<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/qsioRd2.png)</div><strong>Morgan Typhoon (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2334172)</strong><em>Human Legendary Shifter 1 CG</em><strong>HP</strong>12 / 12<strong>Init</strong>1<strong>AC</strong>17<strong>Fort</strong>4<strong>Ref</strong>3<strong>Will</strong>1<strong>CMB</strong>+5<strong>BAB</strong>1<strong>Primary Natural Attack</strong>5 (1d6+4, 20)<br/><strong>Secondary Natural Attack</strong>0 (1d6+2, 20)<br/><strong>Scimitar</strong>+5 (1d6+4, 18-20/2)<strong>Str</strong>19 (4)<strong>Dex</strong>12 (1)<strong>Con</strong>14 (2)<strong>Wis</strong>8 (-1)<strong>Int</strong>10 (0)<strong>Cha</strong>15 (2)<br/><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Skirted Uniform with Lamellar Armor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Road towards the mill<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ceri, Ophelia, Ana, anyone else still around<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Morgan had to take two steps for single ones from most of the group, but she didn't mind or had trouble keeping up in the least. In fact, she was almost skipping along the road, the vibrant, beautiful nature around them reinvigorating her and making the troubles of getting shapeshifted against her will seem far more distant. It was nice, really. So entranced by it was she that it took her a second or three to realize what Ana suddenly pointed out. Surprised, she looked between her companions for a moment... before whirling around to spot the three orcish ladies in front of them. She had almost walked right into them! Oops.<br/><br/>"Do we really look rich enough to be worth robbing, and stupid enough to actually pay?" asking incredulously, Morgan slipped the shield onto her left arm behind her back, gripping the light leather implement and grinning. Her golden eyes seemed to sparkle for a second even, showing not a single hint of fear towards these muscle-packed probably very strong women. For some reason, Morgan simply<em>knew</em>that she herself was still just as strong as before her involuntary change - what she felt didn't quite feel like tightening up muscles in her arms, legs and bodily core, but more like solidifying and pressurizing... Her slime body was quite odd, really.<br/><br/>"I suggest you disappear back into your bushes, before I toss you back head-first!"