<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/xMpocTb.jpg)<br/><strong>Cherise (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=288094.msg14158928#msg14158928)</strong></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Current Hp:</strong> 25/25; <strong>AC</strong> 15 (17 with shield)<br/><strong>Passive Perception</strong> 15; <strong>Investigation:</strong> 13<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> Abyssal, Common, Elvish<br/><br/><strong>Weapons:</strong> Longbow +7 (1d8+3), Short Sword +5 (1d6+3), Secondary Short Sword +5 (1d6)<br/><br/><strong>Spells:</strong><br/>Spellcasting:<br/>Cantrips: Minor Illusion, Dancing Lights<br/>1/day: Find Familiar<br/>3/3 Absorb Elements, Cure Wounds, Hunter's Mark<br/><br/><hr/><strong>Redlam:</strong> (wolf)<br/>AC 15, HP 12, speed 40'<br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong> 15 (20 on hearing and smelling)<br/><strong>Attack:</strong> Bite +6 (2d4+4) and strength save vs 11 or be knocked prone<br/><br/><strong>Dusk:</strong> (bat)<br/>AC 12, HP 1, speed 5' fly30' <br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong> 11 (16 on hearing), Blindsight 60'<br/>Telepathy and share senses within 100'<br/></div></div><br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alexander, Anton, Melinor, Acantha.<br/><hr/><br/>Cherise was more than used to traveling alone through the forests never having to worry about being ambushed by bandits or wild beasts but this time she was on a longer trip one that was beyond the woods she was so comfortable in, one that was to take her to Waterdeep for some juicy business. At first she was reluctant to through the road not to attract unwanted attention from either thieves or travelers who might be suspicious about her friends so she kept herself about a mile away from it but after a couple of days she noticed a large gaudy caravan of loud people that carried not only with every possession they might have, including the most unusual things she could ever wonder, but also children and animals too.<br/><br/>She approached a little to inspect what was all the commotion about but it was until night that she finally presented herself to the unusual travelers, who contrary to what she expected welcomed her and invited her to take a seat next to them at the fireplace and to join them in their dancing and drinking. Cherise was not one to reject a bottle of booze if offered with good intentions and since these people were nothing but honest in their ways she gladly accepted to join them in their travel, singing and dancing their lively songs and eating and drinking their delicious food and wine.<br/><br/>Not shy about dancing, or about taking off a bit of clothes either, she secured her pack and weapons to Redlam's back and had Dusk to strip her and hold her thick hood so she could properly dance. It would not take too long before she was tipsy, introducing herself as Cherish and welcoming any advance made towards her with a bright smile. Furthermore, noticing what Damia was doing Cherise decided to join her in her playful flirting, although in her drunk state she was not likely to know where to stop. Teasing first the other strangers that just like her had just joined the caravan and then later doing the same on Rakta as well she would continue like that and stop only when Stanimir called them all for a campfire story.<br/><br/>A short whistling made the furry beast of the blonde step forward before her and reserve a spot next to the fire where she would soon join the wolf sitting down on the floor with her legs spread and then leaning on it to make herself more comfortable. "Of course we are old man, great company, great wine and I'm pretty sure this will be a great story as well", she eagerly replied spilling some wine as she raised her glass to clink it with whoever was close to her and willing to do so, but there would be no interruptions on her side and she remained silent for the rest of the story.<br/><br/>"A wonderful story, wonderful indeed" she gave one last sip to her glass leaving it empty only so she could leave it on the ground and clap to the old man for such a great tale and then looking at Alexander and Acantha completely puzzled about their comments, anxiety burning in her eyes wishing to ask them what did they mean with such since this was just a story, a legend to amuse children and travelers alike, was it? Nonetheless the promise of yet more wine made her quickly discard her bewilderment.