<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3KVeVpa.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>Gwendolyn Zhar (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2456266)</strong><br/></span><hr/><em>Antipaladin 4</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>40<strong>AC:</strong>20<br/><strong>Perception:</strong>+5<br/><hr/>The sight had stopped Gwendolyn dead in her tracks. She had never doubted Him, but she also had not truly seen a display of His ability as undeniable as this. Zhar truly had guided them to this place, and she could feel deep inside that it was theirs to claim. "Take this fortress. It is mine, and so it is yours," she felt Him say. Not as a whisper, but as a rumbling in her soul.<br/><br/>Gwendolyn turned and faced the others. She seldom smiled, but this moment showed she wasn't quite so emotionless. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves," she turned back towards the fortress. "But let's not delay. Are we prepared?"