<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6f/Irene66.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Sophia Peace-Bond (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1054749)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 5 Female Human Barbarian</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>70<br/><strong>AC:</strong>14<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+5<br/><strong>Temporary effects:</strong>Ward hex from Silvy<br/><strong>Daily resources:</strong>6/14 rounds of rage, 1/2 uses of Battle Cry<br/><hr/><br/>Sophia sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. It seemed that welcoming Telamon into their party was going to be like raising a giant, dangerous toddler. Luckily, she had experience with that.<br/><br/>"Telamon!" she chided the wyvern, hastily striding over to where he was feasting on the contents of the snake's stomach. "We don't eat humanoid flesh in this tribe." She reached out to lay a hand on one of the corpses that had fallen out of the carcass. "We must lay them to rest according to their traditions, and see their souls on their journey to the next world."<br/><br/>Her mouth wrinkled as she laid a hand on half-digested flesh. She was no stranger to seeing people devoured by huge monsters, but she had never been faced with the immediate aftereffects quite so... viscerally. Still, the brief wave of nausea passed quickly, and she shook her head to clear it. "You can finish what you've got in your mouth now, but we have to give the rest to Talai. They were her friends. We mustn't eat them, any more than we'd eat you if you died." She looked down at the dagger glinting on the ground. "And we should see about their possessions, too..."