<div class="floatleft">(https://i.postimg.cc/Df14BBpH/wingedelf.jpg)<br/></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Mizerial Goldeneyes (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2370418)</strong></span></span><br/><br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong>12<strong>Investigation:</strong>12<strong>Insight:</strong>12<br/><strong>Armor Class:</strong>16<strong>Initiative:</strong>+3<strong>Speed:</strong>30 ft (walk/fly)<br/><strong>Hit Points:</strong>15/15<strong>Hit Dice:</strong>(3/3)d6<br/><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Fine clothes and flowing robe<br/><hr/><br/>City was largest she have ever seen, but as she had entered it by night, its lights were like an sparkling stars in the black rugged mountains, from her birds eye percpective. Now, at the day time,  everything was so colorful and vibrant. Mizerial was standing on top of one of the tallest buildings inthe city, among its statues, if any local would look up they most likely think she was just one of the many statues there.<br/><br/>When people all over started to gathre into the arena, she spiraled down to the ground, and hid her wings under her flowing robe and made her way to hear what was the commotion there and smiled as the priest spoke of games.<br/><br/>Obstacle course would be fun, as she knew she had an upper hand to any landcrawler and fighting against monsters aswell for the same reason. Charrioteering was of course out of her wheelhouse, it being landdwellerish game and grand melee, what ever that ment sounded horrible.<br/><br/>Mizerial walked to the gates asking for more information of the games of fighting monsters and obstacle course.