<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/Vampire_Sorceress.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">The Lady Persephone, of the Noble House of Morte (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=863069)</span><br/>HP: 35 | AC: 19 | Fort: +4 | Ref: +8 | Will: +7<br/><hr/><br/>Blech, that certainly didn't work out as planned.  So much for getting a drink of acceptable quality in the run-down little tavern she was currently stuck in.  She would just have to choke down the remainder of what she currently had, and perhaps see if she could get something to wash it down with later.  The Whites might have some high-quality vintages aboard that ship that Gareth mentioned, for example, or at the very least some poor mortal saps who were working with them that the hunter wouldn't object to her feeding from.  Of course, just walking in without a plan like she owned the place would be a stupid move, and unfortunately, since she'd tapped the family spellpool once already that day, she would have to wait until the next evening before she could borrow a casting of a divination spell that was powerful enough to be useful for scouting work, like<em>clairaudience/clairvoyance</em>.  Somehow, though, her current allies didn't seem like the type that would enjoy waiting around...<br/><br/>"I'm guessing you've stayed away from that boat for now, right?"  The vampire spawn questioned, before raising her mug to her lips and draining it dry.  Her face twisted into a grimace afterwards, clearly not enjoying the taste, but she didn't offer up any complaints.  "I've got some skill with illusions, so if anyone wants to go scout the place out, I can turn you invisible for a little while.  Combat isn't my specialty, though, so don't expect me to be of much help in a fight."