<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/20/Halfdrow_portrait.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Maggs (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1c/Maggs_-_Maggarie_Forest_%281st_Ranger%29.pdf)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beside the broken coffin<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Amanda, none<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong>None<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>+2<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP:</strong> 12/12 | <strong>AC:</strong> 15 (T: 12, FF: 13) | <strong>CMD:</strong> 16<br/><strong>Speed:</strong> 30/x4 | <strong>Perception Bonus:</strong> +7 (+9 vs Animal)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Spells Per Day:</strong> N/A <br/><strong>Memorized Spells:</strong> N/A</div></div></div></div><hr/><br/>Seemingly unwilling to meet anyone's gaze-- especially not a priest of Pharasma-- Maggs manages only to briefly look up at Amanda with a burning stare in her cold, blue eyes.  Without even parting her lips to speak, she prepares to lift the coffin again, her jaw clenching and unclenching and eyes watery with either shame or anger.  Her delicate, ashen-gray face simply turns away, seeking some angle to hide itself in the shroud of her hood from the shaming stares of the mourners... particularly the Professor's daughter... until this task is done.