<div class="floatright">(https://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo122/grizzly/Valindra-close.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Valindra Fell Raza (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1870416)<br/><strong>Class</strong>: Arcanist<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 11  |<strong>AC</strong>: 12  |<strong>Saves</strong>:  Fort: +1 Ref +2 Will +1<br/><strong>Initiative</strong>:<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Magic</div><div class="spoiler_body">Level 0 - Detect Magic, Light, Prestidigitation, Ray of Frost<br/>Level 1 (3/3) - Mage Armor, Color Spray<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Valindra had begun to regret going along with the suggestion to speak with Fenster the Blight.  Underbridge was unbelievably filthy.  The very air itself seemed thick with decay and rot, not mention the sorry state of the inhabitants.  She didn't want to touch anything in this place, not even her boots on the stones of the streets.<br/><br/>Spying the decrepit hut of old rowing boats, Valindra gave it a disgusted look.  "Of course he lives in a place like thisEEEKKK!!" Valindra jumped, stepping back suddenly and grabbing on to Neferi.  She stared at a corner of the old warehouse for a long moment before realizing that she was holding on to the Suli Monk.  Blushing, she slowly unwrapped herself from Neferi.  "Uhm...rat...BIG rat...sorry..."<br/><br/>"So...a gift then?"