<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ptDFgXk.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Kayla (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303516.msg14823342#msg14823342)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>: 31/31<strong>Status</strong>: Preparing to descend into the darkness<br/><strong>AC</strong>: 19<strong>Tagging</strong>: All<br/><br/><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Check the corpse<br/><strong>Roll:</strong>19 (Medecine), 10 (Perception)<br/><strong>Damage:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Kayla carefully followed the enormous thiefling and her... mate down the steps, her shield at ready and her hand near her weapon. The smell that hit her was nasty, but, well, she had mucked out stalls and the like before. She was used to bad smells. Human corpses, not so much, but her teacher had warned her that this was something she would have to see a lot of, if she pursued the paths of the sword and the shield. So she tried her best to dispel a growing sensation of unease at the sight as she kneeled next to it to inspect it, concentrating perhaps too much on the task as she lost track of what was going on around her.