<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/z3bjcot.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Eligia Crowe</span><br/><strong>Class: Cleric of Urgutehoa (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6d/Eligia_Crowe.pdf)</strong><br/>AC: 14<br/>HP: 10<br/><hr/>Eligia pauses at each cell, studying the tableau that unfolds from the signs of long faded death and suffering.  She wonders silently what they felt, endured, thought... Of what dark passions and terrible agonies they endured, what secrets they knew at the last.<br/><br/>She takes out the key she salvaged from before, and quietly sets about opening each locked cell, whispering a prayer to Urguthoa that if her will was done, so be it, and that the tormented spirits enlightened by their torment might serve the Lady's will.