<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/4f/Ithika_2.jpg/423px-Ithika_2.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Ithika<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Drow Female UC Rogue, Contractor</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>40<br/><strong>AC:</strong>20<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>10 (12 vs traps)<br/><hr/>Holding her position instantly, Ithaka shrinks very slowly-- almost imperceptibly-- to a crouched shadow on the flaked stone and dirt of the mine's yard.  She seems to be gauging distance from the volume of that gutteral shriek, building a sensory map in her head of its cries echoing from walls and chambers unseen.  She then slowly pivots her gaze over her shoulder to meet Shara's, and for the first time since they've encountered each other, the disciplined smile on her lips is gone.  She is looking for a sign of recognition in the druidess that she understands, then, wasting no time, she begins to double back for cover and shadow on her way to the mine shack.<br/><br/>Once there, she pads silently and keeping low, but wasting NO time, directly to Davriel and Milena.  "Unless thees is decepshun... some hillusion?"  She looks back over her shoulder, first to ensure that they were not followed out -yet-, then to ensure Shara is safely following.  "Your teams witin are dead by now, an zis creature vill have filled dem with eggs.  We must find ze bodies and detroy dem or more will infest ze mine.  Mama vill be a challenge."    She half-closes her eyes, clearly running a mental inventory.  "Zis sounds like a Lunarma.  Ve need protectshun from acidic sprays, because zey eat armor and flesh in moments.  And elemental magic, it either is weak against zis or is totally ineffectif.  Poison too.  Covered in barbs-- very deadly, but no smart.  We need arrows, spears-- set terms for ze fight.  But if ve desire de mine, vill take us all."