<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/13/60/4e/13604eac466efc2b72d477b4cbce0969.jpg)</div><strong>Ig Gortt (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289982.msg14244565#msg14244565)<br/>Location: Rosemont Warehouse, back room<br/>Tag: DM</strong><br/><hr/><br/>There was a scream! ...And Ig sort of didn't really notice at first.. Screams weren't a new noise for her, and in<em>this</em>place, well...  She looked around at the others and their sudden tension, appearing puzzled; still, her ears perked and she slipped her wand out. It wasn't really much, just a twisted-up stick of alder that looks like it's been chewed a little, with a bit of stained, scorched red fabric wrapped around one end. "What? What? Is there fighting now?" Ig asked in a loud whisper.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Initiative and actions</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2018-07-07 04:58:40, Ig (uid: 27361) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=122502)<br/><br/>Since Ig doesn't know what's going on, she's just going to hold, until she finds out. </div></div>