<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/29/E35b81ec25ba02815cddf6a411b8426c.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Yamyra Fardawn (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2445785)<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl: 4, Race: Halfling, Gender: Female, Class: Cleric</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>36/36<br/><strong>AC:</strong>18<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>d20+5<br/><hr/><br/>Ymyura left her rope secured around the boulder for a moment.  Gasping, she said a quick prayer of thanks to the goddess, then scrambled down to the sore to stand over the recovering man, smiling.  "Welcome back to the open sky.  Take your time.  Catch your breath.  If you feel the need to cough, don't fight it.  Get the water out of your lungs.  My name is Ymyra.  I do Saranrae's work, and if i call upon her to heal you, she'l answer.  Are you injured or just need to dry off?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Imitative 10<br/>At 2021-05-18 16:33:21, Yamyra Fadawn (uid: 16) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 10 (http:///forums/dicebot.php?r=153402)<br/></div></div>