<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/><br/>Nesha dangled from the rope, then dropped soundlessly to the floor, landing on her feet with her tail stretched out behind her for balance.  She glanced back up at the rope and murmured softly.<strong>"We should probably do something to make getting back up a quicker task, in case we find ourselves needing to flee in a hurry."</strong>She glanced at the others, then followed her instincts to study the walls, steps silent as she slowly circumnavigated the small room, not needing the light to pick out features in the dark.<br/><br/><strong>"This <em>does</em> seem the ideal place for an ambush...or possibly a trap which drops the floor from beneath us and plunges us into a pit of snakes...or fire...or possibly fire snakes."</strong>She spoke of the horrors with a thoughtful tone, cocking her head as her eyes scanned the walls, floor and ceiling for anything that might be useful.  Aside from the skeleton.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Looking at stuff and unnerving the party!</div></div>