<div class="floatright">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Naomi.jpg) (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9019)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Memorized Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"> 0 Lvl-Create Water, Stablize, Detect Magic, Mending<br/><strong>1st Lvl </strong>- Protection From Evil, Detect Evil, Burning Disarm, Shield of Faith, Sanctuary, Divine Favor<br/><strong>2nd Lvl </strong>- Bull's Strength, Hold Person, Zone of Truth, Resist Energy<br/><strong>3rd Lvl </strong>- Searing Light, Dispel Magic, Magic Circle Against Evil<br/><strong>4th Lvl </strong>- Restoration, Holy Smite<br/><strong>Domain -</strong> <br/>1st Lvl~ Obscuring Mist <br/>2nd Lvl~ Wind Wall<br/>3rd Lvl~ Gaseous Form<br/>4th Lvl~ Air Walk <br/><br/></div></div>Naomi felt herself falling hard and fast, her body arching as her lips parted in a surprised cry to Desna as she felt the blackness surround her. Her form twisted in mid air and she prayed silently for the safety of her allies and herself before succumbing to the darkness. When next she awoke she felt the grain of the red dirt beneath her nails as her fingers dug curiously into the hard red soil. With a soft groan she pushed up, her body protesting only moderately from the movement. Glancing around at her allies she could tell Terra was preparing her spells so took the opportunity to glance around at their surroundings as she brushed her body clear of the red debris.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh goddess help us...</strong>she said as she glanced up at the swirling sky and black sun. She'd heard of these planes, not these specifically, but a demi-plane. A sigh passed her lips as she let her eyes trail over the sky, chaos had to be the reign behind this plane. There was no telling what planes, but it very well could be they were stuck in a transitional portal as well, between two or even several dementions. Shaking her head she looked to her allies,<strong>Any one in need of a heal, or are we all just a bit sore?</strong>she questioned brushing herself off further. She wanted to make sure her allies were cared for before she looked any further into their situation.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body">Knowledge Planes:1d20a11 Result: 23 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=29973)<br/></div></div><br/>