<div class="floatright">(https://ist5-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/7/9/O/C/79OCR/tumblr_ozebriGgTt1wxc6ixo1_500.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Pursilla Red Owl</span><br/><sup>Rogue Sniper</sup>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1851486)<br/><sup><strong>HP</strong> 8/8 <strong>AC</strong> 17 <strong>Touch</strong> 15 <strong>FF</strong> 12<br/><strong>Saves:  Fort</strong> 0 <strong>Ref</strong> +7 <strong>Will</strong> +1<br/><strong>Init:</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong> Talia, Kaisen, Rhea, Flint, Eligia, Istavan<br/><strong>Status/Active effects:</strong></sup><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perception 25 / Reflex 26</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2019-03-13 10:06:30, Pursilla (uid: 714) rolls: 1d20a7 Result: 25 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=132253)<br/>At 2019-03-13 10:24:20, Pursilla (uid: 714) rolls: 1d20a7 Result: 26 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=132255)</div></div><br/><hr/>Rhea the Tiefling startles the high elf.  Drawing a slight blush to spread across Pursilla face.  Clearly embarrassed at being called lovely.  While at the same time realizing she has come across as haughty and arrogant.   Neither of which she truly is, her mindset had still been as one that could sit for hours waiting for the perfect shot.<br/><br/>As for the want of honey mead.  Not for disrespect given, but for a craving she has had for the longest.  Started during the journey here with the caravan.  The reaction of Talia also startles her.   The way the others look at her.   She didn't dress but for economic of movement.<br/><br/>"Thank you Rhea." She offer a smile as she shifted and turned her gaze then towards Talia the human more surprise registered in her eyes.  "Tis no disrespect to thee, merely a craving to be filled after the long days of travel and with each passing hour a need to fill.  I gladly pay my lady Talia.  Thou I  find myself wanting to take up Rhea's offer."  Her gaze shifts back to the Tiefling girl, and she gives a wink.<br/><br/>As the other three Flint,  Eligia and then Istavan would come in and settle themselves and give introduction to Talia.   She offer up nods to each.   With Istavan a look of respect is given.  As her gaze drifted to his fine longbow then away.<br/><br/>"What?"<br/><br/>Pursilla exclaims as she reaches and grips the table with a sudden vibration that grew as the walls and the floor of the tavern began to shake.  Rattling the plates and bottles upon the shelves.  Causing many to fall over.  As quickly as it started, it ends just as abruptly.<br/>The real Talia, the human girl.  Lost her balance and begins to fall.   Pursilla reacts quickly her natural grace coming through.  Holding at the last moment as Istavan catches the girl.    In which she pulled up,  with the intention to help if needed.<br/><br/>