<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/e7cb5ded61a03196325d2fa64e2cfef9_zps76b34ee3.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2em;">Colo Estrael (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=232509.msg11448540#msg11448540)</span><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Exhausted</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2015-07-30 02:49:47, Colo (uid: 49010) rolls: 1d6 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=78429)</div></div><br/><em>Colo let down a low moan as the long shafts of morning sunlight moved across her eyes.  It had been a rough couple of weeks since she had found herself falling into the world, and the weeks had taught the elf just how easy life had once been as a gladatorial combat-slave... she had come into the world with her armor and the thin layer of undergarments which served as padding beneath the unforgiving metal.  For the first several nights, she had attempted to sleep within the uncomfortable embrace of her steel and only managed to awake sore and feeling like she hadn't rested at all.  Then, eventually, the platinum haired rogue had swallowed her pride and slept in nothing but the tightness of her underpadding, leaving nearly nothing to the imagination... but an attack from some of the world's denizens - creatures eager to commit violence and violation - had given her pause.<br/><br/>As the elf slowly sat up, she blinked slowly, her eyes dull and glazed.  She slowly looked around and noted the massive crystaline creature lumbering towards them.  Her eyes widened and she hissed a few times, reaching towards her compatriots and grabbing and shaking whatever part the elf had found first for several moments.  She then sucked in a breath, glancing around her and trying to determine where best to slowly move the boat in the hopes of getting out of the creature's way without arousing its attention...</em>