<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/bc/0b/82/bc0b82c0739a9badfa3357a54268c876.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Miranda (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266483.msg13144964#msg13144964)</span><br/><strong>Half-Elf Great Old One Warlock Level 1</strong><br/><br/>HP: 11 / 11<br/>AC: 13<br/>Init: +2<br/>Saves: -1/2/3/0/3/5 (Str/Dex/Con/Int/Wis/Cha)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spells/day: Lv 1: 1<br/><br/>Lv 0: Eldritch Blast, Prestidigitation<br/>Lv 1: Charm Person, Hellish Rebuke</div></div><hr/><br/>Miranda had been in the process of doing everything she could to fuse an inn window shut when she found the message in her pack.  Midnight.  Why did it have to be midnight?  Why did people not understand?<br/><br/>So many people thought it was safer to do secret things under cover of darkness, but<em>they</em>couldn't see past the bright light of the sun.  At night,<em>they</em>saw everything.<em>They</em>watched.<em>They</em>waited.<em>They</em>learned.<br/><br/>Yet she had to.  She knew she had to, even if she didn't know why.  Others went out at night all the time without being snatched up; she would<em>probably</em>be safe.  It was as good a promise as any adventurer got.<br/><br/>At least she was in the city which had been marked as a warning, the crater of what was left, and probably the safest place on this world.<em>They</em>knew what happened if<em>they</em>got too close.  This world was still mostly protected, and Miranda was part of its protection.<br/><br/>None of that made it easy, though.  She kept around under awnings and through buildings whenever possible, until she finally reached the docks.  From there, she more or less made a beeline to the tables, having a seat.  If there was an awning, an umbrella, or anything of the like, she would choose that spot to sit, but if not, she would just make her attempt to be brave.<br/><br/>She started out only lightly nibbling, but soon turned the attempt into a full-on gorging.  Adventuring didn't always guarantee a steady source of food, and although Miranda needed to keep a roof over her head, she'd been going hungry lately.<br/><br/>When the offer came around, she listened, visibly wincing at the mention of the order to which the woman belonged.  Why did people insist on mentioning<em>them</em>so often by name?  One of<em>them</em>had come down to attack, after all, causing the First Catastrophe.<br/><br/>Maybe too many people believed the lies that it was caused by the gods, as if the gods could call forth Those Who Lived Above In Shadow at whim.<br/><br/>Miranda kept her uneasy silence until the offer was made.  "Did you capture one?" she asked.  "You won't be able to contain it.  The best you can even try to do is send it back."  She took a slow, steady breath.  "I'll try, though.  I'll do what I can, but it's your own fault for seeking<em>them</em>."