<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/815728859978137602/940265516633845791/unknown.png)</div>Frore Phosphenes (https://ddb.ac/characters/66668528/XGJiip)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Battle Actions:</span><br/><strong>Movement:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><strong>Bonus Action:</strong><br/><strong>Reaction:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>“Whoa there! Why is it that any time something happens, it’s my fault?” She looks up at her taller companion, a small smirk tugging at her lips despite the disturbing circumstances. Chuckling, she reaches up and pokes Darius’ forehead, smoothing away the furrow of his brow before sticking out her tongue.<br/><br/>“Careful dear heart. We wouldn’t want you getting wrinkles, would we? Now<em>that</em>would be tragic.” Frore snickers, stepping back to avoid whatever retaliation he might attempt while still clutching the bottle of wine in her hands. She didn’t know where it came from but finders keepers! Facing the woman that greeted them, she can’t help but roll her eyes at the paladin's introduction. He was always so overly polite, but she knew the truth. There was a mischief-maker in there, just waiting to be released.<br/><br/>“... By Lolth's venomous tits Darius, and I thought<em>I</em>was the scribe! You wanna borrow my quill sometime?” She nudges the armored man before giving the lady a wide smile. “Frore Phosphenes, though you already know that thanks to this one. Is there a reason you and your scary friend decided to kidnap us?” Despite her words she looked utterly unbothered by the circumstances they found themselves in. Likely, this sort of thing happened often.<br/>