<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xvgW7nh.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Stella Sweetspell</span></strong></div>Human (F) Bard/Warmage<br/>AC: - HP: -<br/><hr/>Stella never<em>had</em>been a morning person. It wouldn't surprise any of her dear friends that she was one of last to stumble forth from the tent; her fingers deftly working to tie her hair up into its signature pigtails.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, we'll find out soon enough, won't we?"</strong>Stella mumbled out a reply as she caught the tail end of the conversation. A slender hand rose to ruffle Dereck's hair lethargically before she snagged her share of breakfast.<br/><br/><strong>"Thanks for the meal."</strong>She'd certainly be more energetic after getting some food in her system. The noble woman was certainly outside of her element, which no doubt contributed to her minor fatigue; but earning some more brownie points with a professor was worth roughing it for a while.