<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> 17/24<br/><strong>AC:</strong> 16<br/><strong>Init:</strong> +3<br/><strong>Spell Slots: LVL 1</strong> – 4 <strong>LVL 2</strong> - 2<br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong> 13 </div></div></div></div><br/>While she was almost certainly a cleric, it might have been noticed that the typical holy symbol was, instead of being on display as such types tended to have it, hidden away somewhere, not that there were many places in the avian lady's clothing to conceal much.<br/>Watching the ogre die with at most mild concern and an especially birdlike tilt to her head, it took a moment for her to respond to the other woman and, when she did, the redhaired woman's eyes fell on the elf's large - if not as large as her own - breasts.<br/><br/>"Something like that," she agreed. "At least for me, I don't know about him."<br/>After a few more moments, she stopped staring at blonde's chest, although she continued to not blink at all. "And I'm Lilanya," she chirped, before adding in a more literal chirp at the end. "Shall we go back inside so we can get comfortable again? You can sit down, I can get out of this ..."