<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/afRPyAC.jpg?1)</div><strong>Princess Harriet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293833.msg14440794#msg14440794)</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 41/41, AC/TAC/FFAC: 20/11/19, CMD: 23, Active spells: N/A, Postcounter: 24<br/>Languages: Common, Abyssal<br/>4 Int Damage<br/>Touch of Corruption (6/7)<br/><br/>Spells:<br/>1st - <del>Litany of Sloth</del>, Litany of Weakness</div></div><br/><strong>Location</strong>Maldur<br/><strong>Taggging</strong>Ashley, Sague<br/><br/>Harriet hopped down and began marching onward, Sagu grumbling about being forced into becoming a messenger-bat before scuttling off to the trees, where he could pace his master on wing without being too conspicuous. She was a Princess after all, and Princesses did not travel nice country roads with hellbats at their side.<br/><br/>Of course, Princesses didn't often travel around still wearing the blood of silenced snakes either, even if that blood was masked by a small glamour.<br/><br/>She didn't wait for Ashley overly much though - the going with her armor was slow already, and he could always catch up easily enough. They had to make it to Maldur after all, and Princess Harriet put her back into it, clipping along with her blade on her back and her new hammer by her side. Passing the gates into the city didn't slow her down much either. Even with her thoughts dulled, the pleasant words flowed well enough, and nothing too unreasonable was asked. Then it was only a matter of tracking down the Pink Dragon in this city. It was a big place, and that meant asking around but again, Harriet could do that well enough. Even with it being late afternoon, Harriet wasn't too concerned about any trouble that might come from ruffians or the like. They tended to amuse her for a time, is all. Like the snake had.