<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/a2/1d/76/a21d76248c6c02d451b05a74fa34b648--character-art-character-inspiration.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Ria Templeborn </span></span></strong><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1825659)<strong>HP:</strong>8<strong>AC:</strong>14<br/><strong>Spell Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>Rolled 16 + 2 =<strong>18</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Free Action: Call out Wolves! Move equivilant: uncoiling her whip from her belt, Action: Cracking the whip for effect and sound & 5ft closer towards the fire<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>It was good that her first watch was not with Serana, she always wondered why they could not get along. Iona, well Iona she enjoyed the company of although truth to be told, she had not spent enough time so far on the pilgrimage with her. Perhaps it was because of her confused feelings about Bellantha. She was glad for the fire in the middle of their camp, as it provided some light and warmth, and hopefully kept animals away. In hushed tones she spoke with Iona, not wanting to wake the rest up. She, however, kept senses peeled. After all, who knew what lurked out there.<br/><br/>Giggling at Iona's comments, she soon felt a sense of camaraderie with the female bard. She wondered why did had not been friends back at the hamlet. Perhaps they soon will. Back to back, she could feel the warmth coming from her, which was quite different from the warmth from the fire. She heard Iona continue, "i am sorry that i never paid you back.  you know.  for that time a couple of years back", she was about to ask the bard to forget about it when she heard it.  Raising her hand, she stood up.<strong>"I hear something."</strong>Picking up her walking stick (Hanbo) she walks over to where she heard the sound. Although she did wonder halfway towards it whether it was such a good idea. Scanning the area, she backs back into camp towards the same spot where Iona and she kept watch.<strong>"My bad, I thought I heard something. I must be paranoid."</strong><br/><br/>In hindsight, it was good that the wolves appeared a while later, else they may have been lulled to a false sense of security. Upon hearing the growl, she stood quickly, seeing the wolves appear. "Wolves!" calling out as loud as she can. She was not one for a straight up fight. Uncoiling her whip, she cracks the whip for sound and effect, hoping the sound will serve to purposes, scare the wolves and wake the rest of the party up.<br/><br/>