<div class="floatleft">(https://pp.vk.me/c624626/v624626570/3ddc3/0oASzORkXjw.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Edan</span></strong><br/><strong>Lvl 1 Human Witch/Ranger(skirmisher)</strong>– 14 / 14<strong>HP</strong>–<strong>AC</strong>14 – Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1618269)<br/><em>Known for living as a hermit, though not unfriendly or reclusive around people, she has only rarely come to town to trade strange herbs for supplies before returning to the woods. She is rumored to be the servant of someone or something in the woods.</em><hr/>Edan squeeked in surprise as she was hugged by Shaninera, blinking confused by the comment on the exchange she had with Damira. "C-cute?" she mumbled shyly under her breath.<br/><br/>Edan went to the nearby trees in search of a suitable pole, bending and twisting at a young tree, hacking at the base with her knife in a swift precise manner until she had an appropriate pole, quickly getting to work on finishing the weapon as she listened to the others plan.<br/><br/>Edan looked up, her brow furled nervously as she was mentioned, thinking over the role she had in the plan as she waited for a moment to interject herself in the conversation."I... am fairly proficient at climbing trees... or crags... or even a boulder... but... I've never tried to scale a fortress wall... and... I have an aversion to falling to my death..." she admitted hesitantly.