<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7f/81bcdfed52c836dd51f1632dcba4ab1a--dark-elf-fantasy-inspiration.jpg)</div><strong>N'Trish'Ta Songfire</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/14G0EajP7F1r-_-PmeSFdMeAcCjWa4tsUks6nimRYfus/edit)<br/><br/>Trish held her fellow holy woman close and tight. A delicate ebony hand caressed Victoria's auburn tresses.  "We can get out of here together."<br/><br/>Handed a scimitar, she gave a happy gasp and drew the blade half way from it's sheath, hoping that the flaming runes etched into Seraphim plume would greet her eyes.<br/><br/>"I'll help you, Lydia.  If we fight together we can take this place apart and set all these girls free."<br/><br/>She gave a happy squee at the caramel elf girl's gift. "Yes, that's mine."  She took the golden  holy symbol and held it in her cleavage.  "I helped destroy a wicked recently.  There were golden candlesticks on their alter.  I purified one in blessed flames and reconsecrated it to Sarenrae."  She hurried to dig through the pouch and see what else was here.  "I didn't get the rest of your names?"