<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Eirian-sm.jpg)</div><strong>Eirian Avenstar (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=919864)</strong><br/><strong>Hp:</strong>9,<strong>AC:</strong>11 (touch 11, flat 10, CMD 00)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Beach<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Harkon, Open<br/><br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Eirian hadn't even managed to crawl out of the barrel yet, when someone approached her.  Spitting out the bad taste from her mouth, his pat completely surprised her... And given the experiences she had made, with the Ulfen threatening "him" to be next after that unfortunate woman, it was not just a surprise, but instilling fear in her as well. Thus the large man got no answer, instead Eirian tried to<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">climb</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Eirian rolled: 1d20, adding -2 to the total<br/>Comment: <br/>Result: 2, <br/>Total: 0</div></div>out of the barrel as quickly as her tired muscles allowed. But her tired body, just couldn't muster the strength. All she could do, was recover, and attempt it later again. But her eyes followed the words of that man... Did Arwen survive? The chances were slim, she knew... and she couldn't look for her at the ship, couldn't even climb out of the barrel but... she could only hope.