<div class="floatright">(https://farm1.staticflickr.com/299/19308055171_8e6689c396_o.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">Soliqui Ptheric</span></strong><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;"><em>Vishkanya Black Dragon Disciple</em></span><br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Statistics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=255948)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">MAB:+11  RAB:+9  HP: 135/135  <br/>AC:25  TAC:17  FFAC:21  Fort:22  Ref:21  Will:21 <br/><strong>Effects/Conditions:</strong>  <em>Eldritch Claws</em> Perm; <em>Endure Elements</em> 24 hrs/casting;<br/><em>Spells:</em> Spells: Cantrips, 1st:7/8  2nd:8/8  3rd:7/7  4th:6/6  5th:4/4<br/></span></div></div><hr/><br/>The golden eyes that nearly glow, even in the dull gloom of the polluted boneyards, widen at the invocation of the name of Desna by the corpse-woman with the clearly magical tome.  Despite the assault by her kindred dragon she is none the worse for wear; her soft orche and black robes undamaged by the acids.  Lacking the austere presence of a true disciple of the empty hand, she nonetheless resembles one as she places one foot against the opposite leg and leans on the ruby stave she carries.  "<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>I do not say such things often, but that strange woman disturbs me.</strong></span>"  In all actuality, she's never said anything so blatantly judgmental about someone she's just met, friend or foe.  On the other hand, almost all of those were alive.   "<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Though, I am not sure if it is her appearance, or the fact that she speaks of the Dreamer while appearing as the Pallid Princess herself might.</strong></span>"  The sorceress runs a black-scaled hand along the chains that hand against her breasts, as though drawing a line over her heart.<br/><br/>Turning she gazes across the wastes, her golden eyes blinking slowly as she takes in the view yet again and hefts her backpack to its place upon her shoulders.  For someone as obsessed as she seems to be, Soliqui does not seem interested in collecting trophies or paying homage to the creatures she is becoming kin to.  Nor does she seem unduly bothered by the transformation of her companion Emeric into his rather brusque alter ego; Edward seems to pique her interest and might be more amenable to giving her trinkets for kisses than Emeric tends to be.  "<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>There is one thing though - she speaks in the manner of a priestess, rather than a scholar or a magician.  What do the dead dream of, I wonder.</strong></span>"The dragon blooded woman seems to say this more to herself than the others.<br/><br/>She moves off to the side, and gingerly walks up a stony hill, that may just be a few layers of ancient bones rather than rock.  Peering at the golden light for a moment, she then glances at Ferrino, then to Cindrana; the twain seems to be more interested in leadership of the expedition than she herself is inclined to be.  "<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>"I would like to see that light closer.  It seems a beacon, and I would suspect that our patron in this matter might have something to do with it.</strong></span>"  Avoiding speaking the name of the dragon who had sent them here was not merely a matter of being circumspect, but some holdover from her upbringing - to not speak of the dead by name, ill or well, any more than she speaks of the gods by name.  Though a staunch individualist and preferring to maintain her own freedoms, the well being of her friends means more to her than her freedom, and her claim of interest is merely a request for the others to consider.  She will bow to their choices if they desire to go elsewhere; their freedom means as much to her as her own does, after all.<br/><br/>Soliqui is also quite aware that she isn't the brightest mind of the group.