<strong>Name: Talia of Ashwood</strong><br/><strong>Class: Cleric</strong><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/df/c4/99/dfc49967faa0e3e8871f50354e621224.jpg)</div><strong>Strength</strong>: Arms<strong>Vulnerability</strong>: Head<br/><br/><strong>Willpower</strong>: 25<strong>Defense</strong>: 8<strong>Morale</strong>: 11<br/><br/><strong>Bondage:</strong><strong>Head</strong>:<strong>Arms</strong>:<strong>Legs</strong>:<br/><br/><strong>Conditions</strong>:<br/><br/><hr/><br/>After spending a week traveling, Talia rested at an inn, enjoying a good meal and a mug of ale when a royal messenger came up to her and delivered official looking parchment with a royal seal.<br/>To say that Talia surprised was to say nothing. What could a royal and a future heir to the throne want from a humble cleric? Yes, she traveled for several years now, fighting criminals and bandits wherever she found them, looking for the bastards who murdered her parents and burned her inn, so she must have made a name to herself. But an attention from a noble was strange enough, nobles didn't care much for matters of the lowborn, but royals? They were more or less detached from life, they were so detached that they felt almost as far away as gods as far as Talia was concerned. When the royal messenger demanded an answer, Talia didn't think long. She spent far too long in one place already and there was a possibility that the people who wronged her were involved in those disappearances as described in the scroll. And besides, who in their right mind would say 'no' to a royal?<br/><br/>Journey to the palace didn't take long, and to her surprise, when she showed the parchment with the royal seal, the guards let her into the palace immediately, straight to the throne room.<br/>Talia looked around nervously, glancing at the other adventurers gathered in the throne room. The others looked so... competent and fearsome, that she wondered briefly if she truly deserved to be a part of such accomplished team, but a slight tingle in her body, a sign from her goddess reminded her that she was one of Callistria's chosen, as if saying - it's they who need to wonder if they deserve to be in her presence!<br/><br/>Everyone seemed to look at her, but nevertheless Talia moved forward, her flowing white dress rustling. She was holding a large wooden staff, embroidered by intricate carvings and her knee-length dress revealed sturdy travel boots underneath.<br/>"I am Talia of Ashwood, your highness, a cleric of Callistra and I am a conduit of her power. My goddess helps all those in need for retribution and will lend her power to help avenge the woes caused to your people. My faith is strong, and goddess grants me power."<br/>