<div class="floatright">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/b6/ae/45/b6ae45ea51fab6883e9b4e4a2b0e3cfd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Finna Stendahl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202196.msg9882560#msg9882560)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Catacombs<br/><strong>With:</strong>Aleria, heading back to the rest of the Strike Force<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Blessed (+1 atk, +1 save vs. fear), Poisoned (-1 Str)<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>HP: 19</strong>: 7</td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td><strong>AC: 19</strong> FF: 17 /T: 12</td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td><strong>BAB: +5</strong> / TW +3/+3</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Init: +1</strong></td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td><strong>SAVES </strong>F: +4/ R: +2 /W: +0</td><td>     </td><td>     </td><td>CMB +7 / CMD 17 / 19 vs. Sunder and Disarm</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/><br/>Finna had little trouble with making her way back to the party even with Aleria's weight upon her back. "Lass, I shared my name but I've forgotten yours, forgive me for that, " Finna admitted ruefully as she slogged through the water. "What are you called?" she asked gently as they approached the others. She smiled as she spied Bree, her eyes lingering on her lover's fair form even as she heard what lay before them. She kept her peace as the Lady Paladin spoke then settled Aleria down on the path after pulling them both from the water.<br/><br/>"I, sadly, am in need of healing. As is my charge..." Finna said to their leader. She sighed and mused aloud, "Would that there was some way that we could make ourselves invisible to the risen dead." Finna crooked a finger at Bree to coax her nearer, looking like she had something she wanted to say to her that was for her ears only.