<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/sxxZLdZ.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Level</strong>: 1</td><td><strong>Xp</strong>: 0/8</td><td><strong>Coin</strong>: 0</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Armor</strong>: 0</td><td><strong>HP</strong>: 16/16</td><td><strong>Load</strong>: 5/6</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Str</strong>: 8 (-1)</td><td><strong>Dex</strong>: 9 (+0)</td><td><strong>Con</strong>: 12 (+0)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Int</strong>: 13 (+1)</td><td><strong>Wis</strong>: 15 (+1)</td><td><strong>Cha</strong>: 16 (+2)</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Mirwen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318428.msg15339090#msg15339090)</span><br/><strong>Action:</strong>Search for Traps: -1 to Cha for non-aligned spell At 2020-04-22 14:27:11, Mirwen (uid: 61168) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=146309)<br/><strong>Reaction:</strong>Going into possible danger, holding a Counterspell incase she senses magic trying to affect around the Devlers.<br/><br/>As they were standing outside the big black door looking inside the supposedly abandoned manor, she turned to look at her companions. "We better be on our guard, there is someone who can do magic inside of here and she has underlinings, probably more of those pasty people that attacked us last night."  She looked over her teammates.  As she was standing with one foot forward, her long toned leg was showing through a slit in her white immaculate dress.  She didn't look like she had slept on a pew the previous night, her hair was perfect, her double slitted robes where clean and shiny, her skin clean.  Her onyx gem handing down into her deep cleavage as her long ears pointed out through her long straight, silky white hair.<br/><br/>"I was doing some research last night," she frowned as she remembered how hard it was to free her book of the ice sheath she had accidently encased her book in.  And looking into the foyer in front of her with books just scattered around, offended her sensibilities. "The pasty people match the stories of what Diralisk did to her followers, but she should have died hundreds of years ago.  Whoever is in here is either someone new and restarting Diralisk's research or it is Diralisk and she found some way to extend her life."  She bite her lip nervously, "I prefer if it is someone new who has restarted her research.  If it is Diralisk then she is several hundreds of years old with the experience that goes with it."  She shrugged her shoulders, pulling her robe tight against her large, perfect orbs.  "Either way, we need to go in and stop whoever is in here changing people.  Diralisk's research was not ... ethical."  She shrugged again as she loosened her hands up as she started paying more attention for any magic.<br/><br/>"Give me a moment, and I will search for traps," Mirwen announced to the others and then started intoning the spell quietly, her fingers weaved a complex design in the air as she sent her magic out searching for traps. She focused hard, she was going to keep control of the spell and she mostly did, but she could feel it wanting to do more than she wanted.