<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/SVgHqW2.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Iona Viliulf (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300582.msg14694421#msg14694421)</span></strong><strong>AC</strong>: 14<strong>HP</strong>: 10<br/><hr/>Once the adrenaline starts to ease off, Iona takes a half-staggering step back and blinks in shock.  While it was incredibly horrifying to see dead bones ride from their crypts and attack, it was somehow... Invigorating... No, thrilling, to take one out.  She needed that, to offset the true terror of the fangs ripping at her flesh... No more.  It she dies it will be fighting.<br/><br/>But... Oh hell, Emerald-- she thought, for a moment, that the girl had been cut by the rusted blade... But looking now, she can see the woman's form is unharmed.  She breathes a sigh of relief.<br/><br/>"But... Why? Just what the hell were they doing here?" She looks to the others.  "Were they looking for someone?" She thinks, looks to the others... "They wouldn't have taken your family's horse," she asks, looking to Serana, "would they?"<br/><br/>