<div class="floatleft">(https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/b0f84fs50d46n6n/Tilde%20thumbnail.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tilde (tilsin'rayair)<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Transmutation Wizard [Enhancement]<br/><strong>Age:</strong>16 (kobold adult)<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Tilde just barely arrived in time for the great Dragon's words, watching the crystal intently, eyes sparkling with a lust to get her claws on it, dissect it, figure out how to replicate it...<br/><br/>And the crystals can grant wishes? Did she hear that right? An entire tribe of kobolds turned dragons... her eyes sparkle at the thought of having centuries to amass knowledge and magic. It isn't long before that thought has her cheering and chanting alongside the rest of her craven bretheren.<br/><br/><strong>”The Dragon wishes to have a word with you in the privacy of his hut.”</strong><br/><br/>That stops Tilde dead. A private meeting with the dragon is as likely to end in misfortune as fortune, but it's also impossible to get out of. She dutifully follows.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Active Spells:</strong><br/>Book Ward<br/>Mage Armor<br/>False Life<br/>Ant Haul