<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/29/E35b81ec25ba02815cddf6a411b8426c.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Yamyra Fardawn<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl: 4, Race: Halfling, Gender: Female, Class: Cleric</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>36/36<br/><strong>AC:</strong>18<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>d20+5<br/><hr/><br/>Ymyra tried not to let on how extremely depressed she was.  The others could see it.  Each death her sense of powerlessness and despair grew.<br/><br/>Now the redhead saddled her riding dog Dalith and gave him a good, long cuddle.  "We made it," she stated, giving her friends a hopeful smile.  "Things will get better soon, right?  We have a strange new land to explore, with adventures to have and treasures to find and secrets to learn."<br/><br/>Ymyra swung up onto Dalith's back.  "Let's get this adventure started."<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Text