<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://i.postimg.cc/sDFbrBHF/Mini-Dancer.jpg23)<br/></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Velkyn Adaris (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1862423)</span><br/><strong>Class</strong>: Oracle<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 9/9<br/><strong>AC</strong>: 13<br/><strong>Saves</strong>:  Fort: +1 Ref +1 Will +3, Resistance 2 (acid/fire/cold/electricity/sonic)<br/><strong>Perception</strong>: +7, Darkvision (60ft)<br/><strong>Campaign Trait:</strong>Local Contacts (Engineers)<br/><hr/><strong><br/>Velkyn</strong>was not uninterested, she was disgusted, but made hardly no effort to hide it. From the start, she had been against this side trip, and now, when they were here, she had joined out of courtesy and group effort. Not to be the spokesman on something she did not believe in.<br/><br/>Hopefully as she were, she hoped they would not contract any deadly diseases while being here, in the asshole of the town, literaly.<br/><br/>She nod to<strong>Neferi</strong>.<strong>"Not an second thought, still staying on my orginal thought of this sidestep."</strong>