<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/3e/DCLen.png/720px-DCLen.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Len (https://elliquiy.com/wiki/Delvers_Company_Characters#Len)<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Party<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Hide Armor, bandages, hooded top, black pants<br/>HP: 24/24<strong>Armor:</strong>1      XP: 1/8<br/><hr/><br/>Finally, she was free!  Sure, her ass was a bit worse for wear, but she'd fix that later, when she was alone.  It seemed that the croc decided against pursuing her again, as well, though he was giving  her a look that wasn't exactly foreign to her before she'd realized what she'd become.<em>Did he know?  Did it really matter if she wouldn't see this damned crew of pirates past the ship loading?</em>She returned the look, initiating an intense stare-down between the two.  If she really needed to, she could kill him without much trouble.  With her sight, he shouldn't pose a threat.  And if he decided to tell the others what she was, would they<em>truly</em>believe him?  After all, they'd been enemies not too long ago.<br/><br/>Whatever, for now, she'd assist the group how she could.  Of course, she'd reabsorbed her weapons into herself, so that was a bit of an issue, to say nothing of her now shredded pants.  Still, nothing she couldn't fix later, or at least mimic.<strong>Damn, it seems that my sword and shield went missing when the fog was here.  No matter, some coins will allow me to purchase something a bit <em>fuller</em> when we return."</strong>She wasn't lying about that, at least.<em>Damn</em>, she felt hungry.  Breaking the gaze, she walked over to the group, speaking to Enniya in particular.<strong>"Anything I can do to assist?  Or shall I wait on the ship?  Strength isn't necessarily my strong suit, I admit."</strong>