<div class="floatright"><strong>Waywocket</strong> (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1426309)<br/>(http://pictures.hentai-foundry.com/i/InCase/384359/InCase-384359-Alfie_chapter_6_cover.jpg)<br/><strong>HD:</strong> 2d8 | <strong>HP:</strong> 15 | <strong>AC:</strong> 14 | <br/><strong>Proficiency(+2):</strong> Religion, Perception, <br/>Survival, Medicine   | <br/><strong>Saving Throws:</strong> Intelligence, Wisdom   | <br/><strong>Dmg:</strong> Unarmed 1d4+2, Quarterstaff 1d6+2<br/>Dagger 1d4+2</div><br/><br/>The cracking of ice draws a squeak from Waywocket even as she stills, when she doesn't wind up in the water she twists around to look for Remi. Her teeth worry her lower lip as the fighter pulls herself free and heads back to shore. "You might want to back up from the ice and start a fire yeah? Gotta keep her warm." Straightening back up she goes back to working her way across the ice, the dress clinging to her soft rump as it sways back and forth with her crawling.<br/><br/>Reaching the other shore she carefully stands up and waves to the party on the other side before struggling to pull the javelin out of her dress. Said struggle wound up with her leaning forwards and tugging the javelin out of her dress, the tugging and shaking exposing plenty of jiggling flesh through the shifting neckline of her dress. With it finally free she buries the javelin into the ground near a tree and pulls the rope free. Bounding around the tree she loops it around the tree twice, once it's pulled tight she then ties it off around the javelin. Moving back to the river she waves wildly. "Tie it off!" She then rocks from foot to foot as she waits on the rope to be tied off.