<div class="floatright">(http://files.myopera.com/ghostone13/albums/3196741/fantasy-girl.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=425044 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=425044)<br/>Armor Class: 17<br/>CMD 18<br/>Aheago:  19/19<br/>Hit Points: 19/19<br/>Pleasure:  ?<br/><br/><br/><br/>Buffs:  None<br/>Status Effects:  None<br/>Stunning Fist:  1/1<br/>[/url]</div></div><br/>Nadia was relaxed this morning.  She was clean and healthy from her new dress to her pristine skin.  It was hard to imagine just the other day the young monk had been a heartbeat away from being driven mad by lust.<br/><br/>Truth be told, the resilient young woman and woken trembling and dripping, then switched from sleep to meditation for the last three hours of her night, before taking a long bath.<br/><br/>"I put the blacksmith to worn on my weapon too," She explained to the gathering, "And I found some throwing weapons that should be powerful enough to sever a tentacle."  She drew a stack of metallic stars from one of her belt pouches and held them up.  "I've learned to deliver these pretty quickly."<br/><br/>The petite girl was quite busty--she made no effort to hide it with her scoop-necked blouse.  she had curly golden brown hair with blond streaks.<br/><br/>"I hope the messenger gets through all right."  She examined the map.  "It kind of makes sense that someone is creating these things.  If nothing else, it would explain why we've not heard of things quite like them before."  She looked up from the map.  "I'm ready whenever you girls are."