<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Orc%20Slaves/Tristan_dRagen_Crop.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aleria</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Collapsed caverns<br/><strong>With:</strong>Bremorel, Hunter<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Hp: 20/20, Spider venomed (-3str)<br/><br/><strong><br/>"Of course Bremorel."</strong>She conjured witchlight from netherworlds to give off the greenish light. It was like it had been before. She toke her place ont he middle of the two more compat oriented members. Paladins fate was of no consern to her. It had been fools errant from the beginning, as she had voiced out, sad thing was, noone had listened her and now there had been multiple casualties and they had lost their leader. Only solace was that she was alive, and like so long before, it was the only thing that mattered to her.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=74111 = Perception = 12<br/>https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=74112 = Stealth = 10<br/></div></div>