<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Quniarra (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2309749)</span><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/kGA4nAS.png)</div><strong>Class/Level:</strong>Level 1 Paladin<br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong>11/11<br/><strong>AC:</strong>15<br/><br/><strong>Positive Conditions:</strong>None<br/><strong>Negative Conditions:</strong>None<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_u">Mechanical Actions + Dicerolls</span><br/><br/><hr/><br/>A pair of less-armored women were approaching, there was an intent in their stare that made Quniarra realize they were heading in her direction. She quickly finished her latest bite of rabbit before rising up to her feet to more politely greet them both. The dark elf woman was a curious sight to see, perhaps even moreso with the holy symbol of Sarenrae nestled between her bosoms.<br/><br/>"Good morning," she offered to N’Trish’Ta and Murasaki, before offering a bow to them both. "Quniarra," she offered up her name soon after, "paladin of Iomedae. Well met devotee of Sarenrae, strange to see one of your race worshipping her, though perhaps that is strange to hear from a demonspawn who follows Iomedae." She laughs gently at her own statement, obviously no judgment meant by it, simply noting a strange similarity they both share.<br/><br/>"Are you both here for the festivities to see off the crusaders? Or are you joining the fight?" she asked them both and also turned her attention to the other Tiefling that was nearby that they were also attempting to introduce themselves to. There was a certain surliness to Cassia, but that wasn’t too unexpected.