<div class="floatleft">(http://i1300.photobucket.com/albums/ag94/Autocad-E/8d6809e7f5e4e4d52b48d30522c7bf08_zpsy2zv1nyw.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Fireau Shiro (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=216150)<br/><strong>Combat Stats:</strong>HP: 25/25; AC: 14; CMD: 15; Fort; +3 Ref: +3; Will: +3; MW Longspear (+5, 1d8+3);<br/><strong>Spells remaining:</strong>5/6<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Fireau flinched back involuntarily as the bullet whizzed past her way too close for comfort. She looked sharply at Vanessa, but didn't say anything about it. Two down, one to go. "Someone take care of this!" she called out as she snatched up her spear and took off after the last orc. She couldn't have gone too far, and Fireau fully intended to run her down before she could escape and warn any others.