<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/64f936b3-0fcd-4991-a5ed-94c9250c2827/dechut6-4a52204c-7bb3-4f37-aad5-51fcae6c0adf.jpg/v1/fill/w_1024,h_1449,q_75,strp/invincible__c__by_area283_dechut6-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQ0OSIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzY0ZjkzNmIzLTBmY2QtNDk5MS1hNWVkLTk0YzkyNTBjMjgyN1wvZGVjaHV0Ni00YTUyMjA0Yy03YmIzLTRmMzctYWFkNS01MWZjYWU2YzBhZGYuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEwMjQifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.rV2I-I7PLP9LPRv3AJjA8ffWGuf9WvTdV4QBxKHpl8Y)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Korha Dardurmei (https://ddb.ac/characters/60687656/yeMpoa)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>32/32 -<strong>AC:</strong>16 (18 with drawn swords)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rage</div><div class="spoiler_body"> 0/3 used</div></div><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Korha was about to leave when the strange woman spoke to her. She grabbed her hilt ready to strike; still knowing whatever attack she made would be one of trickery. An attack of the mind.And what trick was this? Korha had summoned herself here with thoughts? What better way to get them to do her bidding. Summon them here and make them think it was their own will.<br/>One had only to test her theory. Will herself home, and if she was still there, point out the elf's lie. But then she hesitated.Did she want to leave? She'd been out in the woods, drinking wine from a wine skin, wishing for a more meaningful purpose. Was that why she was here?<br/>She stepped forward cautiously. The other adventurers had eaten the soup and they were fine. She filled a bowl and sat by the fire. It felt good to be out of the cold. She kept an alert and watchful eye on the elf. She'd convinced herself the other travelers were alright, save for the sheep man. He was no doubt in on the trickery.<br/><br/>She tasted the soup. It was delicious. The warm food filled her body.  She finally sat down. "<em><strong>What do-</strong></em>" her voice sounded accusing, she took a deep breath and softened her voice. "What do you need from us?" she asked, still unable to hide the doubt in her voice.