<div class="floatleft">(http://i1300.photobucket.com/albums/ag94/Autocad-E/8d6809e7f5e4e4d52b48d30522c7bf08_zpsy2zv1nyw.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Fireau Shiro (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=216150)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dungeon<br/><strong>Combat Stats:</strong>HP: 25/25; AC: 14; CMD: 15; Fort; +3 Ref: +3; Will: +3; MW Longspear (+5, 1d8+3);<br/><strong>Spells remaining:</strong>5/6<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Fireau stood a little ways back, lightning yet another cigarette - no lighter needed, just a snap of her fingers. The "Smoker Supreme" watched Vanessa<del>manhandle</del>futahandle the orcess with feigned disinterest between puffs of smoke, although the straining bulge in her pants told quite a different story.<br/><br/>Finished, she flicked the stub to the ground and crushed it to ashes under the heel of her boot. "If they're expecting us to come right up the path, the least we could do is make an effort to go around, through the trees maybe," she remarked, hefting her spear once more.