<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/joXEzs9.jpg?1)  </div>Stela Raynov<br/>Alignment: Chaotic Good<br/>Class: Unchained Rogue<br/>Myth-Weavers Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=688997)<br/><br/>Stela sulks at Lydia's rejection.  "Never rode a coach before," she mumbles, checking her weapons before bundling her cloak about her, then hauling up her share of whatever food and supplies they were able to gather at the Inn.  "Kind of nice."  Readjusting her cloak so that it doesn't impede her movement, she sets off behind Lydia, her own footfalls all but silent on the dilapidated road.<br/><br/>She too scans the surroundings, listening and scrutinizing the shadows and the meager light of the fire over a hundred yards ahead.  "Think the fire's to keep something away?"