<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3rOp7i1.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Serana Vi Marian (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1825891)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>:12/12<strong>Status</strong>:<br/><strong>AC</strong>:17<strong>Initiative</strong>:<br/><br/><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><strong>Roll:</strong><br/><strong>damage:</strong><br/><hr/><br/><br/>"She'll be fine. If anything attacks she'll be hanging back anyways. We don't have time to spare" Serana said dismissively, not about to wait and have everyone continue to ogle Ria until she finally decided to put some clothes back on. Just because she was dripping wet didn't mean everyone else had to be. Glancing down at the key she slowly approached the locked doors, "magic is the key right? Hey Em, are either of these doors giving off any magic...er...ness?" she asked, figuring that whichever door was glowing with magic juice was probably the one that fit the key.