<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/wzGNMbC.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><del>Serana Strode</del>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2697354) Josephine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Class:</strong>lv.3 Artificer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer<br/><hr/><strong>HP:</strong>24/24 -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>Initiative:</strong>1 -<strong>Passive Perception:</strong>14<br/><strong>Infusions: </strong>Bag of Holding, Enhanced Defense -<strong>Arcane Armor:</strong>Infiltrator -<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">lv.1 3/3<br/>-Magic Missile<br/>-Thunderwave<br/>-Cure Wounds<br/>-Disguise Self<br/>-Identify<br/>-Purify Food and Drink<br/>-Jim's Magic Missile (free cast per long rest 1/1)<br/>-Hex (free cast per long rest 1/1)<br/>-Misty Step (free cast per long rest 1/1)</div></div><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Serana was conflicted about being kicked out of the carriage. On one hand she didn't like being split away from the rest of the party, but she had to admit it was good (for everyone) to be out of that man's presence. The solitude also allowed her to focus on her work again. With a little gold she was able to rent space in one of the other merchants' carriages, giving her ample time and space to tinker with the prosthetics. Between the two days she was able to make significant progress, and by the time they were pulling up to the city she was nearly done with them. She could likely finish them within her next sitting for sure.<br/><br/>Speaking of the city, Serana couldn't help but marvel as they approached it. She hadn't thought any city in the world could rival the Atlantican capital, yet here it was. It was almost uncanny. The two cities were similar in so many ways, in their grandeur, their resplendence, in their sheer scale. However despite the superficial similarities one only needed to look a tiny bit deeper to see just how alien the place was. So many different races, so many monsters...all living together, working together, as if it were no big deal, as if it were normal...maybe...it was normal? Everyone seemed to get along just fine, all the different cultures were allowed to represent themselves freely, there was no open scorn, no violence, no oppression. Her kingdom had always asserted that these beings were naught but evil monsters, either mindless killing machines or cruel manipulators, and for that reason they needed to be controlled or exterminated. However if it truly was as she was seeing now, provided it was not some grand, elaborate deception, then was this peaceful coexistence not proof that these different creatures were not truly monstrous? If this city could manage such harmony, then what excuse did Atlantica have for not being able to do the same? It brought up a lot of questions in her mind. Questions that made her uncomfortable. Questions she didn't have answers for. Questions she quickly realized she'd rather not think about.<br/><br/>Stepping out of the carriage Serana quickly spotted the others. She hung back for a moment until Lord Balebrook fucked off before joining back up with them, "I agree with Ionli. She needs to be taken care of first and foremost" she said, announcing her presence, "I also need to be with her to make the final measurements and adjustments for her prosthetics, so whether we split or not I'll be going to the Guild"