<div class="floatleft">(https://db4sgowjqfwig.cloudfront.net/campaigns/14025/assets/693075/17e1a21e10521e4137beb7cd26dd69a1.jpg?1485761171)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stat Block</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Stat</span></strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Value</span></strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Modifier</span></strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Save</span></strong></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>STR</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>12</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+1</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+1</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>DEX</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>14</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+2</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+2</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>CON</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>16</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+3</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+3</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>INT</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>9</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>-1</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>-1</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>WIS</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>19</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+4</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+7</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>CHA</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>18</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+4</em></div></td><td><div align="center"><em>+7</em></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Armor Class:</strong> <em>18</em><br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong> <em>14</em><br/><strong>Initiative:</strong> <em>+2</em><br/><strong>Proficiency Bonus:</strong> <em>+3</em><br/></div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Features</span><strong></strong></strong><div style="text-align: left;"><em></em><br/></div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Spells</span><strong></strong></strong><div style="text-align: left;"><em></em><br/></div></div></div></div></div><strong>Name</strong>:<em>Lana Autumnmour</em><br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>:<em>43/43</em><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>:<em>Everyone</em><br/><strong>Mentioning</strong>:<em>Lotan, Lyra, Yziie</em><br/><hr/><br/>That look in the creature's eyes was one that had become familiar over the years but had yet to lose its sting in all that time. He didn't trust her - in his moment of absolute weakness, he was at the mercy of strangers. So many eyes had looked at her with that same apprehension, frightened by the magic that pressed against flesh but unable to stop it. A similar fear rose in her own throat, an uncertain edge evident in her body language thanks to being in such close proximity to something so much larger than herself and clearly magical. It wasn't the first time her hands had a slight shake while mending wounds; there was always a steady stream of thugs showing up at the temple that caught a knife during a bar fight or worse. Despite reservations, she patched every single one up without complaint. This man-tree-thing deserved at least that much, no matter her current feelings towards him.<br/><br/>His stirring caused the young cleric to abruptly stop her care, pulling back to just within arm's reach as he eyed the entire situation with confusion. That confusion only added to her own, a matter made worse when it addressed one of the 'illusions' with the same lack of understanding directed at herself. Lana's head spun toward the elven woman the tree-beast spoke to, her sparkling blue eyes asking just as many questions as the fey creature. In a single moment, the theory Lana had crafted about this place had fallen apart, leaving her to stare at the space between her and the fey. As one of the other women stuck in this place asked her questions, Lana could only sit in stunned silence, her lips parted just slightly and her eyes bouncing from one corner to the other in thought. She was so certain what questions she would ask when her captor finally showed himself...but now? Now she had no clue where to begin or even who to direct her innumerable questions toward.<br/><br/>Lana allowed her staff to rest against the ground as she knelt next to the creature and pulled back her white hood. Beneath it was a woman much younger than her mannerisms, speech, and body language could have hinted at, a teenager just north of adulthood with shoulder length golden hair pulled back and carefully braided, a shining and genuine smile, and golden jewelry with rosy pink gemstones dangling from her ears. "Questions can wait." There was a subtle hint of nobility in her soft voice - an accent she had steadily been working toward ridding herself of for years. Her head nodded toward the wound covered by the massive tree-like hand, her azure gaze aiding in guiding the fey creature's attention. "May I?" She was coasting. Stick with what she knew - what she was comfortable with - anything to avoid thinking right now.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">@GM</div><div class="spoiler_body">If it still looks bad after Yziie's spell and he lets her touch him, Lana would like to cast Cure Wounds again, this time at 3rd level. You can make the roll and any future ones for me. Dice bot, real dice, whatever works. I'm not worried about needing to see the result.</div></div>