<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/01/295f2eabe56c38a6d89217025db37f30.jpg)</div>Name: Leshana Silverfrond (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1yxdPQZGhHSrXGLYzobOgWIwd45wQ3jPDJPsjydSh0LM/edit)<br/><br/>Quick Stats<br/>HD: 2; hp: 11; AC: 16; Proficiency: +2; Saving Throw: ?; dmg:?<br/><br/><br/>For the first few moments of the fight, the silver haired girl stuck to the bakc of the party and froze, trembling a little at the slavering gnolls--creatures she'd read of, renowned for their leachery and cruelty.<br/><br/>Now she began to come to her senses, though.  She tried to stay behind Sumara, feeling strangely safer around the ebony girl.  A few deep breaths to gather her confidence and power.  Then she began to roll and swirl her orb.  A tiny cherry red spark twisted and tirlwed around it.  Growing into a glowing red bead, it swirled around her as guided by her orb.<br/><br/>The orb began to float between her dancing palms, spinning on it's own volition in response to her magic.<br/><br/>The magician's hair fluttered and rippled around her.  The marble of magic became a flaming bolt that flared through the air after the fleeing gnolls--more a warning shot to keep them on the run than a real attack.<br/><br/>The elf girl blushed, than gave a quiete sigh, hoping no one would notice that she'd frozen.  Without a word, she conjured gentle blue and green sparks with her slowly spinning orb and moved them through her group, queitly cleaning off the sprayed blood and mending damaged garb.