<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ujZxFTS.png?1)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ophelia Hearth-Walker (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2333791)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>lacey red/black panties, girl's uniform, armor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Plaza, notice board<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ana, open<br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong>8/8 -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>SP:</strong>6/6 -<strong>Souls:</strong>7/7<br/><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Knowledge arcana check on the tracker - roll: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151271)<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"I know it sounds crazy, but it's certainly plausible at this point" she said, touching a knuckle to her lips and staring contemplatively into the distance, "There's no doubt the academy has defenses in place against this sort of thing, which means whoever's responsible for this must be incredibly powerful. No doubt this is the work of that booming voice earlier, I just wish I had actually gotten a look at whatever that was before this happened. A being strong enough to pull such a large space across planes, the very thought is terrifying...and even if this really is just an illusion, to cast one so large and detailed, and able to affect everyone in the dorm building...we'll have to tread lightly" she mused. What little knowledge they had painted a rather daunting picture, and she was pretty sure it would only get worse the more they discovered.<br/><br/>Nudged along by Ana, Ophelia turned her attention to the bounty board, eyes narrowing as she looked over the missives, "what's a copper chest? is this some kind of reward system?" she muttered, looking closer at the slime bounty in particular, "tracker..." she murmured, using a claw tipped finger to cleanly cut off one of the dangling strips of paper, turning it over in her hands and attempting to decipher what magical properties it might have, "hmm, perhaps we should look into this? we'll supposedly be rewarded with "chests" for completing these tasks, so that means there'll have to be someone who hands them out right? If we find them, or they come to us, then we can try to ask them what's going on" she proposed, looking up at her towering guardian and presenting the little slip of paper.