<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/JUc5yAQ.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fyr, Sultani Oracle</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 30/30 / <strong>Init</strong> +5<br/><strong>AC</strong> 24 / <strong>Touch</strong> 11 / <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 23 / <strong>CMD</strong> 14<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +5 / <strong>Ref</strong> +3 / <strong>Will</strong> +3<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +4 / <strong>Sense Motive</strong> -1<br/><hr/><strong>Spells:</strong><br/><strong>Level 1:</strong> 5/6<br/></div></div><hr/>The light blossoming from where Fyr's eyes would be, the only indication of whether her eyes were open or closed, widened momentarily before becoming mere slits in pleasure. It was rare to hear of another creature beyond the fireborn who knew that the flame could not only burn, but also nurture and save those who knew few respites. In fact, that was where her own magic specialized, and she willingly came to him, a single finger running along his flank as she released the energy within her to fuel his limbs to greater strength and mend wounds he had taken. "As you wish, horned one," the black face parted in a jagged, yellow-and-crimson grin as she healed the minotaur.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Cure Light Wounds: 6 HP healed (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4658364/)</div></div>