<div class="floatleft">(https://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo122/grizzly/Bellantha-closeup.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Bellantha Ravignon (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1828393)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>: 13/13<br/><strong>AC</strong>: 17<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>:<br/>+4 Survival<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Bellantha crawled out of her tent and gave a tired stretch.  After the events of last night, she really needed a good sleep, and surprisingly she managed to get one.  She emerged a little tired but still feeling refreshed.  After tugging on a leather tunic that she usually wore beneath her scale mail, the young woman slowly walked over to the small stream near their camp site, rolling her shoulders to loosen them up a little.  Bell knelt down by the stream and cupped her hands in the cool water, carrying the water up to splash on her face.<br/><br/>Bell took a moment to look up at the sky and thank Iomedae again that all of her friends made it through the night, relatively intact.  Their first day had not been an easy one, and they still had a few more to go during their quest.  She was really beginning to appreciate the decision that her parents had made when they left her with her Aunt and Uncle while they went off on their crusade.  A younger Bellantha would have been another worry on a dangerous journey.<br/><br/>One last look at the sky, followed by a few deep breaths, and Bellantha's demeanor turned into pure business.  If they were going to all make it through this quest, then she really needed to step up and concentrate on the work at hand.  Bellantha turned and strode more confidently through the camp site.  "Alright, folks.  Everybody up.  We've a long day ahead of us and I'd like to get as far away from these wolf infested woods as we can."