<div class="floatleft">(https://41.media.tumblr.com/e52dcd0baddc5003d2d2a5b80040236e/tumblr_njhbzwhPI91ra7k9xo1_540.jpg)</div><strong>Nesha</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1118798)<br/>CG Aasimar (Agathion-Blooded) Cleric 1<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><strong>HP:</strong>9/9<strong>AC:</strong>15<strong>Saves:</strong>Fort +3, Reflex +2, Will +6<strong>Init:</strong>+2<br/><strong>Spells:</strong>Guidance, Detect Magic, Read Magic | Swallow Your Fear (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/s/swallow-your-fear), Moment of Greatness (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/m/moment-of-greatness), Shield of Faith<br/><hr/><strong>"Tgamo!  Let me know if you see any more symbols like the ones on the door, please!"</strong>She called after him with a little laugh, watching him run off before turning her full attention back to the door.  Her fingers lightly trace the images carved into the stone, brow furrowed as she digested the information before stepping back and turning a quizzical look on Nestor and the others.<strong>"It's the tomb of Akhentepi.  He was seventy-two years old when he died, and he died eleven years before...well, before the rest of the city.  I can't see all of it, but so far there are no dire warnings about curses or anything."</strong>She motioned to the sand at the base of the doors to indicate there may be more information hidden behind it, then melted gracefully into a crouch to begin digging the doors free by hand.  Her tail flicked and swayed behind her as she scooped the warm silica away, a tiny smile touching the corner of her mouth as the grains trickled through her fingers and warmed her palms.<br/><br/><br/>