<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>Catacombs<br/><strong>With:</strong>Strike force, Swarm and Zombies<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/>In the darkness of the tunnels, Aleria could only hear her own breathing and the sudden<strong>"Stop"</strong>It carried strength and authority. She lessened her speed, and looked back, where the sound originated from, only seeing the globe of light around Finna. Her weakened state, her mind played tricks on her, or it might have been the gas earlier, but as the muscular woman walked closer, Aleria broke down and cries hysterically, knowing the orcs had returned.<br/><br/>With weak whimpering voice<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong>"Please... dont take me.. Il do anything you want.. "</strong></span>she felt into an heap of sobbing woman.