<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/Sresk.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Sresk</span></span>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2446598)<br/><hr/><em>Lvl 5 Female Skinwalker Monk/Bloodrager</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>65<br/><strong>AC:</strong>17<strong>Touch:</strong>15<strong>FF:</strong>21<strong>CMD:</strong>21<strong>FCMD:</strong>20<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>0<strong>Bloodrage Rounds</strong>10/13<br/><strong>Temp Effects:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>A bit away from the camp Sresk had strung her hammock between two of the mangroves, her pack tied to a branch a bit higher up from that. The shifter was flopped face down upon the mesh of her hammock still skyclad except for her bracers and necklace. Every now and then the gleam of her emerald eyes would flicker as she lazily rocked and watched things in a light daze.<br/>Sophia's wave and beckoning cause her head to tilt before she shifts, the hammock flipping over and dumping her into the brackish water beneath with a splash. The water stills before her head slowly breaches the water in another spot, bright gaze locking onto Sophia before she emerges. With the water freely running down her bare form she wades out before making her way to the Chieftess's tree. Coming to a stop she stares down unblinking before crouching, arms resting on her knees uncaring of how the pose leaves her hairless body fully exposed. "Something happen?" Her gaze leaves Sophia to slowly run across the camp