<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/775121752186421279/776453145865093230/flowing_hair_kuro23.png?width=520&amp;height=571)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ceri Thayheart (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2333328)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Skirted uniform + leather armor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside room 30<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wren, Seven, Morgan, Satora<br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong>12/12 -<strong>AC:</strong>16<br/><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Kick door!<br/><br/><hr/><br/>All this fussing about with magical concerns, lock picking and knocking... none of it was working. "We gotta' stop for now Morgan." Gently pushing the slime-girl out of her bountiful bosom, and standing up from the floor. "We're trying to get in, huh?" Ceri asked rhetorically. She steps up to the door, gently parting a path and moving others out of her way. Ceri gets set in a ready stance, and lunges forwards, trying to kick the door down with a boot placed to the handle side of it. The short skirt she wears flaps up as her leg and foot rise to challenge the door, so little fabric could scarcely cover the figure Ceri has.