<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>Silvia Blackheart</strong></em></span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=302196.msg14763810#msg14763810)</div>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b3/Castlevania-art-shanoa-3.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Silvia Quick Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Silvia</strong>, Shadow Sorcerer<br/><strong>Prof </strong>+3 <strong>AC </strong>14<br/><strong>Spd </strong>30 <strong>Hp </strong>50<br/><strong>Str </strong>7 <strong>Dex </strong>14 <strong>Con </strong>14<br/><strong>Int </strong>10 <strong>Wis </strong>10 <strong>Cha </strong>18<br/><strong>Save Con</strong> +5 <strong>Cha </strong>+7<br/><strong>P. Perc </strong>13 <strong>P. Ins </strong>13<br/><strong>P. Inv</strong> 10<br/><strong>Acr </strong>+5 <strong>Arc </strong>+3<br/><strong>Ins </strong>+3 <strong>Perc </strong>+3<br/><strong>Pers </strong>+7<br/>Elven Primordial<br/>Abyssal<br/><br/><strong>Strength of the Grave</strong><br/>At 0 hp Cha save<br/>DC 5+ dmg taken<br/>succeed and gain 1 hp<br/>Can't on Crit/radiant<br/><br/><strong>Cloak of Displacement</strong><br/>Hostiles disadv on atks<br/>if take dmg effect neg<br/>suppressed if immobile<br/><br/><strong>Weapon of Warning</strong><br/>Allies/self within 30ft<br/>can't be surprised<br/>exception nonmagic sleep<br/>weapon wakes within range<br/><br/><strong>Immunity</strong><br/>Disease<br/><br/><strong>Spells</strong><br/>4/3/3/2</div></div></div></div></div>Silvia circled around the room, flying on her broom.<br/><br/>"Are you sure something attacked you? Maybe it was your imagination? Maybe a scary-looking shadow that was actually your own shadow?" she teased the drow.<br/><br/>"In any case, what is with this room? You know what, I think it is a riddle. I have to sit here." she said, jumping gracefully on the throne from her broom, and sitting on it like she was the queen of everything.<br/><br/>"And you sit there." she pointed at the horse with the cock on top of it.<br/><br/>"Then the horse will start moving around, trying to push you off. If you manage to stay on top of it until the end, the right door will open. Are you ready?" she joked, teasing Xa'ndrah once more.<br/>