<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Ja1MvcZ.png)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">swishy</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/YT7I9u7.jpg)</div></div></div>Name: Chubizz Muckfoot ; Level: 1<br/>AC: 16 | HP: 8 | Speed: 30ft  |  Spell Slots:  1st: 1/2<br/>Passive Perception: 11 | Passive Investigation: 10 | Passive Insight: 13<br/>Actions:<br/>Rolls:<br/>Status Effects: Mage Armor: 8 Hours ; Initiative 23<br/>Tagging:<br/><hr/><br/>Chubizz slumps as the beasts are either killed or driven off, the thought of her failed spell leaving her cheeks dusted brown. She perks up as Yati manages a quieter sending, a smile sent the nun's way. <That's it! Thoughts don't need much effort to be heard once a binding is made.><br/><br/>Yati's move to check Kaysha for wounds has her frowning, a concerned gaze falling upon the much taller woman. Her attempt to speak turns into a squeak as Kaysha's fingers dig into the nun's ass and the orc teases her about her failed spell, her cheeks flushing a dark brown even as her thighs rub together. Her hair dances around her and her ears flop with how fast she nods her head, a faint smile starting to twist her lips before she nods towards Melissa. "Much fun! But have to be after da lady. Promises made after all."<br/><br/>She gives a sad nod before returning the rod back to her belt, head tilting as Brandon finds a chest of all things. "How chest not found before now? Is we really first here?" Padding off to the side she leans forwards to peer at the chest, an ear twitching before she perks up. "If think danger in box can use ghost's hand to open! Trap not bite that hand."<br/><br/>