<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/Sresk.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Sresk</span></span>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2446598)<br/><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Female Skinwalker Monk/Bloodrager</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>52<br/><strong>AC:</strong>17<strong>Touch:</strong>15<strong>FF:</strong>21<strong>CMD:</strong>21<strong>FCMD:</strong>20<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>0<strong>Bloodrage Rounds</strong>10/11<br/><strong>Temp Effects:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Beneath the waves was a whole different world from on land. While Sresk had to breach briefly to suck down fresh air she smoothly moved through the water in all directions. The reefs, frown causing as they were did mean good things for the group. And the sheer variety of life swimming along with her promised good fishing. The vast growth waving in the water that was in truth a long shed skin sent her back up to the surface, a deep breath filling her lungs before she dove once more. Cautiously she began the rough process of rolling the shedding into a more manageable mass before bringing it up to the shore. Breaching the water and hauling the bundle up over her head she began wading back to the group, water pouring down her form.<br/><br/>A bit away from the camp she sets the bundle down and begins unrolling the sixty foot skin. Shaking her head and sending water flying she moves back to the others, gaze flicking towards Sophia even as her changes fade and leave her tanned flesh exposed. "Did you tell them?" Giving another shake of her head she waves towards the skin. "Big snake out in the water. Found tracks where it was going to the springs." She pauses before pointing towards the cliffside as she begins slowly pacing around the skin. "Good water. Plenty of fish in the sea. This is good hunting area. And the snake seems to think so too."<br/><br/>Pausing her pacing she stretches, shoulders rolling as she twists and arches. "Telamon's help was real luck. Lots of reefs. Would have caught us if we were still rowing." A frown curls her lips as she rubs a hand against her cheek. "Low tide be good for keeping the fish trapped. But traps us too."<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong><br/><br/><br/>