<hr/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/EazLtEG.jpg)</div><strong>Clara Reinhardt</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2083589)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Inside the Village<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Hammer<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 24/24<strong>AC</strong>: 18<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: None<br/><hr/><br/>Clara listened intently for the commander’s words. She was happy that the men were able to recapture the compound. Although she knew it wouldn’t provide them any sort of assistance for the upcoming battle it still helped to make her feel that much safer. If the soldiers at least had some form of foothold inside the town then maybe it was not lost. However Clara was reminded of exactly the situation they were in as she felt the psychic energy begin to leak out of the town.<br/><br/>Clara wrinkled her eyebrows as Gorex spoke. She scowled because she knew he was correct which just made her hate it even more. She balled her fists and shouted at him,<br/><br/>“I do not feel inferior! Just because she has like, a super awesome body and very nice breasts and stuff and she makes me feel uncomfortably hot does not mean I feel inferior...” Her voice started to trail off as a very evident blush covered her cheeks as she shrunk back behind Sorath pressing herself against his back almost as if to try and hide herself from the crowd feeling very embarrassed. As Sorath speaks as well however she turns away from him and scoffs,<br/><br/>“I didn’t mean it like that...I just...whatever!” Clara would cross her arms across her chest, squishing her breasts against her. She pouted trying to show her dislike of the situation as she still followed quickly behind Sorath even though she was mad at him. As they walked into the town Clara could feel the psychic pulse emanate from the town center once again. Clearly something was coming and they needed to confront it. She steeled herself for the coming battle.<br/>