<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/gV1PYM5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><del>Serana Strode</del>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2697354) Josephine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Class:</strong>lv.3 Artificer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer<br/><hr/><strong>HP:</strong>24/24 -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>Initiative:</strong>1 -<strong>Passive Perception:</strong>14 -<strong>Inspiration:</strong>1<br/><strong>Infusions: </strong>Bag of Holding, Goggles of Night -<strong>Arcane Armor:</strong>Infiltrator -<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">lv.1 2/3<br/>-Magic Missile<br/>-Thunderwave<br/>-Cure Wounds<br/>-Catapult<br/>-Identify<br/>-Purify Food and Drink<br/>-Jim's Magic Missile (free cast per long rest 0/1)<br/>-Hex (free cast per long rest 0/1)<br/>-Misty Step (free cast per long rest 1/1)</div></div><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"Alexander Daphoinos, Lysander Xanthos, Simon Chloros, Sophia Leukos....thank you..." she repeated the names Mephis gave her, repeating them in her head several more times after that.<br/><br/>Serana did her best to steel herself through the rest of Mephis's story, but seeing the traitor's brand on her other hand clearly shook her. Her eyes widened as she stared at the symbol, her stomach twisting at the hypocrisy that went into putting it on the innocent skin it stained. It was just so...<em>wrong</em>. She wished she knew a better word for it, some vile, spiteful utterance that would properly encapsulate the cruel blasphemy that had been done. There were so many layers, so many levels of evil at play, it was difficult to even keep it all straight in her head as all the details fought for her indignation.<br/><br/>The Princess caught Mephis's gaze, and didn't flinch away from it, no matter how much she wanted to. When the girl revealed her secret, her desire for revenge, Serana made her way across the tub and took Mephis's hand, the divine branded one, in both of hers, "I'll do it" she said, squeezing her hand tight and holding her gaze face to face, "I swear it Mephis, I Serana Strode, Princess of Atlantica, swear to you on my name that I will do everything in my power to see your justice meted out" she said, revealing her true identity in the spur of the moment, not even thinking about the consequences, let alone caring, "I will see that they are disgraced and punished. I will see that your name and honor are restored. I will see that the world knows the truth, and that the wicked know what happens to those who hide the truth. Their pyres will give hope to those who suffer as you have, and strike fear in those who commit such suffering. All of this I swear to you, and I promise that nothing less than death itself will stop me from making good on it..." she said, whipped into a fervor by righteous indignation.