<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/2iSVufw.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><del>Serana Strode</del>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2697354) Josephine<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Class:</strong>lv.3 Artificer<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer<br/><hr/><strong>HP:</strong>24/24 -<strong>AC:</strong>18 -<strong>Initiative:</strong>1 -<strong>Passive Perception:</strong>14<br/><strong>Infusions: </strong>Bag of Holding, Goggles of Night -<strong>Arcane Armor:</strong>Infiltrator -<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">lv.1 2/3<br/>-Magic Missile<br/>-Thunderwave<br/>-Cure Wounds<br/>-Catapult<br/>-Identify<br/>-Purify Food and Drink<br/>-Jim's Magic Missile (free cast per long rest 0/1)<br/>-Hex (free cast per long rest 0/1)<br/>-Misty Step (free cast per long rest 1/1)</div></div><br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Serana gave a bashful smile as Mephis assured her that her gorging hadn't offended, and that it was apparently flattering instead. It was definitely quite different from how she had been raised at the palace, but she supposed everything about this place was different. Initially she had thought that was all for the worse, but perhaps there were some parts this foreign land that were nice after all. She tensed a bit when Mephis suddenly touched her face. In her country the royalty were meant to maintain an air of being untouchable, so to have a someone, only a few days removed from being a complete stranger, just stroll up and touch her so casually. It was quite bold to say the least. For a moment she wondered if this was just a normal part of the culture, but then she remembered that Mephis herself was nobility. The girl was simply audacious it seemed. She didn't protest her touch though, in fact she didn't do anything, briefly trapped in her ruby gaze.<br/><br/>"Huh?...oh, yes, ofcourse, what I was working on..." she murmured, taking a moment to shake from the dhampir's entrancing stare, "I uh...I figured I should do something for the girl..." she said, rising to her feet and walking over to the anvil, giving Mephis a good view of her heart-shaped ass and wide, breedable hips as she bent over to retrieve the pieces of gold tinged metal. She laid the pieces out across the anvil, arranging them so she could make out the general shape of the limbs she was working on, "I can't fix her mind, or return the life she's lost, but I can help make her whole again...I<em>will</em>make her whole again..." she said with an absolute resolve that cut through the signs of exhaustion on her face, "With these limbs she'll have a better chance at rebuilding her life, at putting all this behind her...and...more selfishly...I hope it'll help me put this behind me as well...or at least let me not think about it for a little longer..." she said, admitting that what she really wanted was a distraction.<br/><br/>"I...I know you probably don't want to hear this from someone you're risking your life to fight beside, but I don't know if I was cut out for this" she said, keeping her back to Mephis to hide her face, "I realize now how naive I was to come out here, to become an adventurer. All I had to go on were books and plays, and it should have been obvious how sugar coated those stories were, how clean and safe. The real world isn't like that at all. It's...dirty, ugly, terrifying. A few months ago if you asked me what evil was I would have told you it was a big bad wizard cackling about how he was going to take over the world, yelling 'curse you!' as the heroes defeat him just in time to save everyone from getting hurt. Now I know what evil really is...I know what they really do. I know that they don't just sit around and wait for you to save their victims in the nick of time. I know that it doesn't just go away after you beat them, it lingers, it continues to hurt you. There's no great feeling of triumph, only the consolation that at least they won't hurt anyone else anymore..."<br/><br/>Mephis would hear the light plap of tears hitting metal, and a series of hard sniffs and sharp exhales, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have unloaded all that on you. You just came to check on me, not be bombarded with my issues" she apologized.