<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/29/E35b81ec25ba02815cddf6a411b8426c.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Yamyra Fardawn (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2445785)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl: 4, Race: Halfling, Gender: Female, Class: Cleric</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>36/36<br/><strong>AC:</strong>18<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>d20+5<br/><hr/><br/>The fiery dancers was a petite halfling, barely three feet tall.  She gave the samurai a smile.  "Hey, there, are you awake now?  My name's Yamyra."  She blushed a bit.  "you're tall!  is this normal for you?"  She made a flourish of her scimitar as she gave a quick bow.  "are you injured?  I've healed many with Saranrae's blessing today, but her warmth is as boundless as the sun and I have more than enough strength to tap a bit more of it."<br/><br/>Yamyra looked around, "That goes for everyone.  Wounds from such beasts as these should not go untreated.  Let's handle that quickly, though, and get on the road!"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dice</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div>