<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>|<strong>AC:</strong>20 |<strong>Initiative:</strong>7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=134762)<del>11</del>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=134761) |<strong>Speed:</strong>20' |<strong>Effects:</strong>-<br/><hr/><br/>Jhess recovered her balance, and was about to take another swing, when the awful-looking creature nestled itself in Velkyn's arms. The Varisian woman looks... incredulous to say the least. "...Friend of yours? What ARE these things?" she squints, but doesn't get too close. "Someone has a fucked-up idea of treasure." She keeps her weapon out - just in case - but makes no further aggressive move.