<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">N'trish'ta Songfire (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1x_zUnbLDkhN5lscU54WR9hNvwFWx_uvDdMHC9diq96c/edit)</span><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7f/81bcdfed52c836dd51f1632dcba4ab1a--dark-elf-fantasy-inspiration.jpg)</div><strong>Class/Level : </strong>Cleric 1<br/><br/><strong>HP : </strong>8<br/><strong>AC : </strong>16<br/><br/><strong>Positive Conditions : </strong>N/A<br/><strong>Negative Conditions : </strong>N/A<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_u">Mechanical Actions + Dicerolls</span><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Trish was thoroughly enraptured with the heroes described in the museum.  She crooned over Yaniel's courage and dedication.  She praised Marseis's intelligence and devotion to strengthening her allies.  She blushed and giggled at Wren, saying his blend of strength and grace was incredibly manly.  At Tsukiko's story, Na'Trish'Ta fell silent, but she read every word!<br/><br/>Less than enthusiastic responses to the holy blade dampened Na'Trish'Ta's enthusiasm, but with Liraniel's ironic self assessment, she looked up into the elves eyes and touched her on the shoulder.  "It's okay, Liri.  They believe in you."<br/><br/>Trish then skipped away and turned back to her newfound friends with her hands clasped at the small of her back, still walking away, and gave them all a wide smile, "Let's find some desert and then get to the opening ceremonies."