<div class="floatright">(http://ist3-3.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/4/0/W/l/40WlB/6d66ee3d135741348a666f8683211abb_m.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">Angie Gray</span></span></strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=976090)<br/><strong>AC</strong>13 (Leather);<strong>Hp:</strong>12/12<br/><strong>Init:</strong>+2;<strong>Speed:</strong>30 ft<br/><strong>Darkvision:</strong>60 ft;<strong>Senses:</strong>Passive Perception 14<br/><strong>Lang:</strong>Human (common); Celestrial; Sylvan<hr/><br/><br/>The meager substance for breakfast.   Is a far cry from the bounty of the night before offering.   It through is not from lack of wanting to offer more.   The village simply could not afford such.   Anjie would eat the offered breakfast with gratitude regardless that it is paltry to the night before offerings.<br/><br/>After breakfast is finished.  Anjie would head outside.   She has been mute towards the others.   Introvert with a shyness of being alone with hermit like qualities.    It through did not mean she did not long for sentient companionship.  She missed her father much in this regard.<br/><br/>Outside they have put together a boat with the monsters tied up with weighted stones.   The boat looked dubious in being solid in staying afloat.   At least to Anjie, but then she had no knowledge of such things when it came to such.   She would have offered to take the bodies far from the village out on the lake and dumping them over the side.   She through had other pressing matters this morning she wanted to see to.  That was to check on and find out what is up with the witch Zita.<br/><br/>The half elf who had helped yesterday comes along side her.  As she readies to head out.   He gives name in opening conversation.  Angjie turns her head and looks to Nathan.  As he is nearly the same height as her.    "I am Anjie Gray,  and let us hope that Zita has not met with foul play so you can ask your questions."  She stutters in response as the nervousness of interaction with another is quite disconcerting and scary to the half orc loner.   All of which belies her appearance and capabilities.   She offer a shy smile as she then glance to the other two.  With hope she not be drawn into further conversation.  To effect such she then would turn her gaze in the direction they will be heading and begin to head out.  As the group would go and check on the witch.<br/><br/>