<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/bc/0b/82/bc0b82c0739a9badfa3357a54268c876.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Miranda (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266483.msg13144964#msg13144964)</span><br/><strong>Half-Elf Great Old One Warlock Level 1</strong><br/><br/>HP: 11 / 11<br/>AC: 13<br/>Init: +2<br/>Saves: -1/2/3/0/3/5 (Str/Dex/Con/Int/Wis/Cha)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spells/day: Lv 1: 1<br/><br/>Lv 0: Eldritch Blast, Prestidigitation<br/>Lv 1: Charm Person, Hellish Rebuke</div></div><hr/>Miranda always seemed to have an easier time during the day.  Perhaps whatever dark and unnatural thing she feared chased after the entire world was beaten off by Soliaris.  Maybe it was the darkness itself, though that likely would not be because of being unable to see: her nightvision was as good as any elf.<br/><br/>When she heard the call for help, she followed quickly off towards the meadow.  Miranda wasn't particularly strong, but she was at least agile enough to make it there without much issue.  She'd actually started moving well before the mention of payment came up, but she was never one to shy away from appreciation given for her services.<br/><br/>Once she got there, she accepted and reciprocated the hug, knowing what it was like to deal with traumatic experiences beyond her control.  Solitudes...Miranda didn't understand the people who wanted to be left alone, but she could at least leave them be in return.  If they were attacking others, that pact was broken.<br/><br/>"I'll help you," she agreed.  "My name is Miranda."  Hopefully she wouldn't insist on a surname, but few did.  Her true title, when it became necessary, was Miranda, Exile of Fireshine.  That was a past she wanted to leave behind, and there was so much to do here, so many people to help.