<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/dnd4/images/7/75/Doppelganger.png/revision/latest?cb=20141127041027)</div>Vyx (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=254604.msg12583185#msg12583185)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Hit points:</strong> 38/38 <strong>Hit die:</strong> 7/7d8 <strong>Initiative: +5</strong> <br/><strong>Conditions:</strong> <br/><strong>Abilities:</strong> <br/><strong>Equipment:</strong>Viblade, Windcaster, Studded Leather</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>As Vyx had out and out stated yesterday, the best way to find her would be simple: look for the one person on the ship who wasn't anyone else.  Yesterday, though, she'd been much more hopeful and cheerful.<br/><br/>Perhaps it was the simple realization that she was encased in a giant device which, if it failed, would come crashing down and kill them all.  Certainly it hadn't helped her sleep to know that she wasn't at the controls.  More, though, she was feeling homesick.<br/><br/>Alone among the group, Vyx hadn't said goodbye to people.  It just seemed too frightening to do so, as if to acknowledge her leaving was to admit the possibility that she may not come back.<br/><br/>Ironically, this morning she'd decided simply to stay in her natural form, to try to let herself just stay and savor this beautiful moment.  It was all so much, though, and she didn't know how to take it.<br/><br/>She stood behind the others, painfully still, so quiet.  If she was someone, anyone else, it would be easy to have all sorts of responses, but she just didn't know what to say.  There were obvious things, like how beautiful it was, but the words felt so hollow and imperfect.<br/><br/>Part of her wanted to go back and change, but she didn't want to miss a minute.  Perhaps Ratwarden had the best plan, in just observing.