<div class="floatleft">(http://67.media.tumblr.com/c23e7ab8a5ea1541887b910089e5bd1c/tumblr_o8u5m8SlVi1tk4029o1_1280.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Elsibette Taggle (http://)</span><br/>NG Female Halfling Cleric of Erastil 5<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vitals</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Init</strong> +2 | <strong>Speed:</strong> 20 | <strong>HP:</strong> 45/45 (0 NL)<br/><strong>AC:</strong> 22 (14 touch, 20 FF) | <strong>CMD:</strong> 16 || <strong>Saves:</strong> +8F, +5R, +9W<br/><strong>Active Effects:</strong> +2 Enhancement Bonus to Perception and Survival (Deadeye's Spotter Ring)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells Prepared</div><div class="spoiler_body">3<sup>rd</sup> - Archon's Aura, Dispel Magic, Prayer<sup>D</sup><br/>2<sup>nd</sup> - Bull's Strength, Deadeye's Arrow, Goodberry, Shield Other<sup>D</sup><br/>1<sup>st</sup> - Abundant Ammunition, Bless, Bless, Divine Favor, Protection from Evil<sup>D</sup><br/>0<sup>th</sup> - Create Water, Guidance, Light, Purify Food and Drink </div></div></div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Elsi had been on edge since helping the monks tend their wounded. Bandits and thieves were troublesome enough, but the sort of scum that would pillage the faithful of any good-natured faith really got her hackles up. She had taken the front of the chase; mostly becuase her hound's nose was probably hteir best tool for following hte trail. The animal was on edge as well; blood and smoke and pain worried the dog, and his hackles were up as well - quite literally, making the animal look like a white lion almost as much as a dog.<br/><br/>The sudden chill was annoying, but between her own winter clothing and the warmth of her animal, she could bear it. The snow, however, that would pose a problem. She tapped the reins, and her dog pulled to a stop. Elsi visored her eyes with one hand, squinting ineffectively into the snow and wind. A frown was forming on her small mouth.<br/><br/><strong>"We should worry about shelter first. This weather in these mountains could end us, if we push too far."</strong>She dug into her saddlebag, producing a few strips of dried salmon, holding them out for the animal under her.<strong>"If these murderers have a brain between them, they're thinking the same, and we'll just follow the trail they leave in fresh snow. If they're fools... well, we'll find them frozen when the storm lets up."<br/></strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Tracking roll for her dog: At 2016-06-22 15:23:23, Elsi dog (uid: 27361) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 23 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=89564)<br/><br/>Perception roll: At 2016-06-22 15:24:26, Elsi (uid: 27361) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=89566)</div></div>