<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/GplWqsu.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Eli Cloudytwirls (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2589313)<br/><br/><em>Battle Actions</em><br/><strong>Movement</strong>Flying above the boat.<br/><strong>Action</strong><br/><strong>Bonus Action</strong><br/><strong>Reaction:</strong><br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Eli has 120ft darkvision that works in magical darkness. And 30ft flight speed.  Initiative roll= 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158759) / Perception roll= 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158758) She notices nothing. She reacts to nothing.<br/><hr/><br/>The really good food had seemingly put Eli in a good mood, not that the others around had quite noticed her having any other mood. But she was still cheery and floaty till they reached the boat Jes  had acquired for the group. She managed five whole minutes sitting as they calmly floated along the swamp before dumping her pack in the boat and taking to the air to swish and flit about above it. She never strayed far enough to not hear the Grung's explanations and would frequently pace the boat as she listened, head tilting and staff clutched in her hands. The talk of poison had her glancing between Jes and Kalinta, her gaze dipping to the staff in her hand before she piped up with a question to Jes. "If we lick you do we see funny colors like the mushrooms those cave folk like?"<br/><br/>A foot touched the back of the boat before she drifted forwards and hung over her pack, staff briefly poking the strapped down package. "It's funny the Orcs farm and the Elves trade. The ones I know do quite the opposite. The Orcs are plundering barbarians and the Elves are uppity tree humpers that scare the dryads." Her face scrunches up and she briefly shudders before shaking her head. "Seriously there was something WRONG with that elf."<br/><br/>Jes's question of Shade and the Minotaur's not reply has her giggling before she focuses on Jes. "What is too small but not easy pickings?" A hand leaves her staff to tap her fingers as she looks up into the sky. "I mean... Most left me alone on my travels or I got them back. Or I found them first and froze their feet or something. But there's to many stiff planks for that to work..." Her head tilts as she focuses her gaze briefly on Darius. "Do you think if we stuck the Crusader on a big stick and waved him about his shiny armor would blind people and they'd let us pass to keep the sun from smiting them?"<br/><br/>Her ponderings end as Shade's call digs in between her thoughts and leaves her staring around at the sky in bewilderment. "No one's here but trees?!" The tension filling the air has her gaze snapping to Shade just in time for strange energy to blast out of him before a pair of floating ghost limbs smack something. Not that she's paying attention as her wide eyes stare at the arms. "That's how you reach the tall shelves! I want some of those!"