks of blood that had splashed there. Her blade was still low, where it stayed, because her words were honest ones. Certainly, Estrada was supposedly here to kill half and capture the other half, but for what reasons? Why did she want to stop them? Maybe that was something that they could discuss to find a mutually beneficial solution. It felt only reasonable, to her at least.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div>