<div class="floatright">(http://i610.photobucket.com/albums/tt183/GhostwheelX/Misc/Capture_zpsf2lu6zbx.png)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dellim, Half-Elf Sorcerer</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 34/34/ <strong>Init</strong> +5<br/><strong>AC</strong> 16 / <strong>Touch</strong> 12 / <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 15 / <strong>CMD</strong> 15<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +5 / <strong>Ref</strong> +3 / <strong>Will</strong> +2<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +3 / <strong>Sense Motive</strong> -1<br/><hr/><strong>Spells:</strong><br/><strong>1st Level:</strong> 8/8<br/><strong>2nd Level:</strong> 4/4<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fyona, Tiger Animal Companion</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 31/31 / <strong>Init</strong> +4<br/><strong>AC</strong> 21 / <strong>Touch</strong> 14/ <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 17 / <strong>CMD</strong> 19<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +6 / <strong>Ref</strong> +9 / <strong>Will</strong> +4<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +8 / <strong>Sense Motive</strong> +2<br/></div></div><hr/>Fyona, the large tiger that had come with Dellim through the portal, made a low sound at the back of her throat. She did not like these half-dog creatures, far bigger than any of them, and almost let out a hiss of anger at their aggressive movements. She quieted a little when Dellen put a hand to her ruff, trying to quieten her. He knew that they were outnumbered and outmatched, and that nothing could be gotten but a swift death if they came to battle with the gnolls.<br/><br/>"Actually, if you are looking for a cure to your god, I actually know what it is. But you see," he said graciously behind the stony mask that covered much of his face, "I can't precisely tell you what it is, or you would simply go and take it, and leave us in the same position. However, as you can see," he willed energy into a spell, and a small cube, crudely made and obviously artificial, appeared in his hand, "I am a mage of no small power. If you allow us to pass, I will send you a message on how to heal what ails your..." companion? Friend? God? Ally? He settled on the last one, "ally. If you truly wish to see him whole once more, you'll take us up on the offer. It's the best one you're going to get, and worth more to you than simply slaughtering the lot of us, and risking your own selves due to the power not only I, but that all of us wield together," he lifted his hands in a show of power, gesturing to his other companions.<br/><br/><em>Let this work, let this work!</em>he thought desperately, hoping that none of the others give him away. It was a chance that they were going to have to be willing to take if they wanted to pass these by, and hopefully they would never see them again, being able to take a more circuitous route around the encampment if they needed to return. He felt his palms dampen with sweat, and he could feel Fyona tense in readiness, responding to his own sense of stress.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Bluff, bluff, bluff the scary gnolls! 36 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4790782/)</div></div>