<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/5c/26/b0/5c26b020689357018b9103134d8b4630.jpg)</div>Vesna (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300648.msg14698630#msg14698630)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Waterfall Tribe Den<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Varak, Sena, Ciel, Anya<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 11/14<strong>AC</strong>: 14<br/><strong>Active Effects</strong>: N/A<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Well, we've found a relatively safe space here, I suppose"</strong>, Vesna said quietly. She shifted her weight backward, rump hitting the floor with a thud as she finally let her guard down and began to rest by the fire. Wearily, she reached for the mask that had concealed her face for the whole journey and pulled it away, letting it fall to dangle about her chest, prevented from cluttering to the floor by a thin rope around the back of the barbarian's neck.<br/><br/>Removing her gloves, she wiped her face free of grime, blood and sweat, well at least the best she could do with her bare hands. Her warpaint was faded and missing in places where the seawater had washed it away.<br/><br/><strong>"If we have no plan already, I think a few of us should go scouting while the rest secure a base-camp here"</strong>, Vesna suggested as she warmed her hands by the fire. She seemed to ignore the elf's kind words for now.