<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/1zPsxKh.jpg)</div><br/>Dahlia Edwards (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339780.msg16240057#msg16240057)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>28/36<strong>AC:</strong>16<strong>Passive Perception:</strong>15<br/><strong>Spells/Ability Uses:</strong>Second Wind 1/1, Action Surge 1/1, Adept Marksman 3/3<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>"Damn and blast," Dahlia cursed, guilt gripping her tight as she looked at the destroyed dolls, wishing they'd figured out the truth of things soon enough to save them all.  It just hadn't been meant to be, unfortunately.  She watched as the musical doll rushed to the banister and tried to vomit, but because he was, you know, an automaton, nothing happened.  Truly a bizarre choice to make, with no answer that she could think of as to why his maker would've designed him that way coming to mind.<br/><br/>"I apologize for being abrupt with you earlier," she said to him, gruff but not unkind as she felt the regret of having to destroy his siblings keenly.  "You have to be strong for a moment, however.  We need information if we are to keep further tragedy from unfolding."  She reloaded her weapon as she spoke.  "Anything, no matter how small of a detail, could aid us in ending this... chandler's nightmare made manifest."  She looked to the others, silently pleading for their aid in persuading him.  She wasn't the greatest when it came to such things, after all.