<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WyE9ZjV.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Damira</span></span><br/>Half-Drow Gunslinger/Cleric, 12 HP, AC 18, Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1615705).<br/><em>Known for keeping her past to herself.</em><br/><hr/><br/>Damira certainly appreciated the view of Ven from behind as she approached the ruined stairs. However, what actually surprised her was that, as Mouser began to climb, she found it wasn't a half-bad view either. She cocked her head to one side, eventually shifting to the other, bringing her hand up to her chin as though she were interpreting some work of high art or something, muttering to herself, "Hmm, not bad. Surprisingly, not bad."<br/><br/>For the moment, she had little else to do but enjoy the view, so... what the hell. From this angle she could certainly see the appeal.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">tl;dr</div><div class="spoiler_body">Mouser got dat ass. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pBpmoBQwFU8)<br/>Other than that, she waitin.<br/></div></div>