<div class="floatleft">(https://img.fireden.net/tg/image/1455/32/1455325283912.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Emerald Dante</span><br/>Character Sheet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300235.msg14718981#msg14718981)<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 8/8<strong>AC</strong>: 13/12/11<br/><strong>Status</strong>: Full Attack w/Claws<br/><strong>Init</strong>:19<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: Attacks (9,18), Damage 5 (@Wolf #2)<br/><hr/><br/>“Damnation and Fire.”  Emerald growled as lashed out with her claws. She had grown them by the age of twelve, about the time whatever else in her blood started to emerge. She had heard the jokes that her mother’s had brewed her up like a homoculus with a mix of their blood and expensive reagents, while others whispered ‘hags blood’ or ‘witch breed’ behind her back along with a warding sign against evil. Everyone in He camp with her never had, Ria in particular had been sweet and polite to her and didn’t judge her mothers’ or her physical flaws.<br/><br/>“Back off doggie...” She said baring her nails, now three times their length as she slashed at the one threatening the girls she was with