<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>13/13 |<strong>AC:</strong>20 |<strong>Initiative:</strong>|<strong>Speed:</strong>20' |<strong>Effects:</strong>-<br/><hr/><br/>Jhess... seemed totally at home within Underbridge. In fact while acting as the party's guide through the city, they could notice she seemed even more sure of where she was going here. She whirled when Valindra shrieked, and gave her a disbelieving look before giggling. "Yeah, gotta watch out for the rats. They get pretty big out here." She turned and started on the way again, "On account of all the children they eat. come on, we're almost there."<br/><br/>She shouldered past a panel of wood veneer that was almost-a-door on a collapsed section of warehouse, leading the others in. "I never met him<em>myself</em>, but i know people who did. When he shows up, he's... well, he's gonna be everything you expect of a guy who goes by 'Fenster the Blight.'" She then turned towards the shack of dinghies. She took in the sign, and what she knew, muttering "He'd just cram coins up his... Hmmm." She opened a pouch at her hip and drew out a small book; its leather cover is a deep burgundy color, except where it's worn away to the grey underneath hte dye, sealed with a clasp set with a rose quartz. She tossed the book into the gift dish with a clatter.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>OOC:</strong>Giving up Jhess' blue book (https://www.aonprd.com/EquipmentMiscDisplay.aspx?ItemName=Blue%20book), which in addition to being 5 GP in value, seems right up the alley of a creepy grimy old coot.