<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ujZxFTS.png?1)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ophelia Hearth-Walker (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2333791)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>lacey red/black panties, girl's uniform, armor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>woods<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>everyone<br/><br/><strong>HP:</strong>6(8)/8 (non lethal: 4) -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>SP:</strong>1/6 -<strong>Souls:</strong>6/7<br/><br/><strong>Effects:</strong>+1 Caster Level at 1/2 spell points, +2 temp hp, 1 hr.<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/><br/><br/>"Oh, don't worry about me, I'm fine...just a little tired is all..." she assured Anna with a weak smile. Though it was pretty clear that she wasn't as fit as she led on. Despite casting several restoratives on herself, the strain caused by her magic still lingered, and it was unlikely she could take anything harder than a stiff punch without dropping again. She watched as the ball of slime seemed to blink back to life, literally in this case, a familiar voice emanating from it, "woah, it really is you" she murmured, glad for the confirmation, even if it left her no less confused, "I won't pretend to understand what's happened, but I'm glad you're alright..." she cooed, leaning in and giving Morgan and Ceri a hug, which coincidentally sandwiched the slime between both girls' bosoms, forcing her squishy body to mold slightly to their shape. The hug lingered for a bit, perhaps longer than was warranted, until it became clear that Ophelia was mostly using the two to help stay propped up on her feet.<br/><br/>She was only stirred from the embrace by the sudden rustling of the nearby bushes. As if on instinct Ophelia found her way back to Ana's side, well...actually her back, the memory of the crossbow's sting in her belly urging her to put the solid wall of a woman between herself and danger. She watched with bated breath as something emerged from the bushes...or...someone? "Dipple?" she murmured, raising a brow. Of all the other students she had expected to come scouting out this way...well Dipple hadn't even come to mind one way or the other really, "No, we're all alive as far as I can tell, and I would know better than most" the necromancer assured, "Dipple...what are you doing here? Are you alone? You should be back at the dorm where it's safer, or at least be moving with a group"