<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://puu.sh/o69Lc.jpg)<br/><strong>Nuria (https://elliquiy.com/wiki/Delvers_Company_Characters#Nuria)</strong></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Race:</strong> Godlike   <strong>Class:</strong> Immolator Custom (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6a/Immolator-custom-v1.1.pdf)   <strong>HP</strong>: 21/21, <strong>Armor</strong>: 2 <hr/></div></div>"What, are you kidding? I'm still all fired up from the fox kiss-blocking me," Nuria announced with a bloodthirsty grin. She took the moment to stretch her arms and limber up a bit, walking for hours on end wasn't exactly conductive to the wild combat movement she practiced. "You'll be lucky if I don't serve 'em all up roasted crisp."<br/><br/>"And this dry air …" she chuckled, flame bursting out from her knuckles and wrapping around her fingers almost like a glove before it suddenly roared forwards into a straight, almost blade-shaped form, much bigger than her past manifestation. "Let's just say it suits me better 'n a murky cave."<br/><br/>"So let's get going," she demanded eagerly. "Cast whatever spells you need and we'll tear into them."<br/>