<div class="floatright">(http://www.clydecaldwell.com/jpgs/large_images/amara.jpg)</div><br/>The redheaded giantess--almost seven feet tall--crouched and shielded her face with her powerful arms when the magical flare strobed up the room.<br/><br/>Steaming wind caught her hair and shot it out too the side.  Her feet were cold, her skimpy chainmail clad torso hot, her red cloak fluttered with her hair.  The giantess brushed a few locks and looked around.<br/><br/>"Aw, hell..."<br/><br/>She looked around again.<br/><br/>"Where are we?  Um...  Tell me I didn't jinx that question, tell me..."