<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Orc%20Slaves/Tristan_dRagen_Crop.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aleria</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hall of Reflections<br/><strong>With:</strong>Alone<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Hurt Knee (-1 Con, effect: -1fort, -2max hp), Hp: 7/10, Mage armor (+4ac), Spider venomed (-4str), Light spell (ongoing)<br/><br/>Aleria raises from her knees.<strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"You spoke of offerings, and souls. Why would I care? I know I can use the pool to move in this place. Should you help me to kill my enemy, I am sure we can find you an offering you want. I dont know what it is you want or need, but I am sure, I dont have those, as otherwise you would have asked them. And I thank you for the gift, but no. I have so much more to do here, on this very earth. So many people to take my revenge from, so much to achieve. If that is in the cards that is. My own life means nothing to me, as each day is an misery anew, but even in that, it is an change of making those who wronged me pay. I hope its something you understand?"</span></strong><br/><br/>Aleria toke an pause, watching if her words made any effect on the devil, and continued.<strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><br/>"If we were to ally ourselves, I would need to know, what could you do to help and what would you need from me? Noone helps noone without an price or agenda."</span></strong><br/><br/>Still, she let her rags drop to the floor.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">another failed roll...</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59875 =19</div></div>