<div align="center">Natasha Ivonova Bonrinko, Baroness of Riskmonte</div>HP: 24/24         AC: 16<br/>Active Effects: None<br/><br/><br/>Natasha had been quiet on the way out of town,making sure that none of the herd strayed as someone, somehow would figure out how to get back to prime. Then, wierd stuff started to happen and she was a little concerned until things settled down again.  "The Feywild? It seems like a nice enough place to me... You have pissd off an entire plane of existance Drip? I'm impressed. Not surprised, but still impressed... and you are well on your way to doing the same on another plain as well!" She grinned, Poppa always told me, if you are going to have delusions of grandure, might as wel have really satisfying one."<br/><br/>She glanced back at May, "Why would we need signs to identify each other? No one here knows us or have death warrentws on our head.. I kind of like it here... such nice music; is a change of pace!"<br/><br/>Without too much thought about drip's anxiety, she nudged her horse forward, "We'll get no where just standing around!"