<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/9ASFCGK.png)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lilanya</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/><strong>HP:</strong> 24/24<br/><strong>AC:</strong> 16<br/><strong>Init:</strong> +3<br/><strong>Spell Slots: LVL 1</strong> – 3/4 <strong>LVL 2</strong> - 2<br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong> 13 </div></div></div></div><br/>Pouting a little at the end of the cuddling, Lilanya then paused, blinking at the question directed at her.<br/>"Why would I know what the little crawly thingies do underneath the dirt?" She asked back. "I like it up there, in or at least under the open sky. This stuff is ... beneath me, at least usually."<br/><br/>If she was either a bit smarter or a bit more used to thinking about subterranean matters, of course, she might mention the digging tools that the goblins had and suggest links to these tunnels popping up, but she was neither of those things, sadly.