<div class="floatright">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/b6/ae/45/b6ae45ea51fab6883e9b4e4a2b0e3cfd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Finna Stendahl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202196.msg9882560#msg9882560)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Catacombs<br/><strong>With:</strong>Strike Force<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Blessed (+1 atk, +1 save vs. fear), Poisoned (-1 Str)<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>HP: 19</strong>: 7</td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td><strong>AC: 19</strong> FF: 17 /T: 12</td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td><strong>BAB: +5</strong> / TW +3/+3</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Init: +1</strong></td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td><strong>SAVES </strong>F: +4/ R: +2 /W: +0</td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td>CMB +7 / CMD 17 / 19 vs. Sunder and Disarm</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/><br/>Finna's smile, bright and beautiful, flashed gratefully at Bree after she cast her illuminating spell upon her shield. It lit up the way before her and she muttered something dark and pained as she spied the still fleeing wizardess in the distance. "I'll do my best to bring her back... But running like that she can break her fool neck on a loose stone," she said with sigh then cast a long, loving, longing gaze Bree's way as she took off after Aleria.<br/><br/>"STOP!" Finna called out firmly as she dashed after Aleria. She contemplated throwing her shield at the mage's knees to knock her down and end her flight but talked herself down, unsure if the slight girl could take such a blow. She reached down and picked up a stone and tested it's weight but didn't throw it. Instead she redoubled her efforts to close the distance between them before she caused herself harm.