<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cc/Kathra.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Kathra Brighthammer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=344148.msg16249161#msg16249161)</strong></span></span><br/><strong>HP:</strong>12/12 AC: 15<br/><strong>Spell slots:</strong>1: 1/2<br/><strong>Spells prepared:</strong><em>cure wounds</em>,<em>grease</em><br/><strong>Effects:</strong>Magical Tinkering 2/2<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/>"Well..." Kathra pondered Lynnara's words, opened and closed her mouth a few times, then shook her head. "It is for the gods to judge," she said finally. "All we mortals can do is advise each other, and he certainly didn't take our advice." The dwarf was clearly troubled by the events, but she quickly shook it off when Lynnara gestured for them all to follow her into the cave.<br/><br/>She found herself jogging alongside Amara and Clara, her scale armour jangling just as much as the cleric's. She shared a chuckle with Clara, glad for the tension to be released a little. "I know which doors of yours are open, dear," she said with a knowing wink. She hurried after Lynnara, knowing she couldn't keep up with the fleet-footed elf, and being more suited to bringing up the rear in any event.