<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Lady Elisia</span>(http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8713) -<em>Oracle of the White Covenant</em><br/><hr/>The oracle nodded a bit as two of her companions came up both seeking water. She nodded to Demetri as he came up towards her. The young woman took his container in hand as she held her hand once again in front and did a small gesture.<strong>"Create Water."</strong>Her voice came out once again in a smooth tone as she could feel the water rushing suddenly inside giving weight to the once light object. She handed it off with a warm smile to the man to give it back. He seemed to be a respectable individual from what she knew of him. He seemed like a rather refined individual from what she had seen of him. She gave him a light nod of approval of her job having been done as a rather instinctive motion. It was a bit of a habit for her after doing an act for another as most seemed almost in disbelief and reluctance of her acts at the temple.<br/><br/>Elisia looked as the rogue came up to her next. His comment regarding the food was something she found some agreement in. While she took what food she could get without hesitation, the ability to spruce up a rather dry source of wood was something that could be very welcoming. So long as a person was grateful for what they had, it was all that matter to her. As he mentioned the waterskin she simply gave a nod of acceptance. What followed, however, did make the young oracle blush a bit and give a bit of a glare in response. She might have not grown up in a very 'rough' part for much of her life, but she could tell sexually charged comments when she heard them. She decided to hold her tongue from making a remark to his joke as he asked if he could use hers. She simply gave a bit of a nod as the fluster on her face seemed to remain faintly noticeable. No matter how his words came out, it wasn't in her nature as a servant of peace to decline anyone service. Even those of foul intent should be given place to redeem themselves, so long as it isn't done with such malice. She looked at him as she allowed him to use her waterskin.<strong>"I will eat a little of my rations and I'll be ready to go myself. Its best to leave with a stomach filled to some degree to prevent troubles later."</strong>Her words seemed to mix both a sense of sweetness with that of authority. Being a guiding figure for the White Covenant, it had caused her to take such a stance with her words as she served to give guidance to others.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong> HP:</strong> <em>30</em>/<strong>30</strong>     <strong>AC:</strong> <em>12</em>     <strong>Saves: </strong> <em>4:4:4</em>     <strong>Init:</strong> <em>6</em>     <strong>CMD:</strong> <em>16</em><br/><strong>Buffs:</strong> None<br/><strong>Equipment:</strong> <br/>-<em><strong>Heavy Mace</strong>: Atk: 4 | Dmg: 1d8+2 Crit: x2</em> <br/>- <em><strong>+1 Chain Shirt: </strong>AC: 5 | CP: -1</em> <br/>- <em><strong>+1 Buckler:</strong> AC: 2 | CP: 0</em><br/><br/><strong>Spells:</strong>    <strong>1    2      3     4     5</strong>   <br/>               <em>7  |  -   |  -   |  -   |  -</em><br/></div></div>