<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/4f/Ithika_2.jpg/423px-Ithika_2.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Ithika<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Drow Female UC Rogue, Contractor</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>40<br/><strong>AC:</strong>20<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>10 (12 vs traps)<br/><hr/>Heeding her superiors' orders, Ithika prepares for battle-- a process that involves simply readying herself to die in her mind, imagining the pain once so that, if or when faced, it won't be a surprise.  At Shara's approach, she momentarily seems to bristle-- not out of hostility, but a practiced defensiveness, seeming to coil her muscles and shrink down onto her heels just a bit as if to leap in a direction yet to be revealed.  She watches Shara, her unwavering upturned smile at her mouth, and then inclines her head very slightly in gratitude at her offered concoction.  "Thank you," she says softly, deftly taking the vial and tucking it between her fingers.