<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Lilandra_Firefeather.jpg)<br/></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Lilliastre Diamonddew the Wizard</strong></span>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1suDKkmcub3tlK6m5gUBxwKnWbMVpfnwhtBC3eleGhd4/edit#)<br/><strong>Name</strong>: Lilliastre Diamonddew<br/><strong>Race|Gender|Class</strong>: High Elf Female Wizard<br/><strong>Stats</strong>:  STR 13 (+1) DEX 9 (+0) CON 15 (+1) INT 16 (+2) WIS 8 (-1) CHA 12 (+0)<br/><strong>Encumbrance</strong>: 5/8<br/><strong>Attack Roll</strong>: 2d6+1 (+1 STR Mod)<br/><strong>Damage</strong>: d4<br/><strong>Armor</strong>: 2<br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>: 20/20<br/><strong>Level</strong>: 2<br/><strong>XP</strong>:<br/><strong>Status</strong>: Healthy<br/><hr/><br/>Lilliastree noted how the skin around hte little puncture was turning green.  Removing the dart carefully, she noted that it wasn't barbed and had a distinct scent--specifically an inconsistent scent, shifting from moment to moment.  "A potion in a base of chaos oil."  She noted the fletching of the dart too.<br/><br/>"This is a goblin dart..."  She shook her head.  "I don't have time for this."<br/>The redhead tucked the dart away in an outside pouch of her haversack.  "I can reverse this any time," she said as the green began to spread.  "I have an antidote left from helping out the Town of Tonelberry after the Deep Clan emerged on the night of stolen brides."<br/>