<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CK4PRbC.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Familiar: Fidget</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/aMEMqdp.jpg)</div></div></div>Sylvia Myriss (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2354516)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>14/14<strong>AC:</strong>12<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Wizard: lv0.(4) <br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>1-Detect magic</li><li>2-Prestidigitation</li><li>3-Mage hand</li><li>4-read magic</li></ul>lv1. (2+1 BS:1)<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>1-Silent image DC:14</li><li>2-Enlarge person</li><li>3:Grease DC:15</li><li>4-Mage armor</li></ul><br/>lv2.(1+1 BS:1)<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>1-Summon monster 2</li><li>2-Summon monster 2</li><li>3-glitter dust DC:16</li></ul><br/></div></div><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Golden Goblin -<strong>Tagging:</strong>Bastards<br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/><strong>Actions: Takes a seat with the other bastards and tries to flag down a wench for food Spot check (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151250)</strong><br/><hr/>It took a bit of time but Sylvia eventually arrived at Suzail. The wagon she had paid to catch a ride with slowly pulled into the bustling city. The blue-haired mage peaked her head out of the wagon to gaze at all the people before her. Sure she had grown up in a city too but she had never seen a celebration like this. After getting a decent way past the entrance she would give the driver the last half of his payment and get off of the wagon. Naturally, the first thing she ends up stepping in is a deep puddle causing the woman to groan in annoyance before making her way deeper into the city.<br/><br/>As she walked through the crowded streets she felt her stomach growl. Her eyes looking around for any sort of tavern or bar to stop at quickly settled on the ostentatious sign of the Golden Goblin. "Well I certainly suppose this place is better than starving myself," She murmured before making her way into the crowded tavern. It was certainly more crowded then what the socially inept mage was used to as she meekly wandered through the tavern and took the last seat available not knowing whether she needed to ask for permission to sit or not she did so anyways doing her best to avoid looking at any of the other nearby guests, however her cursirary glance showed she was sitting with two other humans, a half orc, elf, and dwarf while trying to flag down a wench.