<div class="floatright">(https://i.ibb.co/sJ7548s/elf-girl-partial.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ylena Daerleiru<br/><strong>AC:</strong>16 |<strong>HP:</strong>15 / 15 |<strong>Conditions:</strong>None<br/><strong>Perception:</strong>+7 |<strong>Stealth:</strong>+5 |<strong>Senses:</strong>Darkvision<br/><strong>Spell Slots</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Introduction<br/><strong>Actions:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Ylena slipped into the tavern with bright eyes and travel-worn but sturdy clothes. Her eyes flicked around the room curiously as she took the taproom in; when the manager approached her she smiled and nodded as she was shown to the booth. She slipped into the booth, scooting over to make room for the others she assumed were coming as well. Once settled, she ordered a stout beer, and pulled out a sheaf of parchment with hand-drawn maps of the local area on them. She busied herself looking them over, one eye on the rest of the taproom as she waited to see who else Rockseeker was going to offer this job to. A small grin played over her lips as she considered the chance to make new friends and learn more about the area.