<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/dd/b5/82/ddb5821de9160e00fd05dfb5f56399ea.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.45em;"><strong>Krystal 'Kris' Chau</strong></span><br/><br/>"I'm sure they're fine," Kris replied without hesitation. "Probably already safely ensconced in the nearest Inn and wondered where we've gotten to."<br/><br/>She took a moment to brush a few errant leaves from her clothing. The place certainly<em>seemed</em>safe, which matched with her earlier intuition, (but the gunslinger couldn't quite shake off the feeling that something was<em>off</em>here). Tentatively, she stepped closer to the skeletons, hoping for a better view. It took only moments to notice the seemingly pristine pouch, and fewer still to discover the cryptic note within.<br/><br/>Kris glanced around the clearing, as though searching for some alternative, but then, with a sense of resignation, she spoke again. "Uhm," she began, "Rahnd?" The young woman was surprised and more than a little relieved when several items appeared inside the pouch, although it was only the journal which seemed to offer any real assistance in their current situation.<br/><br/>"Beware of skeletons bearing gifts?" she wondered with a smile, looking over at her colleague as she carefully tipped out the contents. "Whatever this is, it didn't seem to do these two much good. But then again, they didn't have your skills or my powder!"<br/><br/>Ignoring the other items for a moment, Kris began to leaf through the journal.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=630923</div></div>