<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/Slave_Masako.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lynnara</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP 5/12<br/>HD 1d10<br/>Favored Foe 2/2<br/></div></div></div></div><br/>Running after, Lynnara did her best to get a fresh arrow on the string when the gnome popped out of nowhere and sliced him up good.  Then she nodded, taking a breath and composing herself.  "Lynnara."<br/><br/>Noticing Rat, Lynnara explained, "This gnome just finished off the bugbear."  Then she gestured to Rat to introduce to the new gnome, "This is Rat."<br/><br/>Lynnara wasn't overly fantastic with new conversation, but she seemed nice enough, if quiet.  Many wood elves were more than welcome with the silence and isolation that the forest could bring, learning ways to blend in just as easily as Sparklegem could blend in with the rocks.<br/><br/>Regarding the healing, Lynnara said, "I think I'll be okay if I can get an hour or so to rest up."  She checked over the wound, which had stopped bleeding, but didn't look all that great.  Still, she was an adventurer, and made of sterner stuff than most.