<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HIy8csg.png?1)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Silvy Volkar (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2448010)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Female Dhampir Witch</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>32<strong>AC:</strong>16<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">lv. 0 - prestidigitation, mending, stabilize, light<br/>lv. 1 - 2/5  mage armor, enlarge person, reduce person, inflict light wounds, ill omen<br/>lv. 2 - 6/6  vomit swarm, alter self, inflict moderate wounds, steal breath</div></div><br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>+0<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>Ward hex on Sophia (+2 AC, +2 on saving throws, lasts until target gets hit or fails saving throw)<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>To say the parlay with the wyvern had been flabbergasting to Silvy was an understatement. It had her genuinely questioning if she had drunk sea water by mistake that morning. However a few pinches and a good slap made it very clear it was real. The dhampir had probably been the most begrudging about making this little alliance, though as always she followed Sophia's judgement, even when she was called upon to heal the Wyvern's wounds. There had been a noticeable tension during it, Silvy and the winged lizard making sharp eyes at each other all the while, each seemingly ready to throw down at the first sign of aggression. However to her infinite surprise the wyvern actually held to his word, which earned Grim an uneasy smile.<br/><br/><div align="center"> -------------------------------------------------</div><br/>Silvy spent the majority of their rocketing wyvern ride either scream or retching, clinging to Muriel for dear life all the while. The young witch had already struggled getting her sea legs during the first stretch of their journey, and this was a whole new level of terror and nausea. Fortunately for her their meager rations meant she didn't really have much to throw up in the first place, and by some miracle managed to keep it all in her stomach. Her only relief came in the sight of land, and Silvy practically threw herself from the boat as soon as they reach shallow water. She rushed to beach like an invading raider, and threw herself onto the sand and started kissing the first rock she saw, "mwah, oh sweet, precious land, I'll never leave you again..." she cooed.<br/><br/>After a few moment to regain her composure, Silvy stood up and dusted herself off, making her way over to the orc just as Sophia broke away from him, "Hey Grim..." she said, reaching up to snatch the orc by the ear, "I just want to say that your plan was rash, foolish, arrogant, and I counted no less than 5 points where it could have gotten us all killed. It was completely insane..." she scolded. By all accounts his attempts to wrestle a wyvern shouldn't have worked, their attempts to tie up and restrain a wyvern shouldn't have worked, attempting to negotiate and befriend a wyvern REALLY shouldn't have worked, and she still wasn't sure they actually survived that high speed tow job and weren't all in the after life right now. However after her harsh words, Silvy's grip would loosen, and without warning she would leap up and hug onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, "...but damn if it wasn't the manliest thing I've ever seen..." she cooed, locking the hulking orc into a deep kiss of her own, pressing every curve she had against his rippling hard muscles, "...hufh...fuck...I think I might want to have your babies" she panted, having spaced out Sophia's instructions a little.