<div class="floatleft">(https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/original/001/086/343/2b9.jpg)</div><strong>Levena</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: GemHunter's gathering area (teleport room?)<br/><br/><strong>HP</strong>192/192<br/><strong>AC</strong>?<br/><br/><strong>Active Aura</strong>: Senses, 30 ft (+3 to Spot, Listen, and Initiative checks for herself and all allies)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Levena has prepared herself. Which was mentally and with whatever generous magical enhancement the household wanted to provide. Such as her Hammer being imbued with a haunting effect. It was already enchanted and powerful, and Lavena's frame ment that she would hit enemies with it swiftly and powerfully.<br/><br/>Now it was going to hurt alot more....<br/><br/>Levena noted the cruel efficiency of the drow households. She certainly could do to learn a fair amount. It was the concept she always grew to learn and appreciate within her clan, as her sisters never took measures that far.<br/><br/>But she'd leave for the gsthering point. Perhaps having satisfied herself with an offered slave and leaving the poisoned and ravaged mess beside to be discarded. Levena's poison was cruel and lengthy. And yet she delighted in watching one struggle agaisnt her fluids.<br/><br/>But she'd slither upon the meeting sight, no armor to be worn. Giant hammer in her hands.