<div class="floatright">(http://imgur.com/sPJS1dZ.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Sora Davenlow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266483.msg13149263#msg13149263)</span><br/><strong>Air Genasi Bard 1</strong><br/><br/>HP: 10 / 10<br/>AC: 14<br/>Init: +3<br/>Saves: -1/+5/+2/+1/+0/+4 (Str/Dex/Con/Int/Wis/Cha)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spells/day: Lv 1: 2<br/><br/>Lv 0: Mage Hand, Vicious Mockery<br/>Lv 1: Cure Wounds, Faerie Fire, Feather Fall, Thunderwave</div></div><hr/>Sora did her best to be an accommodating traveling companion during the first three day stretch of the group's trip. Her past and her intentions for what she planned to do in Ironmote were all open game; Sora had nothing to hide and saw no reason to lie to any of these people. Even after all that time, she still wasn't quite sure what to make of the human named Brannock traveling with her. At least there was some familiarity in having Leo around - Leo could always be counted on for being well grounded if nothing else. Then there was Rosey. Sora half expected the elven woman to lose interest after the first night spent sleeping under the stars. Instead, she seemed embolden by it, always pushing the group forward as if this whole thing were her idea to begin with. Sora already knew that one was going to be a handful.<br/><br/>Sure enough, Rosey sprang into action when a few taunts were lobbed in the direction of the group, instantly trying to coordinate some sort of action plan. Sora could only scoff and give an exaggerated roll of her eyes at the elven woman's enthusiasm. There was no way she was going to huddle up and discuss some kind of plan while standing directly in front of the very people that they were meant to be plotting against as if they wouldn't realize what was going on. That sort of move would only invite more of the ridicule that Rosey was so intent on avenging. From what Sora had gathered about Rosey so far, the girl seemed to alternate between having her head in the clouds and her nose in a book. It was almost as if this were just some story to her - an adventure just like the ones in the books. Life spent outside Starfall was seldom that glamorous though; Sora's father had the scars and stories to prove it.<br/><br/>"Rosey dear, don't you think you're overreacting a tad bit?" Sora had a hand resting on her hip, betraying her impatience with Rosey's grand scheme that involved Sora throwing herself at a dwarf. There was<em>no way</em>that was happening. "This isn't a 'social problem.' It's just some drunk mercenaries with big mouths. Nothing new. Let's just forget about it and head inside, yeah?"