<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2d/Warrior_Princess2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Alana</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1JqHzH38mmtrlCWkkWbWF05RokZkuYXoqB35SUgt2gzk/edit)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Mongrelfolk (Human, with Tabaxi traits.)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Cleric of Light<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Slave<br/><br/>Shock kept Alana cold for a long while but tending to the girls she'd grown up with gave that cold a layer of serenity.  The revelation of Josephine's gentle beauty helped warm her chilled body--as did Thistle's innocence, Moola's kindness, and the horrible jokes making the rounds.  She was almost smiling.<br/><br/>Time to go, Alana lifted two of her friends onto Lalia's back.  She supported a third girl as they walked together.  If necessary, she would ask Moola to take her pack so she could give her young neighbor a piggyback ride.  That left the fourth girl needing someone to support her.<br/>