<div class="floatleft">(http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo122/grizzly/Nimeda-CloseUp.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Nimeda Massak</strong><br/><em>Human Inquisitor of Gorum</em><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Lorrimor Home<br/><strong>Stats</strong>:<em>HP</em>:13/13 |<em>Init</em>: +4<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>:<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Nimeda lightly stroked a scar on her cheek as she reread the diary for the fourth time.  It was both fascinating and disturbing.  Necromancers, the Way, ghosts, ruins and most importantly of all, something big going on behind it all.  The whole developing story was riveting and after having lived with a band of monster hunters for most of her youth, Nimeda was feeling that compulsion to investigate.<br/><br/>"Aye...Harrowstone..." Nimeda replied distractedly to Shorn, her eyes still on the diary.  "...we may need to make a trip there shortly.  If all of this was...how does the Temple of Pharasma fit into this?  Sure they're necromancers but would Pharasman Clerics get themselves involved with Necromancers?"