<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6a/5e_PC_1.jpeg)</div><strong>Tania Duskspell</strong><br/><hr/><strong>“I can see in the dark,”</strong>confirmed Tania. She wasn’t ashamed of her elven heritage, but it wasn’t always obvious to others. She drew her sword and fastened her shield to her left arm.<strong>“I’ll go in the second row.”</strong><br/><br/>Her relatively bold tone and posture weren’t quite a reflection of her true feelings, which were better demonstrated by her nose wrinkling at the prospect of poking around in a damp cave. Perhaps a true Knight of Myth Drannor would be surging at the prospect of charging into valiant action. All Tania could think was how that stream in the cave was going to<em>ruin</em>her calfskin boots.<br/><br/>She moved to position herself on the right hand side of the column, so she could cover whomever was to her left with her shield, and leave her sword hand free.