<div class="floatright">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/75cffc883b880012bf36b59287bcd191/tumblr_p7wo9yQi111v4fvg9o1_1280.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Jhessela Vanscasa (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1843842)</span><br/><em>Varisian Fighter, 1st level</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>13/13 |<strong>AC:</strong>20 |<strong>Initiative:</strong>|<strong>Speed:</strong>20' |<strong>Effects:</strong>-<br/><hr/><br/>"It's a long way until midnight," Jhess noted with a glance at the late morning sky. "I think we can let the Pelican be for a while yet. Unless you guys<em>want</em>to hang around there for..." Still squinting at the sky, "Ten, twelve hours? I think I have a pack of cards." The woman glanced from one face to the other. "None of us look like slaves. I mean... Velkyn, no offense, but<em>maybe</em>you do, dressed like that."<br/><br/>"The thing with the Tower Girls," she continued, "Is that they might not know where she<em>is</em>, but I'd bet my left nut" her what? "...On them knowing exactly what she stole. And there's the chance that some sort of clue was left at their old hideout, or that Fenster heard something. He's a piece of shit, but he's got eyes and ears. Well.<em>an</em>eye, and ears." From the look on her face, talking to this Fenster fellow was not high on her "ways I want to spend my day" chart. "That's all the way in Underbridge though..."