<div class="floatright">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/75cffc883b880012bf36b59287bcd191/tumblr_p7wo9yQi111v4fvg9o1_1280.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Jhessela Vanscasa (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1843842)</span><br/><em>Varisian Fighter, 1st level</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>13/13 |<strong>AC:</strong>20 |<strong>Initiative:</strong>|<strong>Speed:</strong>20' |<strong>Effects:</strong>-<br/><hr/><br/>"Yeah I'll bet, Fenster. Heard you spent a summer as the Sandpoint Devil, too." Jhessela walked around to collect her book; the raggedy man clearly didn't want it, so what the hell, it was still hers then. Unlike the others, she didn't seem too put off by the man; he was<em>unpleasant</em>, but hey, she wasn't unused to unpleasantness. She was about to say more when Neferi burst out. For a moment Jhess was actually pretty certain the woman was going to break Fenster into thirds. Oh. Nope. She tucked her book away and stepped over, resting a hand on Neferi's arm, as if to calm her, but looking at Fenster. "We're looking to touch base with the Girls about some merchandise. Natalya especially. Heard anything? Seen anything?"