<div class="floatright"><strong>Waywocket</strong> (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1426309)<br/>(http://pictures.hentai-foundry.com/i/InCase/384359/InCase-384359-Alfie_chapter_6_cover.jpg)<br/><strong>HD:</strong> 2d8 | <strong>HP:</strong> 15 | <strong>AC:</strong> 14 | <br/><strong>Proficiency(+2):</strong> Religion, Perception, <br/>Survival, Medicine   | <br/><strong>Saving Throws:</strong> Intelligence, Wisdom   | <br/><strong>Dmg:</strong> Unarmed 1d4+2, Quarterstaff 1d6+2<br/>Dagger 1d4+2</div><br/><br/>A grin curls Waywocket's lips as she shakes her head, the wreathe slipping down against one ear from the shaking. "Waywocket. Child of the Land and the Open Hand." She dips into a rather clumsy curtsy, even tugging up the sides of her dress as she does so. "But rest and warm up. Eldest Caretaker always said cold was a horrid enemy." With a small nod and a pat on Remi's back she moves back to river, grin growing as the others begin working their way across.<br/><br/>Jalna and Wren's arrival would be greeted with congratulations and a big hug for each before she moves to help Jalna tie it off the other rope the woman brought, although her height would be a rather limiting factor in that endeavor. But she'd still try.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>