<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/815728859978137602/940265516633845791/unknown.png)</div>Frore Phosphenes (https://ddb.ac/characters/66668528/XGJiip)<br/><br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong>20/20;<strong>AC:</strong>11;<strong>Sorcery Points</strong>: 3/3<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Battle Actions:</span><br/><strong>Movement:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong>Harmless Frostbite to deal with the pesky fey’s frisky fingers!<br/><strong>Bonus Action:</strong><br/><strong>Reaction:</strong><br/><strong>Note:</strong>"Speech" | Frore has a dark vision of 120 ft, and can see in magical darkness she creates if she expends sorcery points to cast it.<br/><hr/><br/>Frore looks at Darius, looks down at the mud beneath them, then looks up at him once more. She knew she should probably be walking… but this was gross! No way was she wading through all of this muck, not when she had a perfectly capable paladin willing to give her a lift. With a quick nod, she hops onto his back with her legs firmly gripped around his waist and her arms around his neck in a hug. Burying her face in his back, she inhales deeply in an attempt to replace the smell of the swamp with his own scent.<br/><br/>"I think this is the first time I haven’t had to beg or bribe you for a ride! What’s the occasion? It’s not my birthday is it?" The joke falls easily from her lips, and eventually she sits up properly to absentmindedly watch their surroundings as they trek through the dreary place. At the mention of cooking, she takes a cautious sniff before letting out a curious hum.<br/><br/>"Ah- I smell it too. Hah, good job there bloodhound!" With a smirk, she ruffles Darius’ hair absentmindedly. Mirth dances unseen within her eyes, but it quickly dies as she’s accosted by Eli. Surprised as she’s poked by the staff, she lets out a small laugh before squirming in a vain to escape the offending object, clinging tighter to her valiant steed.<br/><br/>"Pfft- oi oi, cut it out! You little-" Frore blinks in surprise, watching as the well endowed woman puts her breasts on display and wiggles before the duo. Narrowing her eyes playfully at the mention of other pastures, the masked woman makes a subtle gesture with one of her hands. Instantly, cold would creep across the fairy’s fingers, not intending to harm her but enough to serve as a warning.<br/><br/>"Now now, if you're going to seduce him do it when I'm not being carried! Back off you minx, don’t make me come over there!" Shaking her fist like a crotchety old man, she snickers before resting her chin on her companion's shoulder, sighing playfully.<br/><br/>"The things I do for love. Aren't you supposed to be fighting for my attention? What a twisted world this is! Her gaze glimmers with interest behind her mask as she watches Shade begin to write with magic but once more her attention is drawn away as they approach what appeared to be another group. Her stomach grumbles in response to the now stronger scent and she shifts from behind Darius to poke her head up, looking for the source.<br/><br/>"Yeah, nice to meet you, I’m hungr- Frore... I’m Frore." Curse the mortal flesh and its need for satisfaction! She was a scholar damn it, not a savage!<br/><br/><hr/>And here we have a failed attempt at knowing where we are! One more 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158638) and we're going to get into copyright issues! I shall blame this on her empty stomach!