<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Orc%20Slaves/Tristan_dRagen_Crop.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aleria</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Antechamber<br/><strong>With:</strong>Strikeforce<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Blessed (+1to hit, +1vs fear), Hurt Knee (-1 Con, effect: -1fort, -2max hp), Hp: 8/10, Mage armor (+4ac), Spider venomed (-4str), Light spell (ongoing)<br/><br/>There was so much she wanted to shout back at the Paladin, about dead corpses, and of those dead brothers and sisters, and Lady's choise of choosing her to accompany them here, and preventing her to use her powers to the fullest. But then she realised how stupid that would be. Paladins were known for their lack of intelligence, and for their pious zealotism, not their pragmatism. And top of that, she just wanted to drift back to sleep, as her body was screaming for rest.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Is there more traps we should be alerted for? As no sane person would trap places they might move daily... but here, who knows.."</span></span></strong>there was uncalledfor sharpness in the tone