<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><strong>Wren Bushberry</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=279784.msg13755164#msg13755164)<div align="center"></div></div>(https://78.media.tumblr.com/eb38a2dc5f9a953b7cc9a9ec7cb10202/tumblr_p0x3bjEQ3x1tk4029o2_1280.jpg)<br/><strong>HD:</strong> 2d8 | <strong>HP:</strong> 17 | <strong>AC:</strong> 18<br/><strong>Proficiency:</strong> +2 (Religion, Insight<br/>Medicine, Persuasion)<br/><strong>Saving Throws:</strong> Cha, Wis<br/><strong>Damage:</strong> Warhammer (1d8+2 / 1d10+2) | <br/>Light Crossbow (1d8)</div><strong>"Oh, I don't know,"</strong>She said to Jynx, walking along with him and Waywocket.<strong>"We've had to tend ot a few of the bravos who picked more than a fight than they knew what to do with."</strong>She mused, looking up at the winter sky.<strong>"They seemed manly enough. I mean most of them had beards like yours... that's how you can tell who's manly, right?" </strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The scrying device's warmth wasn't unwelcome, but Wren did find it strange to have the half-visible thing floating around overheard. Less worried about privacy, and more the sensation of<em>why would people want to watch us trudge through the trees?</em>Even so, she was marveling at the world around them, so different from the manicured parks and well-tended "woodlands" underneath the bubbles. Look, sticks! Mud! A fox just savagely devoured a partridge and there are feathers everywhere, isn't this<em>exciting</em>?! So engrossed was she that she very nearly stumbled into Remi's armored backside when they came to the river.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh! Is that water? But it's frozen!"</strong>She reached out with one cautious foot to test the ice close to shore.<strong>"Well... I imagine going around would just take <em>forever</em>. Uhm..."</strong>She paused to think, tapping her lower lip with a finger.<strong>"I think, if we could get a rope onto a crossbow bolt and stick it to a tree over there, Waywocket or I might be light enough to scoot across there... Anyway, we do that, secure the rope across, and everyone just pulls themselves across? One at a time?"</strong>She looked around to the others, to hear their thoughts. Especially Waywocket. She gave the other gnome a playful smile.<strong>"Probably should be me, I have less to get frozen,"</strong>she teased, reaching back to pat her own pert rump. She sure doesn't make it sound like a bad thing on Waywocket's part, though.