<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">Kali Coltan (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1AsUmCpmoVa2zkOjGbbnxE7JG6FKQZq_lOk8vWpwRYKs/edit?usp=drivesdk)</div>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/72/c3/ee/72c3eecd64688ec8bd9f74e7db54dbba.jpg)</div><br/>Level 1 Oracle [Lore], Level 1 Aegis [Aberrant]<br/>Female ? ? ?<br/><br/><strong>HP : </strong>15 / 20<br/><strong>AC : </strong>14<br/><br/><strong>Current Buffs : </strong>None<br/><strong>Current Debuffs : </strong>None<br/><hr/>Kali would smirk. Her arms raising as well as the two free tendrils behind her. She didn't even afford to listen to the door herself. She did enjoy a fair amount of... Risk.<br/><br/>"Verily!" as her hands became bladed. Like they were no longer hands, and instead were like organic blades attached to her body. She'll ready to kick the door down if it doesn't open in any normal way.