<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://i.postimg.cc/sDFbrBHF/Mini-Dancer.jpg23)<br/></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Velkyn Adaris (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1862423)</span><br/><strong>Class</strong>: Oracle<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 9/9<br/><strong>AC</strong>: 13<br/><strong>Saves</strong>:  Fort: +1 Ref +1 Will +3, Resistance 2 (acid/fire/cold/electricity/sonic)<br/><strong>Perception</strong>: +7, Darkvision (60ft)<br/><strong>Campaign Trait:</strong>Local Contacts (Engineers)<br/><hr/><strong><br/>Velkyn</strong>waited without words for an moment, not caring one way or another, about rats. She wanted to see who was going in, as sure as hell it was not her. This place and coming here was not her choise.<br/><em>'Do not let me stop you... ' </em>she thought in silence.