<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/GplWqsu.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Eli Cloudytwirls (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2589313)<br/><br/><em>Battle Actions</em><br/><strong>Movement</strong><br/><strong>Action</strong><br/><strong>Bonus Action</strong><br/><strong>Reaction:</strong><br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Eli has 120ft darkvision that works in magical darkness. And 30ft flight speed.<br/>Lvl 2 Spell Slots: 1/2<br/><hr/><br/>Eli's pout from her miss only grows as the frog dives into the water followed by Shade diving after it. As the others help the suddenly not swimming one back up to the boat she turns her attention to Jes, head tilting and boots just brushing the boat's rim. "It's funny how many things taste like chicken. I've always wondered if everything is just made of chicken or if chicken just tastes like everything instead." A low hum drifts from her as she briefly leans in towards Jes. "I wonder if you taste like chicken. Poison chicken? Hmmmm..." With a giggle she flutters back to her spot on the boat.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As the trip wore on her forays out into the trees slowly tapered off and she settled upon her pack, snatches of slyvan drifting from her as she lightly sang. Every now and then she'd break up the monotony of travel by twisting the water into strange shapes and freezing them only to let them bob in the water and drift away from the boat. As shifts of watch were taken she gladly took her turn at watch. And while she did keep an eye out she also gathered up vines and seeds, a few whispered words causing the seeds to blossom into bright flowers. And thus supplied she decked the boat's rim in flowers and put together shoddy flowered wreaths that found their way onto everyone's head.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The touch of Shade's mind has her perking up, the moans mingling in the contact drawing a giggle from her. Giggles turn to peals of bell like laughter at Frore's comment and as she took to the air to peer about she made sure to drift over Darius, the position such that should he look up he'd note that not only did she not believe in underwear she bore no hair save what was on her head. "Oh hoh. Bright of Wood your Quiet Lover calls you ever so softly. Worn her out already have you Crusader? Should we perhaps keep you from being alone on watch so that you aren't distracted?"<br/><br/>Her teasing done she flits over to Shade's side, staff clutched in hand and gaze off down the river. "Stronger pull? But something happening? More to go on or are you tugging at the chains on your own?"