<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ujZxFTS.png?1)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ophelia Hearth-Walker (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2333791)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>lacey red/black panties, girl's uniform, armor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>road to mill<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ana, Morgan, Ceri, open<br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong>8/8 -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>SP:</strong>6/6 -<strong>Souls:</strong>7/7<br/><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Morgan's query of the nature of this world's residents caused Ophelia to unconsciously reach up and smooth down her bangs, ensuring her own mark of inhumanity was still covered behind the curtain of raven hair, "It's impossible to say until we actually meet one. considering how diverse our own plane's races' are there could be all matter of creatures completely alien to us, or it could simply be a slightly skewed mirror of our own world" she did her best to explain, "though I will say it's rather convenient that all the parchments and signs we've encountered so far have been written in Common. It's possibly a secondary effect of whatever spell brought us here, but if it's not then having an identical language to our own plane might suggest the residents are more similar to us than not"